Chapter 162: Becoming the Walking Dead

Yang Shuxia went on a mission and was in a hurry.

Yang Shuxia, who had been going to class on time and was in a daze on time, was gone.

The people from Anyang Middle School, Teacher Lu, including the people from Zhangwu Hall, are looking for them all over the world, and they are all kinds of anxious in their hearts.

Needless to say, Anyang Middle School has foreign students who are missing here, and the impact is very bad and the trouble is very great.

Mr. Lu is the most anxious one. I was quite happy for the first week, Yang Shuxia lived a life of two points and one line in the dormitory classroom, what a good child, he knew that he had corrected it.

I was deceived by Yang Shuxia, thinking that in foreign countries, Yang Shuxia finally knew to be more restrained. It turns out that everything is fake, waiting to be magnified here.

A living child, led out by himself, and disappeared if he said he couldn't see it, what was the matter!

The people of the Zhangwu Pavilion, who were even more anxious, had a great enmity of life and death, and they held back for a week, and finally decided to do it, and the person was gone.

Isn't this a cheat!

We've dug a lot of pits waiting for you to jump, and we've set up a lot of rounds waiting for other martial arts halls to come in.

It's good, you don't disappear sooner, you don't disappear later, you are gone, we are too miserable in the pit.

You disappeared earlier, we didn't stay up all night staring at the bureau to dig a pit, how good it would be to go home and sleep with my wife.

Or you will disappear later, and wait for us to take revenge and vent our anger. You love to go missing and missing, and you love to jump into the river.

You are missing at this juncture, too unqualified, too unorganized and undisciplined.

You're missing, and we're looking for you all over the world. Are we taking revenge, or are we learning from Lei Feng!

The members of the bottom of the Zhangwu Pavilion complained, and the high-level people were not having a good time, and they were being interviewed by the police station.

Yang Shuxia is missing, and the biggest suspect is the Zhangwu Pavilion. Based on the testimonies of all parties, Yang Shuxia formed a mortal enmity with Zhangwuguan in China. After coming to Korea, he rarely interacted with people, and there was no possibility or motive for enmity.

"This is revenge, this must be Yang Shuxia's revenge." Kim Zhengshun slapped the table angrily, and the step who had just returned from assisting in the investigation at the police station no longer had the demeanor of the past.

"The most important thing now is to find out Yang Shuxia." At this time, the calmest person was Pei Xueen. "The police are right, except for us, no one has the motive to do anything to Yang Shuxia. So he must have been hiding. ”

"Find, mobilize all the hands for me to find it, even if I turn Seoul over, I have to find Yang Shuxia."

The members of the Showu Pavilion are so busy that they have to scold their mothers.

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Yang Shuxia didn't know that in the real world, he had made a lot of trouble in order to find himself. He's in this unknown space**.

Yang Shuxia walked only a few streets before the sun had sunk in the west, and night began to fall.

The bizarre lights illuminate the city more dazzling and brilliant than daytime.

Lovers appeared on the streets, and groups of drag racing parties began to go out, and they were on the road, in the air.

Yang Shuxia was still wandering around cluelessly, and everyone still regarded Yang Shuxia as nothing.

Yang Shuxia feels as if he is watching a three-dimensional movie, no matter how close they are, they are still two worlds that do not intersect with each other.

It's just, where is your mission?

A week has passed in the city, and Yang Shuxia estimates that the actual time should be more than half a day, and Yang Shuxia saw a tall tower.

Just when he saw the tower, Yang Shuxia immediately understood that this was his destination.

Without any reason, Yang Shuxia understood that his mission was inside.

That tower was supposed to be in the middle of the city. After establishing the goal, Yang Shuxia cheered up and strode forward.

The further he went, the more shocked Yang Shuxia became.

It's a three-dimensional megacity, and a few hundred meters tall buildings are already behemoths on earth. Here, thousands of meters of buildings abound.

They stand in all sorts of breathtaking postures, completely contrary to the laws of mechanics on earth.

What amazed Yang Shuxia even more was the tower, Yang Shuxia was still on the periphery of the city, and he could already see its towering figure, its height ...... Yang Shuxia didn't dare to imagine it.

Yang Shuxia finally deeply understood the meaning of running a dead horse in Wangshan.

Yang Shuxia had been running around the city for more than a month, but he didn't feel much closer to the tower.

Fortunately, after coming to this city, Yang Shuxia no longer felt hungry and tired, and his physical strength was always at full value, so he persevered.

The crowds of people in the city appear on the streets, disappear, reappear, disappear......

In half a month, Yang Shuxia accidentally discovered that no matter where he was, the same people always appeared on the street.

They show up on the streets at the same time, doing the same thing forever.

This is more terrifying than the people who just entered the city and found that they couldn't see themselves at all.

Originally, running in this city gave Yang Shuxia the feeling that he was watching a three-dimensional movie.

Now the feeling is still a three-dimensional movie, but the literary film has changed to a horror movie.

Yang Shuxia desperately suppressed the terror in his heart, and insisted that the tower that he would always see in his field of vision was the belief to persevere.

I must walk in front of it!

Half a month ago, Yang Shuxia shouted to himself like this!

Will I still be able to walk in front of it?

Half a month later, Yang Shuxia asked himself.

Ever since, the tower has appeared in view. In the field of vision, its height, size, and angle have not changed. This means that for so many days, Yang Shuxia has not been the slightest closer to that tower. Or rather, the distance is minimal.

Whatever the reason, it made Yang Shuxia gradually feel like he was dying.

Yang Shuxia began to slowly feel tired, hungry, tired, and his physical strength was declining.

Yang Shuxia ran slower and slower, and a thought shouted in his heart, stop, you are tired, you are hungry, you have to rest. Stop! You'll never run to that tower! Stop!

Yang Shuxia stopped and squatted on the ground, I'm really tired!

Slowly raising his head, looking at the tower that stands tall forever in the sky with a desperate gaze, is it really impossible to run?

Looking at the crowd around him as always, walking past him lifelikely, but never intersecting with himself.

Yang Shuxia knew in his heart that as long as he stayed here, he would become one of them in a few days.

Year after year, walking on the streets, disappearing, walking, disappearing......

Slowly forget why you came here. Perhaps, in the middle of the night, I will look at the tower from afar and accidentally remember who I was!

"Welcome to the City of Gearmen." (To be continued.) )