Genius remembers in a second [Aishang Novel Network biquge.info] to provide you with wonderful novels to read.

Chapter 62

Matthew, Morgan, Lulu

Early the next morning, Cesar's group finally emerged from the cemetery and began the final day of testing.

After a good afternoon yesterday, Cesar finally climbed to 11th place, while Sack fell to 1o. The new team beat countless zombies yesterday, and the results of the two of them both entered the top ten, but the two of them who couldn't help all kinds of food ** spent a lot of red cards on the vending machine, and their grades dropped sharply, but they didn't care, because there were more advanced black cards in the account today.

At present, the No. 1 ranking is still Matthew, with 21 black cards. In second place is still Morgan, with eight black cards. 3rd place Lulu, the same as 4th and 5th, a black card, and a slight red card lead.

While Cesar was heading to the hunting area, Morgan, who had changed into clean clothes, walked indifferently towards the camp where Masosore was stationed. Unlike other exams, Matthew was unable to enter the cemetery for the night because of his natural willingness, but he was protected by four high-level undead by his side, and he did not need to enter the cemetery to seek refuge.

"Are you sure the information is correct?" said Matthew, dressed in a neat white suit, sitting on a folding stool, waxing himself with a stinking fart, and asked the ghoul in front of him.

"Roar...... Roar...... "The ghoul snorted as he gestured his limbs.

"Is it true that someone brought a grenade into the examination room and was not warned?" said Matthew's eyes brightened brighter and brighter.

The ghoul nodded, then pulled out two pieces of broken shrapnel and handed them over. This shrapnel is the remains of a pineapple left behind by Cesar when he abused zombies.

"Tsk, there really is such a loophole, it seems that I am still too naïve, and I am embarrassed to even take out the pistol I carry with me. If I had known I could do this, I would have bulldozed Morgan's garbage. Why are you still stunned, little ones, come here and get the guys!"

Matthew called the geek of science who was carrying her bag, took out a large sheet of phase paper from her backpack, and visually measured the sum of all the phase papers in Far Sisa. Confirming the fingerprint and entering the password, Matthew dragged out four and a half people-tall green wooden boxes from it.

At his beckoning, nearly sixty ordinary zombies poured out from behind the four high-level undead, and they lined up in a coordinated line to the wooden box, taking out one rifle after another from it, and several magazines hung from their waists.

"Hey, it's a pity that these guys are brain-dead, otherwise they form a phalanx, what else do I have to be afraid of?" Looking at the ordinary zombies with a demented face and even a gun reversed, Matthew said with a headache.

"Human, I'm not stupid! give me a hand!" the muscular werewolf zombie began.

"You're not stupid, if it weren't for my buff, would you be able to speak? Also, what do you want a gun for? Look at your muscles, isn't a punch worse than a shot?"

While Matthew was chattering and complaining, Morgan, dressed in black, also came to the edge of the camp. He did not hide his figure for a sneak attack, but looked at Matthew openly, and then raised his arm and poked out his index finger to point at Matthew from afar, and challenged.

"Cut, this idiot is here again. Today, let the Great Demon King of Matthew tell you, what is despair! This time I must gouge out your eyes! What are you doing in a daze? Ghouls, zombies, go up and kill him! Skeletons, stitch women, stay by my side and be on guard. Shoot me, stupid hats, don't care about zombies and ghouls, they can't be killed!" pulled out a telescope, and Matthew, who was on the folding stool, commanded excitedly.

On the other side, the black aura of death wrapped around Morgan's body, the sound of his heart beating became louder in vain, the muscles of his limbs expanded several times, a row of bone spurs burst out of his back spine, and his eyes became extremely black.

A crazy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and Morgan suddenly stepped forward, killing towards the battlefield ahead, like a bolt of lightning, avoiding countless stray bullets, and heading straight for the werewolf zombies, and did not choose to protect Matthew.

At this time, Morgan did not use any equipment, nor did he use any martial arts, and only relied on his inhuman body to reach the level of a high-level undead. He's surprisingly fast at the moment, on par with the masked sister who uses equipment to snatch the black card.

'Bang!' Crash, Morgan slammed into the werewolf zombie's chest, knocking it back a full ten meters. Then he screamed and tore with the werewolf, and finally scuffled.

Looking at the tragic struggle in the distance, Ma Xiu opened his mouth wide and yawned: "There is no level of hand-to-hand combat, brain-dead combat concept, can only kill my four younger brothers to completely defeat me? Look at your stupidity, I really can't bear to shoot a black gun." ”

Hearing Matthew's taunt, the female scientodian on the side replied, "He's just pushing his limits." ”

"Are you despising me?" Matthew glanced at the female weirdo.

"I didn't mean to laugh at you, you have different concepts of fighting. He pursues fair fights, sharpens himself, and pushes the limits. And you only seek the result of victory. ”

"That's right! I hate unskilled hand-to-hand combat. By the way, what are your origins? You actually know this, not only is you knowledgeable, but you also speak fluently, which is so right that you are better than these three idiots. Matthew replied satisfied.

