As soon as the eyes are closed, the eyes are opened...

A world has passed...

Amamiya woke up with a black face, and what followed was not a surge in strength, but a vain in his eyes, two trembling strands, and feeling that his body was hollowed out...

Xiao Yue is right, this kind of thing is really random, the Hokage is not only the best choice, but the one he just went to is simply worse.

If you talk about the name of the world, it's probably called the freshman tennis club trial (don't look for it, it doesn't exist), and pure children may not have heard of this ...

After all, this is a **, not an old driver may not even know how to find it.

Well, it's good that this time I crossed a male, but this return mission, how to say...

If it is written, the book may be sealed, hey!

"Are you still crossing?" Xiao Yue asked.

"Let me rest for a few days..."Amamiya turned over and got up, and after rummaging in the refrigerator for a long time, he still went out to find a pig on the farm and killed it...

Actually, the chicken effect is better, but a chicken is only a little bigger, not enough to eat...

"Brother Yu, what's wrong with you?" Civeira walked out with a flashlight and asked, "Why did you get up in the middle of the night to kill pigs..."

Amamiya glanced back, 36.32.38...

Well...

"You stay away from me, I've been a little dizzy lately..."Amamiya waved his hand: "I'll leave you a pig's trotter if you want to eat later..."

"Oh," Kivera looked back inexplicably.

Amamiya also sighed, turned his head and started the barbecue.

Nothing was said all night.

The next day, Amamiya found Boomer again: "Look, this is my newly designed training method..."

It is an enclosed chamber with an indefinite number of openings in the walls through which round objects the size of dragon balls, either rubber or metal, can be spewed out.

Well, the author has always been good, you just need to say it in the book review, I will use it if I feel it.

Amamiya is not just firing in that **world.,After all, if you want to open.,**The heroine doesn't necessarily like you.,At least you have to have the conditions to be extraordinary.。

Amamiya practiced tennis hard in that world, and although he didn't know how to play against Echizen Ryoma, he was already the undisputed number one in that school, and he also led the school team to win the all-day tennis league championship.

This tennis ball reminded him that sandbags are limited by the rope and their own material, and there are still many limitations in training dodge and resist hitting.

But the ball is different, the material is changeable, the rate of fire can also be increased, the number can also be increased, and if the field is larger, you will also have some room to turn.

At the very least, training with the ball, he doesn't have to run outside the house in the summer to find sun.

"Is it hard to do?" Amamiya asked.

"It's not difficult!" Boomer said: "However, you have this kind of talent, you should spend your mind on scientific research, your genius is obviously not inferior to mine, why do you want to train as a gorilla like them?" ”

"Alas, you don't understand the romance of men..."Amamiya waved his hand: "You do it first, by the way, when will you study a gravity chamber again?" When the time comes, the pinball room, the gravity room..."

Technology makes training better!

"Gravity, I haven't touched on this yet..."Boomer said, "I don't have a lot of money on hand..."

"That's not in a hurry, just get it out within ten years!" Ten years later, when I am sixteen years old, I will train as much as I want, and I will no longer have to worry about overdrawing my potential in early training, nor will I have to worry about my bones being overburdened and not growing tall.

Boomer looked at Amamiya and always felt that this person didn't look like a child, how could a child plan himself so clearly.

Amamiya has been recuperating at home for three days, but in fact, his physical deficit is more of a psychological effect, and there is nothing wrong with his body.

But anyway, now that my father is not at home, he doesn't want to eat anything, and he is all Xilu beef sold outside, and he is directly roasted here, the stupid son of the whole landlord's family.

Three days later, Amamiya was back in bed.

As soon as you close your eyes...

Ding dong!

The bustling city is full of traffic.

It's a bit cold, it's English, this style of architecture, and...

Amamiya looked at the couple of men walking hand in hand next to him...

Rotten country?

Amamiya twisted his head, walked to the corner of the street and looked again, and sure enough, he saw the famous London trademark in the distance - Big Ben.

"Britain..."

He thought about it, how much of the world is there about Britain?

Well, it feels like there's a lot, probably the most famous of which is the Harry Potter series, then Sherlock, and then, all kinds of movies.

"What do you say about returning energy?" Amemiya asked.

"More than 5 million Twitter followers!" Xiao Yue said.

"You discriminate against Weibo?"

"As long as the key foreigner speaks fluent Chinese, and then understands the packaging a little, the Weibo fans will easily rise..."Xiao Yue said: "As long as you are holding a five-star red flag and holding Mao Xuan, you are my pride, and it will rise by 200,000 yuan in minutes, do you believe it..."

So he is a middle-wearing foreigner to increase his Weibo followers, which is simply cheating.

"But I also speak Chinese based on strength, right?"

"You're going to have to rely on Twitter anyway!"

Amamiya frowned, in fact, he wanted to understand what kind of world this world was through the ultimate mission, such as the task of chakra reaching the level of upper ninja recognized by Xiao Yue, he didn't even have to think that it must be the Hokage. Achieve the achievement of 1,000 people? That's definitely ** not explained.

But Twitter five million?

Is there any world where you can do whatever you want with more fans?

Amamiya looked in the mirror on the side of the road, and what appeared in the mirror was a young man of an alien race with brown hair, deep-set eye sockets, and a high nose.

It's not like a purebred British, but a bit of Aryan blood.

But it's still a little worse to eat with your face, after all, the Germans are a little square, they look like they are straightforward and serious, is there a future for playing a Nazi officer?

Sing?

I don't know how music is developing in this world, does MJ exist...

