Chapter 149: The Man with a Story
"I don't have to say much about the Deep Diver effect, I'm best at shooting, whether it's a firearm or a bow throw. Mo Qian said.
Mike smiled, he boasted that he was proficient in firearms, so he naturally didn't think how good Mo Qian was at shooting.
After all, Mo Qian has not been a periphery for a day, and he doesn't have too many opportunities to practice guns, so the so-called good at Mike is probably just okay.
Mo Qian said again: "The physical fitness is okay, I was greatly increased by a containment object, my physical fitness is athlete-level, I haven't learned martial arts, but it's okay to fight." ”
Mike has a strange face, and anyone who says that he has not learned martial arts but is very good at fighting is a hooligan, and he is often boasting.
Judging from his experience, basically the people who say this have never seen the world, and they think they are very good at fighting, and when they finally meet a real martial arts master, they will be defeated in an instant.
But is it that Mo Qian has never seen the world? Mike is not good at evaluation, so he can only keep silent.
Mo Qian continued: "My will is not bad, I have participated in the test, and the doctor of the Blue and White Society has given me a high evaluation. ”
Mike and Yang Zhou looked at each other, the will is not easy to say, the doctor has given a high evaluation, maybe it is just polite.
The will required by the members is a real iron will, and it is not really the same thing as the phrase "you are strong-willed" in daily life.
They didn't know that Mo Qian felt that he could take it out because the test he participated in was a will training program for official members.
Trained by the will of the incarnate rat to be devoured by snakes, the doctor said that his will was first-class, and it was definitely not polite.
Mo Qian is just seeking truth from facts, he has to practice everything here, and there is nothing to hide.
"If I really want to say, I can't drive, and I lack knowledge, although I am a mechanical engineering major, my grades are average, and mathematics and science are at most at the level of high school. Mo Qian finally said.
Everyone silently wrote it down, and everyone knew it in their hearts when they introduced it.
It can be said that each has its own strengths, and if you consider it comprehensively, the weakest is Du Xiaoyu, in addition to being rich in cultural knowledge, the shortcomings in other aspects are obvious.
Yang Zhou is a jack-of-all-trades and has no obvious shortcomings, while Mike's physical fitness and combat ability are particularly outstanding, but he hasn't read much.
Mo Qian is not easy to evaluate, and he feels only a little stronger than Du Xiaoyu.
Because what Mo Qian said was good at, it didn't sound very proficient, like the kind that only excelled among ordinary people.
"Then, in the future, everyone will help each other and make progress together. ”
"There's a test tomorrow, so let's rest early. Yang Zhou finally said.
Everyone dispersed, and although each had his own room, there was no more than a bed and a cupboard in the room.
The treatment here is much worse than that of the restrictor, but Mo Qian doesn't care, and even thinks that there is still a room and a bed to sleep in, which is quite amazing.
Maybe the formal special training has not started yet, and it is estimated that there will be no such a good bed to sleep in after a while, and there will be no hot shower to wash.
When he crossed the forest before, he found felled wooden mounds and traces of camping in the forest.
Come to think of it, this apartment is not always available.
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At six o'clock the next day, Mo Qian got up early.
He went downstairs and noticed that many people had gotten up earlier.
Many people practiced and talked at the beach in the morning, waiting for the arrival of the instructor.
When they saw Mo Qian, they greeted each other: "Hi, Mo Qian." ”
"Ink poor!"
He was called on all sides and introduced himself.
Mo Qian also responded one by one, remembered the names of a large number of people, walked more than a hundred meters, and got to know more than 50 people.
Everyone, all wearing the same clothes, that is, the same gray single pants.
This is in the wardrobe of every room, and there are various models, so you can always find the one that fits you closely.
Anyone who has looked through their wardrobes, and as long as you're not a fool, you know you're going to be wearing this outfit today.
Because on the belt of this suit, there is also a number.
Each person's number is different, and Mo Poor is number 66.
Everyone wears it, and no one needs to say it, and the instructor who wants to come is deliberately not mentioned, so that everyone can get used to thinking for themselves from small things.
Of course, there are also people who don't wear it, and that is Du Xiaoyu.
It's not that he doesn't know, but he's naked, fluttering on the beach alone, practicing swimming.
"When did you come?" asked Mo Qian as he walked over.
Du Xiaoyu climbed up from the water with a bitter face, and water was dripping out of his nose, obviously, he drank a lot......
