lost narrative poem

Chapter 123 Life talk?

"Did you kill a lot?" Takashi Saya's eyes lit up immediately.

This is probably the only piece of good news in such a bad situation, and judging by this guy's ability, he has been out and busy since noon until midnight, and he still uses righteous means. The efficiency must be quite astonishing of.

Perhaps if you think about it more optimistically, how many tens of thousands of dead zombies did he kill?fifty thousand?One hundred thousand?still……

If it wasn't for knowing that it was impossible and unrealistic, Gaocheng Saya really wished that the other party would spend so much time surviving, and had already cleaned up all the dead bodies and zombies in the main city of bed.

In that case, it is really the best development.

"The question of how many kills has been made, I can only say that it is really not too little. Anyway, it is enough for me to upgrade a lot of levels with experience, and increase the blood to 39 points. I can even continue to click other points..."

Xia Ran said solemnly, and then smacked her lips regretfully.

"But in the future, such good things will probably be rare, and it is actually a waste to kill them in such a hurry, because there is no time to gather them as much as possible, it is purely for speed..."

"Can't you be more serious?"

Takashiro Saya said weakly, this person seems to never be serious, always acting so heartless.

Although it is not without benefits, it is precisely because this person has always been like this that they can barely maintain a more positive and relaxed attitude, instead of being gloomy, desperate, and depressed...

The role of the backbone is really important. If the leader of a team is in a state of anxiety all day long and shows no confidence in himself, then the people underneath will only feel worse.

Leadership is the combination of behaviors that motivate people to follow in the lead's footsteps rather than simply obey.

"I'm serious..." Xia Ran smiled slightly, put down the book in her hand, jumped off the window sill, stretched out her hand and pushed the bridge of her nose habitually, but it turned out to be empty.

But he didn't care too much, just smiled, his myopia was repaired by the white space as a hidden danger and unhealthy state, and not wearing glasses was the most recent thing.

It is also very reasonable and reasonable that the habits formed in the past cannot be changed for a while.

"On the contrary, you guys are not in the right mood right now. It's better to have a good night's rest... Don't think too much and put too much pressure on yourself. In fact, no matter how bad the situation is, that's what it looks like. You don't want to die, do you? "

He looked around at the crowd, and continued speaking as if pointing.

"As long as you don't want to die, you can only continue to live hard, thinking about so many things that you have no way to touch or solve, there are only disadvantages and no benefits... The nerves are getting more and more fine, more and more tense, you can't tell When will it break."

Everyone looked at each other and smiled bitterly. They didn't understand this kind of truth, but how easy is it to be as free and easy as this guy?

The strength of the opponent is beyond the imagination of ordinary people, no matter where they go, they can protect themselves, and they can even be said to be rampant.And most importantly, he is not from this world at all.

As soon as the time is up, he will leave directly. At that time, it will really be a flood, and it has nothing to do with him.

"Okay, it looks like you've been tired all day, and it's almost two o'clock now, so go to bed first, if you have anything to say, we can talk about it tomorrow..."

Seeing that they were silent, Xia Ran thought for a while, and simply cast a calming spell on all these people without discrimination.The invisible spiritual force flowed out, opening up an equally invisible force field of the mind, enveloping everyone silently.

It's not like the performance in the game, clenching five fingers is like releasing a wave fist, smashing out a ball of magical light, hitting the target and then wrapping around the target, the corresponding magical effect can be exerted.

That's really just the performance in the game. After all, to take care of the player, it is natural to use some simple and intuitive special effects as the form of skill expression. You can't let the player dance in the air, right?

——Do you still want to make money?

All in all, when the fantasy becomes a reality, it becomes another form of expression. It can either release spells directly on a single target, or transform them into groups of people and act simultaneously.

It's not like the skills in the game, which are strictly restricted by various data, appearing mechanical and rigid, a single body is a single body, a group is a group, the duration can be as long as it wants, and the attack distance can be as far as it needs How far……

There is no degree of freedom at all, and it is impossible to adjust it.The so-called spells are actually firearms embodied in another form. The only thing the player can do is to control the direction of the muzzle, pull the trigger and fire the bullet...

But for Bujima Yako, Takashiro Saya and others, it feels amazing. They are obviously not so profound and reasonable words, they are just commonplace comforting words, but from the mouth of this young man in front of him, it is true. It makes people feel like spring breeze.

