After many days, Mr. Mo once again stood in the aisle of the underground warehouse where Ye Chang was. When the zombie virus broke out before, www.biquge.info had planned to use this place as the last retreat, but Yu Xingyun killed him halfway through the plan. Now, under the inexplicable pull of fate or other things, he entered here again.

It's still dim light, narrow corridors, and ...... Boxes in the way. The only difference is that the box no longer says "Surprise! Instead, "Whysoserious?".

Mr. Mo stared at the box for a long time, and finally used the ability to return his life to grow a strand of hair more than ten meters long. The whole person was far away, and the control hair began to open the box.

Po -

After a strange sound, a strange fluctuation instantly spread from the box, and Mr. Mo had no way to dodge it, so he was directly hit, and then ...... He floated up. The body seemed to have lost most of its weight, becoming as light as air, and with a little force, the whole person floated.

Mr. Mo directly glared at the dead fish, and once again used the hair to grow to the right length, directly using the hair to move forward, and at the same time, he kept using the abnormal energy to neutralize the abnormal energy that caused him to lose weight.

If the inference is correct, Ye Chang is also a fifth-order in this guy, right? The condensation level of this energy had already surpassed the level of the fourth order, and it took him a quarter of his abnormal energy to consume it. The box that released the ability was empty, and Mr. Mo didn't care, so he slowly came to the end of the road.

Unlike the metal gates of the past, the warehouse gate of the present is a very large piece of metal, weighing an estimated weight of several tens of tons. With the strength of Mr. Mo's fourth-order physique mutation ability, he can probably lift an object weighing ten tons with full strength, and of course, if he is a person who specializes in strength, it is possible to lift an object of hundreds of tons.

Mr. Mo raised his hand and pushed, and the metal block that was supposed to be immovable began to tremble, and then it was slowly pushed away. Ye Chang also attached the ability to it, but the way of attaching it was very strange, it was originally to maintain a clever balance, and the quality did not change in the slightest, and after receiving the impact of the ability at the box, it reached the quality that ordinary people could push. Mr. Mo didn't know what was going on with this clever use, and he couldn't use it anyway.

"Hey! Xiao Mo, I haven't seen you for a long time, why do you have the leisure to come to your Uncle Ye today? ”

In the metallic silver warehouse, tall and thin Ye Chang was standing in the center of a bunch of strange instruments at random, various light curtains were neatly arranged, and the strange data flow was rapidly refreshing.

"Well, Uncle Ye, it's been a long time."

Mr. Mo replied calmly, but his heart couldn't help but start complaining, is this really a warehouse? What's going on with this strong sense of high-tech!?

"I'm here today to find you something, something about my weapon."

"That's ......"

Ye Changzai touched the sparse stubble on his chin, and then continued,

"So now you're coming to me to introduce you to the right weapon master, right?"

"Hmm."

"I do know a few good weapon masters, but do you have any requirements for weapons? They are different in what they are good at. ”

Mr. Mo bowed his head and groaned, and after a moment he said,

"It's not a lot of requirements, it's just sturdy and durable, and you don't need any special attributes, but the quantity may be a little more."

"Such a request...... There is a weapon master who is very suitable. ”

As he spoke, Ye Changzai picked up a pen and paper from the table next to him, wrote down a line of addresses, names and phone numbers, and handed them to Mr. Mo.

"Oh, this, Xiao Ji, a guy who only accepts private work introduced by acquaintances, his skills are very exquisite, go to him at this address, and report my name when he finds it."

"Well, thank you, Uncle Ye."

"It's fine, it's just a trifle."

After asking, Mr. Mo planned to leave like this, and tomorrow he would go to the weapon master named Xiao Ji to make the weapons he needed as soon as possible. But...... Mr. Mo suddenly remembered something, so he asked Ye Changzai directly.

"Uncle Ye, how is your niece Ai Yu doing?"

"Huh? Niece Ai Yu? When will I have another niece? ”

Ye Changzai frowned slightly, obviously puzzled.

"Oh, maybe I'm mistaken? Forget it, Uncle Ye, I'll go first. ”

Mr. Mo brushed the matter and left. After Mr. Mo's figure disappeared from the gate, Ye Chang tapped a few times on a certain light curtain next to him, and then a new light curtain popped up, on which was a simple map, and a red dot slowly moved in it.

Ye Chang stared at the red dot with a blank face until it left the map area. Then he clicked on several other light curtains, and a bunch of complicated design drawings popped up on the page, and at the same time, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket, dialed a number, and commanded on the other end of the phone,

"The depth is not enough, continue to adjust the whole down by fifty meters, otherwise after the city is removed, it is likely to be exposed, and their killing effect will be weakened."

"Well, continue to calculate the angle of attack, fine-tune it, and solve the problem as soon as possible, time is running out."

……

Because the bicycle was thrown near the place where he and Yu Xingyun were alone, Mr. Mo came on foot tonight, so when he went back, he also walked. Walking alone in the faint moonlight is a common thing for secondary 2 teenagers, but Mr. Mo no longer cares whether his behavior is secondary 2 or not. In any case, it's good to feel the reality of life.

To Mr. Mo's surprise, he met someone he knew - Lan Yuege.

In the middle of the night, the moonlight is like snow, pure and innocent, on the riverside bridge, the Yiren leaned on the railing alone, the faint moonlight blended into the silver hair, and was swept by the gentle night breeze, and the wonderful luster rippled out with the light swaying of the hair. For a while, Mr. Mo unconsciously stopped, did not dare to approach, and did not want to stay away, so he had to stand silently.

What's going on? Mr. Mo asked himself, the throbbing of the moment just now, the heart was like a hammer, it was not uncomfortable, it was just ...... It seems that some gap has been filled.

Illusion? Still is...... Intrigued?

She turned her head slowly, her golden lake-like pupils looking straight into his face.

Inexplicably, he remembered the morning light on the lake that he had seen in the Walden translation, the clouds in the sky dyed with a faint golden light, the pure and clear calm lake, and the white dead wood lying across the water......

He tilted his head, confusion growing in his eyes.

"Do you like me?"

As if without thinking through his brain, he asked the question, and then pondered. There was no sense of disobedience, no disgust in his heart, he just asked by feeling, and after thinking about it carefully, he still wanted to ask this question.

He saw the corners of her mouth slowly raised, like ice and snow melting, and then nodded slightly, without the slightest hesitation.

"Is that so......"

He lowered his head, muttered to himself, stopped looking directly at her face, and ...... Left, she was left like snow on the bridge to watch his inexplicably lonely back as he drifted away......

Moonlight tonight...... It's a little cold......