MTL - Being a Koi in a Survival Game-Chapter 1359 Licheng Crisis (2 in 1)

  Chapter 1359 Licheng crisis (two in one)

   Checking your brain for disease, and finding out that you are a genius, what kind of feeling does it feel like?

  Fu Anan herself didn't know too well, and she didn't seem particularly happy.

   "Then... that means my brain is still very healthy, right?"

"yes."

   "Will not die from some sudden disease?"

"Certainly not."

   "Then... okay."

  Fu An'an nodded when he heard the words.

  The country's most powerful brain NPC has no way of knowing the cause of his amnesia, and Fu An'an doesn't expect others to know.

  Now is to satisfy the wishes of these old men and women, and bring out the information they researched.

  The day before leaving, everyone had a good meal in the institute.

  The bald, white-haired Uncle Xiong held the stewed chicken leg and sighed greasy, "If it was before, if anyone eats in the laboratory, I will break his leg."

   "Yeah, who used to eat in the research room."

  The skinny old man Liu answered, "Any small machine here costs tens of millions, are you willing?"

  Pang Jiayao, who originally had oil on his hands and wanted to wipe it on the machine next to him, paused, then wiped his fingers on his clothes.

   "By the way, Xiao Pang, how old are you this year?"

   Everyone suddenly turned their attention to him, which made Pang Jiayao stunned, "I just turned 25 this year."

   "25, not too young."

   "Indeed, I was married to my wife when I was this age."

   "It's okay, the young people nowadays have only entered society for a few years at such an age."

The intellectual old lady Zhao wiped her mouth gracefully, "The student I brought is only this old. He is the stupidest student I have ever met. He has never passed his graduation defense twice, and I worry about my high blood pressure. That's great, don't see you again." It's his time."

  Pang Jiayao straightened his back after listening.

   I don't know whether it is the poor teacher or the poor student.

  ##

  Happy talk all night

   On the 20th day of the game, they were finally leaving.

  Fu Anan carried important materials and USB flash drives, while Pang Jiayao carried all their existing materials (not many).

"goodbye!"

   "It must be delivered!"

"be safe."

  …

  Five people stood in a row, watching them off and saying goodbye. His tone was as relaxed as possible, but the corners of his eyes were all quietly moist.

   "See you again, let's go together."

  Fu Anan never thought of keeping them here.

   "But we're getting old."

   "Going out will only bring you a drag."

"right."

  Age is their biggest problem. If they are twenty years younger, they will definitely go with them.

   "Then just try not to hold back."

Fu Anan's point of view is different from theirs, "You may die if you go out, and you will die if you stay here, so why don't you go out and fight? Even if you sacrifice, it's not a loss to kill two zombies. Besides, don't you want to Personally **** your own research results? Don't you want to have the opportunity to continue the next research?"

   "Yes, yes, yes, always grow stronger."

  Pang Jiayao also echoed.

  The few remaining people looked at each other in blank dismay, and then... everyone began to prepare.

  Like the two of them, they protected their arms, legs, and waist, and then they began to disassemble the expensive equipment.

  At this age, it is rare to be reckless once in life.

  Several people teamed up to dismantle the most expensive one in the research room, took out a long stick made of special metal materials, and gave Pang Jiayao one by the way (Fu Anan already had it.)

  The long stick danced vigorously in the air, and the intellectual old lady suddenly said, "These several hundred million metal sticks are easy to use."

  Pang Jiayao, who just got a new weapon, almost missed his instep with his stick.

  Is it okay to mess around like this with hundreds of millions of things?

  Pang Jiayao looked at the calm faces of these big shots, even Fu Anan was very calm. If he looked shocked, wouldn't it be embarrassing for their slum boys.

   Isn't it just a few hundred million, he won't be able to earn it in his life.

  ##

  Everyone went out.

   The zombies on this floor had already been cleaned up when Fu Anan was looking for supplies, and they went down very smoothly.

   Several days have passed, and the crazy zombies downstairs have entered a standby state. As long as you don't stimulate them, you can avoid them as much as possible.

  The 10th floor is safe!

  The 9th floor is safe!

  The 8th floor is safe!

  Fu Anan glanced at the zombie sticks they had stuck there before, and they were still stuck there. A group of zombies had stopped hitting the door. I didn't expect that the 8th floor, which she thought was the most difficult, went so smoothly, and I felt like God helped me.

  Pang Jiayao held up the shield he picked up earlier, and stood among several elderly people to protect their safety.

   Occasionally there were a few zombies on the road, but Fu Anan took care of them with the smallest movement.

  The old men and women panicked, but they didn't panic.

  Even if some zombies almost broke through Pang Jiayao's defense line, the four of them were frightened and made no louder voices than he alone.

  Uncle Xiong (the one with the bald head in the middle and white hair on both sides) even saw a big gun and some bullets on the road.

  Old people in their tens of years, carrying dozens of catties of guns and ammunition.

  Pang Jiayao was afraid that his waist would be broken, so he stretched out his hand thoughtfully, "Teacher, I'll help you..."

"Need not."

  Before he finished speaking, he slapped Pang Jiayao's hand away, "I'll carry it by myself, just don't bark."

  Pang Jiayao: ... a little wronged.

  Bringing six oil bottles, they actually reached the second floor.

   All the way faster than going up, except that it was difficult to turn down from the second floor, it was so smooth that it was unbelievable.

  There are still sporadic zombies outside the hospital, but their car is outside.

  Pang Jiayao showed a smile on his chubby face, "We still have a lot of supplies in the car, when the time comes we will..."

  Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a roaring sound from the sky.

   It's an airplane!

   Several planes formed a trapezoid and flew towards them.

   Is this here to save them? !

  Without exception, when everyone saw the plane, their eyes lit up.

   Yet the plane passed directly over their heads. They watched these planes scattered to various areas, one of them stopped not far from them, and then an oval object fell from its cabin.

   "Take cover and get down!"

  Uncle Xiong's hissing voice came from next to his ear.

   They just got down on the ground, and they were suddenly blinded by a momentary white light, and then there was a roar that could shatter eardrums.

  The hard concrete floor was uplifted and turned outward by the huge energy.

  The entire ground was tearing and shaking. Starting from the place of the explosion, buildings, bridges and other structures began to collapse. The tall inpatient building next to them also made a dull roar, and the entire building leaned towards them.

   It's about to collapse!

  (end of this chapter)