It seems that there is an unknown magic power in the words, which makes them feel relaxed unconsciously, and the worry color on their faces gradually fades away, revealing a relaxed expression, as if the pressure in their hearts has been easily eased .

When the mood is relaxed, fatigue and fatigue will naturally flood the body quickly, and some people will start to yawn... and yawning is known to be contagious, so people yawned one after another.

Under the appeasement of the calming technique, the protagonist group and others have also undergone a speech therapy, and it seems that the effect is not bad——

Although the problem has not been solved, and the status quo has not improved substantially, at least they can better accept the reality instead of simply accumulating stress, fear and various negative emotions.

That's not helpful at all.

Sending away the protagonist group who all started yawning, Xia Ran gently closed the door of her room, feeling that she still has the talent to be a psychiatrist, and solved the problem with a few words people.

Well, if he really became a psychiatrist, he must be number one in the world... He thought so modestly.

But this is true, the psychiatrists in this world have probably died long ago, he is not number one in the world, who else can think of himself as the number one in the world?

Xia Ran went back to the window sill and continued to read by the moonlight. His mental power was still abundant, and it was not suitable for him to continue to exercise his mental power. He was afraid that he would automatically raise an attribute point and break through the 40-point mark, so he meditated It also stopped.

Since he can't meditate and can't fall asleep for the time being, he can only read to pass the time. Anyway, he has already developed a habit of this, and he won't feel boring, but he can also adjust his mood very well.

In fact, there is no need to use the moonlight to read books. This is not to say that his eyesight is so good, but that he accidentally discovered another usage of spiritual power before.

That is, as long as through physical contact, he can extend his spiritual power and cover certain objects, thereby reading the information on them.Just like now, he was not really reading with his eyes, but through the touch of his palms, lines of words flowed into his heart.

Not even a punctuation mark is missed, and even turning pages is just a habitual gesture, which is very magical.

Xia Ran is like getting a novelty toy, and he never tires of it. He feels that the characteristics of this kind of mental power and the direction of application are likely to be the prerequisites for pointing out advanced abilities such as "spiritual power scanning".

After all, strictly speaking, this is also the direction of reading information from the outside of the mind. It is impossible to leave the body directly, and it must use his limbs to make physical contact, but it should be regarded as a... embryonic form, right?

While reading the book in his hand in this way, he looked out at the dark city outside.

Today, rushing for time, he temporarily remembered such an incident, because he had forgotten many details of the plot and so on. Naturally, he subconsciously ignored the impact of the nuclear explosion EMP before, but fortunately, he remembered it temporarily.

——So it's not a complete miss. Although it was a bit wasteful, he still scored a large amount of points beyond imagination.

But this is the last big windfall. In the future, if you want to have this kind of opportunity to directly and easily get a large amount of points, there will probably be very few opportunities, and the power system is completely paralyzed, and many electrical appliances have been directly scrapped. If you want to use it like this It is also difficult to score.

It’s not that it’s absolutely impossible, but it’s not as convenient as it was before. It’s not that it’s enough to carry a few speakers on the stage, but you have to bring a generator with you to re-generate power and lay out lines...

Therefore, the next step is to use the power of others to eliminate the more scattered zombie groups, slow down the speed of accumulating points, and hope to catch up with my own plan.

He thought so, and opened his information page to look at it again. The residence time calculated by the white space has changed again, and now there are only three months left. It seems that his previous rampant monster spawning has caused a major impact .

And this time will be further shortened, unless he stops from now on and does nothing.

Sighing softly, he turned his head and looked in the direction of the door——

"Please come in."

"..."

"..."

The doorknob was slightly twisted, and then pushed open, a slim figure with long purple hair appeared by the door, holding a tray in his hand, and the top of the bowl seemed to be steaming.

"Do you want supper?" Bushima Yako asked softly with a smile.

"Extremely happy." Xia Ran tilted his head, and then smiled, he put down the book, "But I guess you didn't come here specially to deliver supper to me, did you?"

"That's not right, it's just a supper for Xia Ran. Didn't you say you wanted to eat it yesterday? And I don't think you seem to have eaten anything today..." Poison Island Yazi said generously, She came over and put the tray down.

"Thank you so much, but..." Xia Ran paused for a moment before saying very seriously, "You don't have to worry about killing people, and don't have any psychological burden. The times have really changed now."

(End of this chapter)