Chapter Fifty-Seven: The Age of Blood
Yan Motou taught him, and Meng Chao benefited a lot, and the most direct effect was that there were more and more gray skills that could be lit.
Looking at the dense list of skills, Meng Chao's heart was full of joy, and he couldn't wait to race against time and make more contributions to the people of Longcheng.
There is another thing, maybe it is that the problem of Zuo Haoran is too eye-catching, or it may be that Yan Motou and the school senior management boasted about their recent performance, and in this paragraph, Meng Chao often "encountered" with Principal Sun in the cafeteria.
Meng Chao had the intention to show his hand in front of Principal Sun, and said in his heart that this famous "heavy artillery" must be an elite citizen to start, or "a legendary citizen, an epic citizen" or something.
If Principal Sun comprehends what kind of mysterious martial arts principles under his guidance, how much contribution value can this thing harvest?
It's a pity that the shriveled little old man is too old, and the injury was too serious, and he hasn't done it for many years, and he came to the ninth middle school to care for the elderly, and he didn't care much about the children's learning, in addition to basking in the sun and napping in the corner of the playground all day, he went to the canteen, and studied the recipes for nutritious lunches with great interest.
Principal Sun is approachable, holding the same stainless steel dinner plate as the students, and the food is not as good as that of the college entrance examination students, full of luncheon meat made of earthworm meat.
Meng Chao was very embarrassed, and wanted to give a little of the pure natural monster flesh and blood on his plate to the old principal.
"You eat, eat more, I don't take the college entrance examination, besides, old, the spiritual energy of monster meat is too rich, and you will have high blood pressure if you eat it." Principal Sun smiled, missing several teeth, and his speech was a little leaky.
Meng Chao thought about it, and the old principal was probably not interested in other moves, so he simply waved his chopsticks and used "Seven Explanations of Anti-Guan" to break down the ribs on the plate.
Sure enough, it aroused the interest of the old principal, although he did not concentrate on studying, but he took Meng Chao to the back kitchen of the canteen to learn from the masters, and the advantage was that from this day on, Meng Chao could eat the freshest and fattest monster flesh and blood that the masters kept for him every meal.
In this way, when the day of the second level of the undergraduate came, Meng Chao's extreme fist power broke through 290 kilograms, and the 100-meter run was 9.29 seconds, far behind the sprinting myth Bolt.
There is an even more terrifying ability, which is not reflected in the data, and that is the staying power of the master-level "Ripple Strength".
Many outstanding high school students can also reach 280, 290 in extreme boxing, and even blast out incredible numbers like 300 kilograms.
The monster that runs 100 meters and rushes into 9.2 seconds in high school is not absolutely nothing.
But Meng Chao can blast out more than 200 punches in one breath in three minutes, and the average punch power will not be less than 275 kilograms.
And his average speed of 100 meters, 400 meters, 1,500 meters, and even 5,000 meters is almost the same.
It's terrifying.
In actual combat, such a long-lasting and stable output is obviously much more powerful than the "high scores and low ability" cultivated by many test-oriented education, and the beautiful data that is forced to pile up by genetic medicine, intensive nutrient solution, and cultivation equipment.
"Crackle!"
At the gate of the Ninth Middle School, Principal Sun trembled and lit several red firecrackers with 3,000 rings all over the ground.
Three school buses, dressed in red and green, loaded with candidates from two rocket classes and one quasi-rocket class, rushed to the district education bureau amid the sound of firecrackers and the cheers of their classmates.
"Super God, I didn't expect your extreme fist power to break 290, do you want to be so exaggerated?" On the school bus, a classmate said with a smile.
Since Meng Chao once ate the roasted hind legs of two sword halberd demon pigs in the cafeteria, weighed 200 kilograms, and ran wildly on the playground for more than 30 laps, he became famous and was respected by his classmates as "Super God".
"You don't know much about supergods." Another old classmate of Class 6 "Wu Xueba" said, "Since he has revealed his extreme boxing power of 290 kilograms, then the real boxing power must have already exceeded 300 kilograms, so he is waiting to go to the district to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, and he will be a blockbuster, right, super god?" ”
"I testify."
Without waiting for Meng Chao to speak, his sworn friend Chu Feixiong ruthlessly betrayed him, "My ultimate fist power is now 299, it looks stronger than Meng Chao, right?" But recently, I have been practicing with him, and every time I feel like I am being run over by a road roller, his extreme fist power must have broken 300, 290? Leave it here and pretend to be a force! ”
"300 kilograms?" The students exclaimed, "Shameless! Scum! Scum! Milk tea is a must! Breakfast, please! Lunch and dinner plus supper, please! ”
Meng Chao coughed loudly, these days, why is it so difficult to keep a low profile?
Everyone was laughing, and the voice of Yan Motou sounded in front of them.
"Enough, all quiet down, adjust your mood and mind."
Yan Motou pinched the car horn and said solemnly, "Speed, strength, physical fitness, and combat skills, although these are all very important, if you want to embark on the road of transcendence, the most important thing is the soul!"
"Without a transcendent mind, even if you are lucky enough to gain power, you will not be able to surrender it, but will become a slave to power, constantly degenerate and out of control, literally, into a monster as terrifying as zombies and monsters.
