Suzhou and Hangzhou, Zifeng Private College, this is a private middle school established in recent years, backed by several major domestic consortia and a number of famous enterprises, with strong financial resources and a notoriously beautiful environment on campus.

Pavilions and paths, rows of high-rise buildings, European-style gardens, coupled with cherry blossoms blooming throughout the campus in all seasons, that scene of beautiful scenery is unforgettable, the photos of the school park circulated from the Internet are sought after by countless Suzhou and Hangzhou residents, and Zifeng is also known as one of the top ten most unmissable landscapes in the local area.

In the afternoon, on the roof of the teaching building, the breeze blows off the cherry blossoms, and the West Lake in the distance is like a green mirror, glowing with a little phosphorescence in the sun, and the mountains are dazzling.

Mo Wen knelt on one knee, holding ninety-nine bright red roses in his hand, and said loudly to the girl in front of him: "I like you, Shen Aoqing, please have a relationship with me!" ”

A great location, a great time, a handsome appearance, and a lot of money, so far his confession here has a 100% drop rate, because his heart is full of confidence, and his face is already full of smiles.

It's a pity that everything is wonderful because there are often accidents, and in the face of the bright red imported roses, the girl took a step back, and her face showed a hint of sarcasm.

"Mo Da Shao, how many women have you said this to in this place?"

Director, this script is wrong!

Touching his nose embarrassedly, Mo Wen was stunned and roared in his heart, but under the girl's eyes with contempt, he didn't lie after all, and said calmly: "Count you as the twelfth, after all, we are a private school garden here, and it is inconvenient to bring outsiders in!" ”

"-Oh? So I would like to thank our house for the rules that allowed me to be the twelfth person to be convicted here? ”

The girl elongated her tone and looked at the eighteen-year-old boy in front of her with a smile.

In all fairness,The other party is perfect in all aspects.,That's handsome enough to be called a school grass.,Model-like tall and sturdy figure,Plus the best value in the entire private school park、Decent demeanor,It's just a template for the perfect boyfriend.,No wonder so many girls in the class like him.,It's a pity that this kind of flowery character is not his own dish at all-

"I'm sorry, Mo Dashao, I don't like you, so please don't pester me again in the future!"

Refusing cleanly, the girl flicked her long hair and turned away.

With the sound of the door closing, the entire empty rooftop was immediately left with a stunned face of Mo Wen holding roses.

"Ahh Failed! ”

Scratching his head, Mo Wen slowly stood up from the ground, and casually threw the bouquet of roses from the rooftop that was enough for the ordinary people to eat for a year, he sighed, but there was no regret on his face.

Today's weather is very good, the sky is bright but not hot, the breeze blowing slowly caresses the cheeks, always makes people feel lazy, leaning on the fence, Mo Wen's originally restless heart slowly calmed down.

At this moment, there was a sound of twisting hands from the side of the rooftop door, and a man with glasses and a somewhat dark skin walked up, holding two cans in his hands, and the signs on them should be beer.

Mo Wen raised his eyes to see it, then pursed his lips senselessly, and said in a long voice: "Xiao Hei, I'm out of love!" ”

The person who came helped his glasses up, but there was a flash of understanding in his eyes.

"First of all, you're not out of love, you're just dating? It's just a failure.,According to the consistent performance of our study committee,This result can actually be expected a long time ago.,After all, the other party is a rare serious person in the school park.,I won't kneel and lick it because you have a little money at home! ”

"Secondly, don't call me Xiao Hei, I have a name - Jingyuan, this is the 1342nd time I have reminded you, I hope there will be no more 1343rd time!"

His mouth was even more biased, Mo Wen didn't take his best friend's words to heart at all, snatched the beer in the other party's hand, and after pulling it away, it was a burst of wild pouring.

"Got it, Blackie!"

Shaking his head helplessly, seeing that Mo Wen was still the same dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water, Jingyuan didn't say anything anymore, pulled away the beer in his hand, and also leaned on the top of the fence.

Unlike Mo Wen's gulping and pouring wildly, Jingyuan drank slowly and methodically, looking like a Sven beast.

Quietly drinking wine and looking at the sky quietly, neither of them spoke, and the silent scenery would definitely scream if it was seen by the rotten girl.

However, the next moment, Mo Wen suddenly burst out, and threw the beer can in his hand off the rooftop.

"Ahh

"Blackie, I really want to die!!"

The handsome face was distorted for a moment, and there were faint bloodshots in his eyes, and the young man was like a demon from hell at this moment, smashing the railing with both hands, and roaring at the sky fiercely.

As if he was accustomed to the performance of his companions, Jing Yuan first took a sip of beer, and then said, "Really? Then this time I suggest you jump directly from here, save time and effort, and also reduce the academic burden for us, from the perspective of opportunity cost, I suggest you-"

Jing Yuan Mo Wen didn't finish listening to his words, because just after he yelled and screamed, a cold and ruthless voice suddenly came from his ears.

"Space number 10086, Earth, officially sinking into the nightmare space, the current location is the first nightmare area virus world, all newcomer dream interpreters will survive in this space for 15,768,000 seconds, and then start a new round of nightmare area rotation, codename 1000345 Dream Interpreter, you have unlocked the nightmare talent ······"

Time and space flowed, and in that moment, the world in front of me seemed to be distorted and became a little illusory.

It's just that the feeling comes and goes away quickly, and after a few moments it returns to normal.

Knocking on his head, Mo Wen's face was a little dazed, and he turned his head to look at Jingyuan.

"Xiao Hei, I seem to have drunk too much, and I actually have auditory hallucinations-"

The breeze on the rooftop was still warm and warm, but Mo Wen's blood suddenly coagulated, cold to the bottom of his heart.

In his eyes, he no longer saw his dark-skinned friend, but something with a similar appearance, but with a carrion face and a bloody mouth like a zombie in a movie.

As if sensing his gaze, the thing cracked its mouth and pounced.

"Damn it!"

His face was blue and white for a while, although his head had not yet received what was going on, but his body reacted first, Mo Wen jumped back, and crawled to the ground to open the distance between him and the zombie Xiao Hei.

While!

The blow failed, and the zombie Xiao Hei slapped on the fence beside him at once, and from the crisp muffled sound, you could hear how much strength the other party used.

Damn it! Damn it! Damn!······

The little wine he had just drunk had all turned into cold sweat and drained out, looking at the zombie who turned around slowly, Mo Wen's eyes were rolling wildly, and his brain was frantically thinking of a way.

What's going on, is that voice telling the truth?

The First Nightmare Zone, the World of Viruses?

Xiao Hei is dead, what should I do?

There are no weapons, and there is nothing to use on the rooftop!

Do zombies have weaknesses? It doesn't look like it's slow just now! Need to smash his head? Will I also be 'infected' if I am bitten?

One thought after another quickly turned in his mind, Mo Wen took a deep breath, and while stepping back a little, he cautiously prepared to start the next move.

However, the scene that happened in the next moment made him sulk in his heart, so he was so angry that he was angry.

I saw that Xiao Hei, the zombie who had just pounced on him, did not pounce again after hitting the fence with a blow, but shook his arm like a normal person, bared his teeth and spoke.

"Well, the pain is still there, and there is no increase in strength and speed, is this my talent like this, or is it the wrong way to use it just now?"