Stomping his feet, he had to go to find Zhongli.

Zhongli was waiting in the military center to visit the sweet Ji Fengning, and when he saw Liu Yu, who was in a hurry, he raised his eyebrows, and after listening to a series of words, he looked at the sweaty soldiers who were training and slowly said, "You let her not go?" ”

"That's right, that's too hard, Sister Zhongli, you don't know how big the library is, Sister Jiu'er's body hasn't recovered yet, and she has obviously lost weight again, and she won't let us help, Sister Zhongli, you can persuade you."

Zhongli glared, "Persuade?" First of all, she has no awareness of listening to persuasion in her temper and cognition, and besides, I don't think there is anything, I support her. ”

Liu Yu felt that he had found the wrong person, and he was already secretly thinking about helping, Zhongli guessed it at a glance, and immediately straightened his expression and spoke again "I support her for nothing, Jiu'er does everything with a purpose, not to mention that I don't feel at ease when I am with the surname Song, haven't you heard how ugly those others say?" What high climbing? What is Israel's servant... Fuck, I forgot that Jiu'er was also a seventh-order powerhouse a month ago, how dare these fools talk like this. ”

Zhongli had already been angry, but for many reasons, he couldn't hold back his anger, and his voice was quite loud at this time, and he didn't mind that it would be sparse and others looked at her, and he didn't know that he was attracted by the seventh-order ability, and he was a little embarrassed to know.

With his mind surging, Zhongli withdrew his leisurely gaze and looked at Liu Yu without blinking, "If everything is really like what you said, you have to wait for others to give it away as a waste, I just recognized her wrong." ”

"Xiaoyu, your sister Jiu'er is still that sister Jiu'er, you shouldn't really be classified as an ordinary person just because she has no abilities, I thought about it for a long time, a large part of her abnormality during this time comes from the change in our attitude towards her, sigh and pity, she doesn't need it."

This stick knocked so that Liu Yu didn't react when he returned to Xiaolou, and his thoughts were tumbling in his heart, Jiu'er didn't know that this conversation had fallen into a sea of books at the moment.

As Zhongli said, she came here for a purpose, this library is usually crowded, and it is locked except for the first and second floors, as a tidying person, she has the right to enter anywhere within the fifth floor, and there is a place on the top floor that is a book about zombies and special species of abilities, Jiu'er resisted the inquiring gaze of the guard soldiers, and handed him the task list, as well as his own identification.

The soldier was slightly stunned, and the thing had been taken by the other pair of hands for a few seconds, and then he said in disbelief: "Ji... Jiu'er? It's really you! “

Jiu'er nodded, a little puzzled, she really didn't have any impression of this person in her memory.

The young man's eyes widened instantly, he took off his hat and saluted a standard military salute in a dignified manner, Jiu'er returned the salute, and a series of excited words were in his ears: "I am the captain of the third team of the Suzaku Base, good at shooting, when the zombies were besieging the city, it was you who led a few of us to carry out a surprise attack on the defensive platform, I have always admired your shooting skills, I see you today, Sansheng is lucky, I don't know if there is a chance if you can teach us to shoot?" “

The sudden appreciation made Jiu'er tug at the corners of his mouth, but reason outweighed joy: "The five senses of the supernatural are higher than ordinary people, and they can do anything with half the effort, but in my current state, maybe it's not as good as your quasi-head, you don't have to be arrogant, it won't be bad to be able to stand there, thank you for your optimism, it's an honor." “

"Miss Jiu'er is really worried, our appreciation for you is not only your status as a high-level ability, but also your wisdom, courage, and neatness that many people lack. To tell the truth, the zombie siege has caused a lot of losses to the soldiers, and now the urgent training is for the sake of that group of inexperienced recruits, and we can't predict the next crisis, so we need a special instructor. “

Jiu'er raised her eyebrows: "Special? “

"Yes, Changmei, good voice, good physical fitness, used to be a high-level ability, your combat experience can be better than many very old officers, if you go, the motivation of that group of people will be at least ten times higher!"

Jiu'er still shook her head.

The young man was very disappointed, but he couldn't think of any words to persuade her for a while, and another soldier called outside the building, sighed and put on his military hat: "In this way, you think about it first, if you want to, go to the guard of the military center, I will send someone to wait every day, go first, you are free." After speaking, he looked at the soldier with a confused face beside him: "Take care of it, do you hear it?" He turned his head and smiled flatteringly, then turned and walked away.

He did what he wanted, took pity on the soldier, and looked at Jiu'er crying with the task list.

If you take care of it, can you still do this task...?

The answer is to do it, or he will do it.

"You don't need to be pressured, I've come here for something to do, and if you can, I want you to help me close the door and not let anyone in during this time."

"No problem, but..."

"Thanks, can I leave?"

Soldier:...

"Yes."

