Ling Mo, who was woken up by a nightmare again, was slightly uncomfortable, how many times has this been? Although there have been many times in the past, today it is unexpectedly frequent.

"What's going on?"

Ling Mo said to himself, sat up and looked at Li Hao, who was still playing games, and shook his head, this kid is really an Internet addicted teenager.

It's spring, and the temperature in the bedroom is neither high nor low, it's plain, and it's good to stay up late.

"Is it only four o'clock?" Ling Mo looked at his mobile phone and chose to continue sleeping.

Nightmares didn't start from childhood, but recently, they have become more and more frequent recently, as if telling themselves that something is coming, but Ling Mo can't say it, he doesn't know what it is, this feeling is very uncomfortable, he can only wait, wait for this thing to come.

The hell on earth that I can't bear to look at directly......

In the dream, the monster like a walking corpse kept stimulating Ling Mo's nerves, and when he closed his eyes, he imagined something like this, and Ling Mo found that he should not be able to sleep.

"Haozi, come to two plates, I have nightmares again......" Ling Mo said loudly at this time.

"What's going on? It's not been a day or two since you've been in this situation, how old are you, can you still be scared by a nightmare? It's really, come on, come on, I'm fast, you go first, show you a slippery boy I just practiced, and ensure that you fly. Li Hao smiled, and then continued to devote himself to the game.

"You guy......" Ling Mo shook his head and didn't say anything more.

Turn on the computer and start to get on the number, there have been more or less meteorites in many places in the world recently, but fortunately, nothing has happened yet, which can be regarded as a blessing in misfortune, at most, it is just to kill a few people, this kind of thing is not something to regret for Ling Mo, isn't this like a lottery? You deserve to be stoned......

Ling Mo doesn't have much sympathy for such things, let's put it this way, if you have compassion in today's society, you are really wrong.

played with Li Hao until dawn, and at about half past seven, Ling Mo came out of the bedroom. Although you get up early, it doesn't mean that you will change your routine.

The temperature in Shudu in spring is not very high and a little cold in the east, Ling Mo came to the cafeteria with his dark circles under his eyes, at half past seven, there are not many people in the cafeteria, it is only the second semester, how can so many people rush to the library? Naturally, there are very few people who come to the cafeteria in the morning. Nowadays, everyone is generally a bastard, and it is not until the junior year that I realize how precious the previous time is.

Ling Mo made a bowl of porridge and a few steamed buns, then sat down and began to scroll through Weibo.

"Wait a minute, I'll see what's in class this morning......" Ling Mo brushed and suddenly realized something, and looked at the class schedule.

"Damn, it's Marx again!"

Not good!

Ling Mo suddenly realized the seriousness of the matter, what the fuck, he shouldn't have come out so early.

Sure enough, just when Ling Mo thought so, a few bastards in the WeChat group had already sent a message.

"Yo, Ling Mo is leaving so early? Don't forget to check me in! "This is sent by the boss Wang Hai. Ling Mo had a black line, and sure enough, there were such remarks below.

“nmsl！” Ling Mo replied angrily, this is to eat breakfast. Although it was very uncomfortable, it was nothing for the brothers in the dormitory to do a favor, in fact, it was no wonder that others could only blame themselves for being too naïve.

After Ling Mo finished eating, he went to sit in the library.

The guys sitting at this point in time are generally juniors, or seniors who are going to graduate school, and Ling Mo casually took a book of advanced mathematics and began to prepare for learning.

Ling Mo studied civil engineering, which is a very popular subject, but it is not so easy to have a girlfriend in this subject, Ling Mo is a minor in psychology, which is something that Ling Mo has always been very interested in.

As soon as he found his position, Ling Mo felt a slight pain in his brain, and something kept flashing. The pain suddenly intensified, and Ling Mo had to sit down quickly.

"What's going on?" Ling Mo covered his forehead and gritted his teeth, enduring such a stinging sensation, but he was puzzled in his heart.

This is a recent situation, and many times there will be some clips that I have not seen.

But Ling Mo, who has studied psychology, doesn't care much about this, this is a memory flashback, which is pieced together from scattered fragments of brain memory, which can be said to be a garbage file. But it's been a bit frequent.

Taking a deep breath, Ling Mo began to read.

Far beyond Earth......

"Almost, the source of the virus has been almost deployed, today is the last wave, and Lord Seventy-two has also been decentralized. It's almost time to go. A human-like figure said under a large virtual data screen.

"How is the king now?"

"It's not going to work, it's too laborious to open up a wormhole and make such a long-distance space jump. The princes were also asleep. ”

"Well, forget it, this planet is not an advanced civilization, and there is no pressure to solve it. Although I don't know why Wang Da bothered to come to this place, he must have a purpose, and he will launch a tentative invasion today. The commander touched his chin and gave the order.

"Okay, the last batch of virus sources launched! Set the trigger time after five hours! The creatures below began to get busy, and above the earth, Ling Mo was swearing into the classroom.

The bad old man who taught politics walked into the classroom slowly.

To be honest, not many people come to this course, but it is required that this course is considered a compulsory subject.

"Fuck a chicken, it's really fuck, it's all to blame for this nightmare!" Ling Mo sat on the top of the position, helped the brothers in the dormitory sign in, and then sat bored.

Although Ling Mo doesn't reject reading very much, this Marx really can't listen to it!

Ling Mo was bored playing with his pen, but his eyes occasionally looked at a shadow not far away.

Liang Bingyu, a recognized beauty in the English department, has not won it so far, and Ling Mo doesn't think he can, but there's nothing wrong with appreciating it, right?

Just as I was thinking this, my head stabbed again.

"What's going on?" Ling Mo suddenly saw the dilapidated classrooms and the flesh and blood all over the ground.

"No, something is wrong...... Ling Mo began to feel that there was a problem, today, this flash was extremely frequent.

What's going on?

Ling Mo didn't understand, and he couldn't find the reason.

Tens of billions of kilometers away, meteorite-like objects are launched from planetary orbit!

At this moment, a silver light flashed, covering a meteorite!

(To be continued...... ）