"Speed and strength, the first round has been tested, and those gathered in the District Education Bureau today are all the leaders of the 'Tiger Forest District', and what I want to test you is the soul!
"Remember, the flower of the soul blooms from the flesh and blood, but it is beyond the flesh and blood, it is the sublimation of the spirit, not that the power is great, the speed is fast, you must have a strong mind, until the moment of life and death, you will never know whether you are a coward with brute force, a bully villain, a selfish rat, or - the absolute master of your own power!"
The words made the students quiet down.
"I understand, let's get out of the car." Yan Motou said, "The district education bureau has arrived. ”
The school bus stopped in front of a sunken plaza in the midst of tall buildings.
Surrounded by a grim dark palette, dominated by black and bronze, and piles of exposed steel bars, the ruins resemble both ruins and a cemetery.
In fact, this is indeed a ruined battlefield that was repeatedly ravaged by zombies, thugs, and monsters when Dragon City crossed back then.
As Dragon City grew stronger, all the other ruins were cleared and rebuilt into a taller, stronger, and more massive steel fortress.
Only here remains the same, and architects and artists are specially invited to solidify and process, becoming an eternal memory and commemorating those black years.
Walking down the black marble steps into the sunken square, the candidates of the ninth middle school felt that the temperature was suddenly seven or eight degrees lower.
Even Meng Chao shuddered.
In addition to the fragmented and collapsed wreckage, there are statues.
The sculptor uses extremely exaggerated techniques to create crazy zombies, hideous monsters, and thugs who become uglier than zombies and monsters in order to snatch various resources such as food, water, and energy.
In the face of these threats, the statues of ordinary citizens appear particularly weak and helpless.
Meng Chao saw a statue, a monster that looked like a praying mantis and a jackal, smiling and raising its scythe-like blades, targeting a mother with a baby in her arms.
The mother hugged the child so tightly that she wanted to rub it back into her belly.
But no matter how tough her arms are, it will be difficult to avoid the tragedy that follows.
The sculptor breathes soul into the statues, and the cold wind blows, as if you can hear the whimper of people and the neighing of monsters.
In this era, the Education Bureau has great powers, and in addition to educating young people, it is also responsible for the ideological work of all citizens.
Only by remembering the history can we open up the future, and the district education bureau and the "crossing memorial hall" in the district are connected together.
From kindergarten to high school, students have been here many times on spring and autumn outings, as well as when crossing anniversaries.
But today, candidates who aspire to be transcendent react particularly strongly to these statues.
Many people breathed heavily, and Chu Feixiong gritted his teeth.
Meng Chao's heart was also fluctuating, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.
Having seen the end come in a nightmare, he has a particularly deep affection for Dragon City.
He was determined not to let any demons and monsters touch this land sprinkled with the blood of his compatriots.
Thankfully, except for the first statue, which was more poignant, the theme of the statue gradually brightened as they descended into the ruins.
At first, the unarmed citizens were left to be slaughtered by zombies, monsters, and thugs.
Gradually, weapons appeared in the hands of the citizens, capable of pulling out the teeth of zombies, chopping off the claws of monsters, and allowing the rioters to accept a fair verdict.
In the end, the powerful citizens who opened their arms and protected their children had gorgeous spirit patterns on their skins, and their bodies were surrounded by golden light, and some of them were wielding flaming swords to drive domesticated biochemical war beasts to trample zombies, monsters, and thugs under their feet.
"This is the Transcendent." Chu Feixiong looked at the statue and said to Meng Chao.
"It won't be long before we can too." Meng Chao replied and took the lead out of the ruins.
At the end of the ruins are two huge monuments, with small golden letters engraved with dense names.
The one on the right is the name of all the citizens who have died in the district in the past 50 years, and it has five large characters on it: "May the deceased rest in peace." ”
On the left is the name of all the soldiers and heroes who died heroically in the district, and there are also five big characters on it: "May the brave be immortal." ”
Two monuments, forming a gate, behind which is a huge entrance that leads directly into the ground.
Meng Chao and his classmates walked down the stairs along the twenty-meter-wide black passage and soon entered another world.
Surrounded by a 360-degree three-dimensional screen, the smoke of gunpowder, the strong smell of blood, and various sound and light effects are used to create an atmosphere that is both fantasy and reality.
The panicked screams of the citizens, the roars of the thugs, and the twisted and terrifying roars of the zombies instantly made Meng Chao and his classmates understand that they had come to the first floor of the Memorial Hall, the "Bloody Era".
"Dragon City has just traveled to the first decade of the Atlas, and it is a bloody age of confusion, chaos, and misery."
A deep bass voice slowly floated from above their heads, "We have lost most of our energy and industrial capacity, destroyed the social order and the state apparatus, dimmed the light of humanity and the majesty of the law, and in order to survive, countless well-dressed civilized people have become thugs who eat the weak and the strong, and even beasts who drink blood."
"There is also a mysterious virus that spreads among the citizens, which quickly escalates into a plague that has swept through the city, and the infected have become zombies who have lost their minds, but their appetite and aggression are ten times stronger.
"Hiding in the depths of the ruins, the people who are trembling are asking - is this the end of civilization and the end of Dragon City?"