Amamiya paused to think about it, because he saw an office building in the distance, and the sign on the gate was a little familiar...

"Hey brother, let me ask you!" Amamiya stopped a foreigner next to him and asked, "What kind of company is that over there?" ”

"Then you don't know?" The little brother looked at Amamiya with a surprised expression, as if he was looking at an alien: "Ambrera, the world's largest biopharmaceutical company, even if it lives in the mountains, it should know!" ”

"..."Amamiya has a sentence in her heart, and she doesn't know whether to talk about it or not.

This is Resident Evil, I don't know how long it will be before the whole earth will be full of zombies, I am looking for zombies to follow me on Twitter?

"Wait, if it's still a long time before the plot starts, I can leave before the virus breaks out..."Amamiya calculated, and then saw a host on the roadside monitor, who was saying in a sad tone: "The virus in Raccoon City is now out of control, and the top government officials have decided to use nuclear bombs..."

wtf？

Before Amamiya could speak, he saw a group of terrorist-like people suddenly rushing out of the roadside, who did not have bombs tied to their bodies or shoot, but threw small blue bottles directly into the street and in the shop.

Amamiya stood not far away, and a cracked bottle rolled to his feet, and in the small bottle, a few traces of residual blue liquid, as well as the unique double helix structure, had already told Amamiya what this was...

The T virus is known as the evolutionary agent of human beings, but people all over the world have been tricked, and only Alice has succeeded!

"it!" Amamiya covered his mouth and nose and hurriedly fled, in fact, there are not many people on the street now, after all, those people are just throwing bottles, and the citizens of London still think that they are some kind of performance art lovers, or they ran out of a mental hospital, which provides a lot of convenience for Amamiya to escape.

But Amamiya didn't dare to hold it up, the T virus can be transmitted through the air, and you can cover your hands with your hands, what are you kidding!

He's already used the thousand-mile fitness method, what can fight the virus? Only a strong body, although I don't know how much it works, but it's not Amamiya's style to sit and wait to die if you don't try.

On the way, I noticed the location of several supermarkets, and saw a police station in the distance.

That's it!

Amamiya opened a room in the hotel across the street from the police station, and then sat down cross-legged to try to carry the qi and blood and get the T virus out of his body.

It's a pity that he doesn't understand internal strength, and this body is not the one he has been tested for a long time, this process is really meaningless...

"Will you die here?" Amamiya is a little confused, and this is the reason why he hasn't crossed it, and I'm really afraid of encountering some world, so I kneel without giving myself time to react.

"Xiao Yue, if I become a zombie..."

"You won't," Xiao Yue said.

"Huh?" Amamiya was stunned.

"You are a Senluo Dao body, you can accept the power of any system!" Xiao Yue said: "The T virus is also such a force..."

Huh?

Amamiya was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt that the world in front of him had changed from black and white to color.

In fact, he can't look down on the T virus to strengthen his physique, as long as he can recover one-tenth of his combat effectiveness, he can kill zombies like slaughtering dogs.

I used to find a place to hide, but I was just afraid that I would be infected and eventually die on the street.

That's too embarrassing for the traverser, in case a reincarnation newcomer comes here in the future, maybe he will point at him and say: Look, this is a traverser, the opportunity is better than ours, and the result is a zombie!

Isn't it true that people live for the sake of their fame before and after death?

But now you actually say that my body is not afraid of the T-virus?

"Well, I should have only ingested a little bit just now, and the transformation of the body is not obvious..."Although I can't look at it, no matter how small the mosquito is, it is still meat, and the T virus can still have the ability to telepathize in the later stage of development...

"So you've exploded the stars in one hit, what kind of telekinesis do you want?" A reader asked.

"If you haven't reached that level, how can you guarantee that you can achieve that kind of combat effectiveness!" Amamiya asked rhetorically, so in the initial accumulation stage, you should seize every point to enhance your strength.

If Sun Wukong also thinks that I will be super blue in the later stage, then what turtle shell will I carry, and I will worship a lustful old man as a teacher...

What will be the result?

He will be trapped in the mountains, watching Vic rule the world and be powerless until his brother Narpa comes and takes him away, and then he will follow Vegeta on his crusade and become a creep under the dark Ones, who may be destroyed by Frieza in the future...

Now that it was determined that this was Resident Evil, Amamiya thought about it briefly and decided on his course of action.

First of all, you need to get a complete T-virus to strengthen yourself.

Then, enrich yourself with the umbrella company's scientific and technological database, and digest the knowledge in your head by the way.

Finally, there is the task.

The whole world has turned into a zombie, and no one pays attention to his tweets.

But don't forget, what Twitter attention is, in a broad sense, is that someone likes this blogger and clicks on it to look forward to his follow-up content.

But in a narrow sense, it's just a computer program, and if you put a hacker in there, your Twitter followers won't be able to change it however they want.

Anyway, Xiaoyue's request is only 5 million Twitter followers, and he didn't say that he must be alive!

After sorting out this relationship, the pressure on Amamiya was suddenly less.

This is not a world where martial arts can be exercised, and zombies are not as stressful as the Quartet Sandbag Formation for him, but the technology of this world is much in line with Dragon Ball and greatly surpassed in biotechnology.

Therefore, it is suitable for Amamiya to precipitate the knowledge recorded in Xiaoyue.

Amemiya needs a base!

He tilted his head and saw the Umbrella Company in the distance.

Remember, this company has a hobby of digging bases underground, and if an Alice can come and go freely, I don't have a reason why I can't!