The doors of the library quietly merged, and the dense books in the dim light were a little messy, Jiu'er gathered her mind and began to tidy up, her patience was very good, and the hardships she had suffered far exceeded what she had done at this time, because she was worried about her speed, except for the first and second floors that wasted more time by flipping through them, it only took six hours to reach the fifth floor.

As it gets dark, the ticking hour hand points to ten o'clock, and I leave my messy hair behind my ears and step into my destination.

"Origin of Zombies", "The Birth of the Ultimate Weapon", "Zombie Pathology", "The First Hercules", "The Legendary Onmyoji", "Vampire from Hell"

Novels, film and television works, Chinese and foreign ancient research, all have records of abilities and zombies.

Jiu'er sat on the ground, with a book of scripts stacked beside her, time passed quietly in her slender ten fingers slowly flipping through it, the night was silent, only her breath fluctuated, when she closed the last page, her neck was already clicking, there were too many things in her head, Jiu'er's eyes were a little confused, and she couldn't help but stretch for a while, looking at the time, half past four in the morning.

Even though I read the key points at a glance, I still wasted a lot of time.

Jiu'er got up and sorted out the books, went downstairs on time at five o'clock, and when he opened the door, a cool wind came, and he couldn't help but shiver a little, the soldiers at the door seemed to hum the second general, and one was yawning when he suddenly heard the movement and paused, scratching his head in embarrassment: "Is Miss Jiu'er finished?" “

"Hmm, do you need to check?"

The soldier hurriedly shook his head and handed her the identification card in his pocket: "We have already helped you get the points, it is almost dawn, you better go back and rest quickly." “

At first, I didn't think that this would say that she was really sleepy, so she nodded away immediately, hung her head and walked in a hurry, her figure thin and fragile in the night.

"Eh, I've come back to my senses, and I'm still watching when everyone is far away."

The soldier who was watching glared at his teammates when he heard the voice, "You know in your brain that you don't have to think about these, I just want to see what it feels like for the two of them to walk together, is it the kind of book says, born as a pair..."

"It should be a fairy couple."

"With such a couple, I can watch it for ten years without getting tired."

"Come on, you, first of all, you can see, and secondly, can you live for ten years?"

These words were accompanied by a cool breeze, which was cold from the inside out, and they didn't know what to think, so the two of them took a deep breath and looked up at the dark night sky.

Ten years is too far away for now, and it seems like an extravagant hope.

And their efforts persist, maybe nothing can be exchanged.

Jiu'er paused, and the information in his mind was repeated over and over again, the origin of the supernatural person was extremely early, and he was called a genius at first, and then he became a gifted supernatural person, and in the last days, it seemed to be the heyday.

Zombies, on the other hand, are a combination of the living dead and vampires.

In order to highlight the strength of the hero and heroine, the corpse king in the novel "The Strong of the Last Days" calls it the biggest villain boss, with extremely high energy and universal means, Jiu'er has not really fought with it, but feels its nearly three different abilities.

Wind, dark, spiritual.

There is no way to fight back.

Originally, I thought that the corpse king was a multi-line zombie, but now that I think about it, maybe it's not like that.

The Corpse King, perhaps unrelated, generally has the ability to copy or transfer with Mingxuan.

It's just more domineering and vicious, after all, her energy is taken by the other party as her own.

Of course, this was just her guess.

The shadow pulled by the street lamp under the tree, the shoulder turned to a burst of weight, and then a familiar smell rushed into her nose, her shadow was covered by another tall body, the slender hand had been held, she turned her head and raised her eyes, and saw Song Jue frowning slightly, and her voice was low, "The hand is very cold." ”

In the middle of the night, she wore thin clothes, and it was naturally cold enough.

The physique of ordinary people is not generally poor.

But this is not what Jiu'er cares, he took Song Jue's hand and walked back, "Have you waited for a long time?" ”

"Never."

Jiu'er didn't say anything, just looked at his side face without blinking, his hair was cut short again, revealing a smooth forehead, a few scattered broken hairs on his forehead, the bridge of his nose was high, his thin lips were pursed, and his pupils as deep as the sea carried a thousand autumns, full of history, unconsciously deep and introverted and unattainable, and inadvertently sultry in his heart.

Song Jue pinched her face, "Have you seen enough?" ”

"I've seen enough, can I replace it?"

The hand that held her was tight, but Jiu'er's lowered eyebrows and eyes were smiling, and the person who had never been slow said eagerly, "Impossible." ”

"Lord Song is hot now."

"I can stand in front of everyone and be as obscure as I used to be." So, you don't have to worry.

Jiu'er couldn't help but laugh, Song Jue was inconsistent, machismo, and liked people who would say they didn't like it with righteous words.

Such a person will always save her from danger, and will always do something intimate, without asking or talking, and without saying when asked, but it will always make her sour and astringent, and her heart will be warm.

Perhaps, this is the reason to try to stay alive, because someone cares.

"Song Jue..."

"Huh?"

"I'll be by your side again."

"Okay."

Jiu'er hooked the corners of her lips, and the night overlapped the backs of the two, living in each other's lives.