The red font on the screen reads:

"Zhang San: Anthropomorphism. Strength 1.8, Reaction 1.8, Crisis 1.8, Luck 1.8......"

"How did he trigger the anthropomorphism, or the advanced anthropomorphism. How is it possible? How can it be ......" Zhu Toushang kept muttering to himself, his expression was very complicated. Completely different from the others, it seems that he has not been drained of emotions.

"Interestingly, there is hope for this exploration of the coast of the East China Sea. Si Yitan nodded and said to himself.

Everyone else looked at it, but they didn't know what the anthropomorphism was, it was probably a very powerful name. Bi Xuan focused on the development of the plan, and the first reaction came to him: "Let's hurry up and catch him back?"

"Naturally, I have to catch it, but not now, wait an hour before we go. Poinsettia, stealing the heavenly song, you two can go. Zhu Toushang arranged it directly.

"Two, it's too much......" Bi Xuan was not at ease.

Zhu Toushang interrupted him, turned his head and asked Si Yitan, "Has the 'Three-State Sword' been formed?"

"It's formed. Si Yitan asked suspiciously, "Can he drive?"

"It should work. ”

"And what about him turning against the water again? No one can stop him. ”

"Then forcibly drain the emotions one by one until the system recognizes loyalty, and the rest will be easy to do. Zhu Toushang's words revealed a lofty momentum.

Bi Xu's two eyes kept hovering between Si Yitan and Zhu Toushang, and the uneasiness in his heart became even worse: What's wrong with this world? Wan Dong doesn't bird himself, Zhu Toushang seems to have climbed on Brother Tan's head, who is the superior in the end?

Could it be that whoever is seriously injured will have more mercy from the system? He looked at Zhu Toushang carefully, this fat man, who was originally carried back, and after being rescued by the system, he became the current virtue.

Wow, Lao Tzu missed a great opportunity. When Zhang San hit chestnuts just now, he should have resisted twice, or scolded his mother. Maybe when that kid gets angry, he will cripple himself.

He touched his bald head, and the three bulges were swollen together, a bit like a pen holder.

Seeing Zhu Toushang pick up the "Cloud Flash Sword" that once belonged to him from the ground, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it made sense: Hmph, it must be like this, probably so.

When choosing a weapon, Bi Xuan was lucky, and he saw the extraordinaryness of the little sword at a glance. Unexpectedly, today, Zhu Toushang could forcibly take it away, and he could also make the Cloud Flash Sword change between the sword and the shield.

……

Zhang San jumped out of the high wall and escaped like a wisp of green smoke through the night. The wind around me was howling, and it had never passed so quickly. On the main road, there are express vehicles passing by. He jumped on the roof of the car and looked back at the headquarters of the new technology ranking network, but no one chased him out.

Could it be that they were scared? Probably not, these people don't know what fear is. Don't worry about it for now, you should find Fu Lao as soon as possible.

Only when such a person of high moral integrity comes to expose the conspiracy of the system, can anyone calm down and think. However, which city is Fu Lao in? He has no clue at all.

The car walked around and around in Dongzhou City, and Zhang San felt a little tired. The wound on his chest seemed to be serious, and the blood was slowly seeping through, accompanied by a dull pain.

What kind of broken sword is that? It's so different from a broken saber. There is also a warm current in the body, and this wound can't be sealed.

The car stopped again, Zhang San sat up on the roof of the car, and found that the environment was very familiar. Hey, I went to the west gate of the Communication University. It's close to the school's courier center, and it looks like it's going to be unloaded.

He jumped out of the car, and his legs were a little weak. What's going on? The power of the non-humans is being withdrawn?

Fortunately, it has nothing to do with the system from now on. The emotions are all there, and I don't take any gifts from the system.

He walked slowly into the schoolyard, dodging the cameras as much as he could, and came back to the playground.

Tiredness that he had never felt before hit, Zhang San gasped and sat down against a tree. It feels very similar to the state of being chased by a dog for three streets when I was a child, how else can this convey information to Fu Lao?

There were diligent classmates running at night on the playground, and looking at their brisk steps, Zhang San was a little envious. He felt that he should borrow a mobile phone and leave a message for Fu Lao's Weibo, hoping to be seen by Fu Lao before the system deleted it.

"Classmate......" Zhang San shouted softly when he saw someone coming, his voice was very hoarse.

"Classmates ......"

No one stopped. Maybe the voice was too soft, or maybe he was hiding in the shadow of the trees, and it was difficult to be detected. What's going on? Is the power being drained so thoroughly? Or is the interest being drained away?

Zhang San found that he didn't have the strength to shout loudly. I wanted to stand up, and my legs were tingling.

After Zhang San guessed that technology enslaved human beings, he experienced great fear in his heart, and all his emotions were recovered. After being stabbed by Zhu Toushang, he stimulated a strong unwillingness and stimulated the potential in his body. In order to be able to deliver news to the outside world, he forgot about life and death, reflecting true fearlessness.

At that time, the "click" sound in my mind was precisely in that special situation that triggered the anthropomorphic form.

After the anthropomorphic form appears, it would have remained in a state of transcendent non-human power for an hour. However, he was injured first and could only last half an hour. At this time, the anthropomorphism faded, and the exhaustion was stronger than that of ordinary people.

This is also the reason why Zhu Toushang only sent two people to arrest him.

"Classmates ......" Zhang San kept shouting, and his hoarse voice was difficult to find in the running sound of his classmates.

"Huh. A female student ran over, stopped, and looked suspiciously in the direction where the sound was coming from. Zhang San hurriedly waved his hand, but in fact, he just raised his arm.

The classmate saw it and staggered over.

Seeing the comer, Zhang San smiled. "You Xin. ”

"Deacon Zhang, you're not dead, phew, why did you become like this?"

"Borrow my phone. Zhang San knew that time was pressing, and the arm he raised seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and he could only lift half of it.

"Hey, it smells of blood, you're hurt. You Xin sniffed her nose and asked busily.

"Leave it alone, borrow your phone. ”

"No, I'm going to take you to the hospital first. After speaking, she took Zhang San's arm and went around the back of her neck.

"Don't, I'll be taken away again right away when I go to the hospital. Zhang Sanlai didn't move on the ground, "Quick, borrow a mobile phone." ”

"Okay, but my phone is in the dorm. Why don't I hide you in the editing room first?" You Xin saw Zhang San so persistent, and then thought of the chase he had seen, and knew that the situation could be very serious.

"Thank you!" Zhang San exerted all his strength and stood up with You Xin's help.

The multimedia editing room is on the top floor, and you can turn right when you get out of the elevator. You Xin is a self-media major, is practicing video editing, and has the key.

As soon as he entered the door, Zhang San sat down on the ground. You Xin turned on the light and saw that his face was sickly red, and on his left chest, dark red plasma wet half of his shirt. His lips were chapped and he said hoarsely, "Mobile phone ......"

"Wow, are you going to die?" It was the first time You Xin had seen a person so injured up close, and he didn't pay attention to what Zhang San said in a panic.

"Mobile phone ......" Zhang San just felt tired, but he couldn't speak clearly in a few words, so he had to keep repeating.

"Don't die, otherwise I won't be able to tell......" You Xin walked around in front of Zhang San, taking care of herself: "I will burn incense, I will burn incense......"

Damn, you're going to die in a hurry. Zhang San scolded in his heart, but there was nothing he could do.

Yes, die. Thinking of this, his head tilted exaggeratedly and remained motionless.

"Wow, you're really dead?" You Xin's face turned pale, bent down, and stretched out his finger to probe Zhang San's breath.