"Four o'clock......" he said.
Mo Qian sighed that Du Xiaoyu actually got up early alone and practiced here silently for two hours.
It can be seen that he really wants to make up for this shortcoming, but he is also really talented.
I think that Mo Qian was thrown directly into the water, and it didn't take long to find the feeling, and he didn't need to be taught, and he realized it by himself in a few hours.
"There's a test today, don't waste too much energy, come on, let's go have breakfast." Mo Qian said.
Du Xiaoyu shook his head and said: "I didn't get up early, I was the first to get up, I searched for several buildings around, and there was no canteen." At about five o'clock, Jimmy was out for a stroll, and when I went to ask him, he smiled and pointed to the forest over there...... Meaning we figure it out ourselves. ”
Mo Qian looked at the forest, and sure enough, there were quite a few people wandering around the edge of the forest, looking for something to eat to make do.
However, unless you go deep into the forest, if you are only on the edge, you will not find anything to eat, only some coconuts and tree grapes to eat.
"It's better to eat something than not to eat at all. Mo Qian said, if you didn't want that special dinner last night, many people could directly find food on the spot to satisfy their hunger, which is difficult for everyone.
Du Xiaoyu said: "Look what this is." ”
He ran to his clothes on the beach and pulled out a few oysters.
"There were a lot of them, but you got up late, and everyone ate all the pieces over there, and I picked them up earlier. Du Xiaoyu said with a smile.
"Eat, it's not enough to stuff your teeth. As he spoke, Mo Qian took off his clothes directly and jumped into the sea.
Du Xiaoyu hurriedly shouted: "There are no fish around here, someone has looked for them......"
He said it was late, and Mo Qian puffed and disappeared.
Du Xiaoyu had no choice but to wait at the beach, and many people heard the movement and came over.
"He wants to touch the fish, it's difficult, the nearest fish is at least 800 meters away. ”
"If the fish is slippery and you don't leave your hands, how can you catch it with your bare hands?"
Everyone watched for a while, and then they couldn't sit still, because a few minutes passed, and they saw that the ink on the sea did not appear......
He doesn't even need to ventilate, except for Xiao Yu and others, everyone doesn't know this.
After a few more minutes, I saw a wave on the beach, and Mo ran ashore with his hands on both sides, hooking the fish, and his legs and feet seemed to be a little unbraked.
"Sucker...... Four big fish ......" Everyone saw that Mo Qiao's fingers were clasped on the gills of the fish, and two fish were carried in each of his left and right hands.
Immediately afterward, their attention focused on Mo Qian's left chest.
There, a huge scar, presumably whitened by blisters, is located right in the fossa of the heart.
The scar was hideous, as if it had been gouged out by some giant hand, and there was a radial laceration around it, like an abstract sun.
It was obvious that a large piece of flesh was missing, and the large scar was slightly sunken and dripping with water.
"Brother, build a fire!"
Mo Qian carried the fish and came to a group of classmates who were grilling oysters.
Those few people looked at Mo Qian blankly, and hurriedly got out of the way and said, "You use it, you use it......"
"I'm going to get some firewood. "The fire is a little small, and some people are running to pick up dry branches.
Mo Qian was roasting fish there, and the people around him were talking about it.
This scar looks too scary, what the hell has he been through?
Someone asked Du Xiaoyu, Mike and others, but even they didn't know.
"I don't know, he didn't say anything last night......" Mike said sluggishly.
"Could it be the danger of a containment breach? The bystander said.
Yang Zhou said: "He just said a little bit about the containment breach, it doesn't feel like it's anything, it's not very dangerous." ”
"Are you stupid? Containment breach isn't dangerous? Do you know how many people are going to die? By the way, I asked, and the sword was made during a containment breach, when one of his friends died. If you think about it, he turned people into swords, and he dug out his heart and lungs, and if he survived, he would definitely die a life, and if he didn't say it, it didn't mean that he was not in danger. The man was almost speechless to Yang Zhou.
Yang Zhou and Mike glanced at each other, they originally thought the same, but last night Mo Qian said it was so bland that it made them a little disappointed.
At the moment, it seems that it is not really bland, maybe it is just because of the confidentiality agreement, plus there are sad things or something, Mo Qian doesn't want to say more.
Look at that horrible fatal scar, and how many stories there are in it.
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