"My body was a student in the 58th class of molars, the exact cause of death is unknown, and the body was used as a teaching item by a tutor to make an artificial person in class. After that, he was buried in the Wasteland of Dry Bones and catalyzed into the undead. Because the death was not long, the corpse was fresh enough, and I inherited some of the memories of my life. The Scientodian said calmly.

"It's so funny that you actually use the corpses of students to give lectures...... I thought that Black Molar, like other advanced colleges, only taught those things within the restricted level, and practiced with standard golem targets! Matthew said with interest.

"Black Molars belong to the Church of Damnation's Focus Academy, and many of the instructors are big level 6 wanted criminals, because of the interference of the Northern Underworld, they have not been arrested. We are a model college known for our education, cultivating students' outstanding creative ability, self-learning ability, and shaping a correct outlook on life, worldview, and values...... Every year, a large number of talents will be sent to the big 6. The female scientist gushed about the benefits of black molars, but unfortunately the tone was flat and passionate, and the content gave people a misleading feeling of ruining the three views.

"I would venture to ask, how many of the graduates of Black Molars will be wanted by the authorities every year?" said Matthew. Listen to your tone, this is the cradle of high-level criminals, right? After all, Big 6 has always circulated the famous saying that 'since ancient times, there are many elites in the death system'!

"Less than one-twentieth, only those poor students who are not strong-willed, misled by teachers, or are not good at learning their arts, will show their feet and be officially revealed. As long as you are cautious, there will be no problem. The same is true for other colleges, where the proportion of molars graduates who are wanted is not high, and they can only rank about 12 in the whole university. The weirdo said honestly.

"Your Excellency knows a lot, can you sign a contract with me and become my exclusive undead?" Although this undead is not good-looking, it is indeed first-class, and it seems to be a high-achieving student before his death, and it belongs to the kind with potential. As long as she opens it well, she will definitely be able to evolve into a rare intelligent undead.

"I'm sorry, but I'm the private property of Molar College, number 7654. In order to get my ownership, I have to make a deal with the Academy. The female weirdo said helplessly, she didn't dislike Matthew, the son-in-law. It's too hard in the wasteland, with few resources and slow evolution, if she can catch Ma Xiu, she will soon be able to ascend......

"It's a pity, number 7654, are you the 7654th high-level undead in the Dry Bone Wasteland?"

Matthew asked a question that made his scalp tighter, and then got an answer that made his scalp tighter.

"No, I'm the 7654th finished android in the Dry Bone Wasteland. The weirdo replied.

"Isn't it? Where are so many undead coming from? Is the underworld going to invade this world?"

"Only a small number of the high-level undead in the Dry Bone Wasteland come from the underworld, and most of them are the products of their mentors and students. Master Matthew, that Morgan has already killed the werewolf. The weirdo reminded herself.

"It's okay, the werewolf's black card is in my hand, let the ghoul consume his body first, and I'll make a move later. By the way, you lazy worms, keep shooting! Shoot me all the bullets in this box!" looked at the stupid zombies, and Matthew yelled.

......

On the other side, Lulu, who had come to the side of the No. 4 vending machine, was anxiously staring at a muscular zombie warrior in the vending machine.

The body is strong, two meters tall, with a claw on the left hand, a bone sledgehammer in the right hand, and the head has also been replaced with a deterrent lion head, and there is a note next to the container with a line of small characters written on it: 112th xxx.xx system zuò. Cadaver construction, low-level organ reinforcement, intermediate handling of limbs, no intelligence, consumables, combat, 34% of patients.

"Young man, do you want to buy it? If you don't, I'm going to set off. The goblin on horseback urged, but there was a treacherous look in his eyes.

This kind of stupid boy who has never seen the world is best deceived, only looking at the appearance and not looking at the quality, those shoddy goods made by senior students can always be sold at a good price.

"Wait, I'll think about it again!" looked at the three high-level undead in the container with different forms, but they were extremely ferocious, and a long string of saliva flowed.

Now that my ranking has changed again, there are actually two more people who have obtained black cards, and my advantage is no longer obvious! My strength cannot hunt high-level undead, and if you want to get a black card, you must have a high-level undead of your own. Is it worth a black card and three chances to buy it?!!!!?

"Hurry up, don't delay me, I still have to go to the Southern District to buy breakfast!" the undead goblin old man urged.

"What's the hurry? I'll buy it!"

Angrily inserted a black card, slapped the button, and only heard a 'bang', and the murderous combination zombie of the photo gang fell out of the container. Lulu looked left and right, then commanded five of his men, picked up the heavy zombie, and then sneakily walked out into the grass.

"Wealth is in danger, whether you live or die depends on this time!" Faded the pants of the combination zombie, revealing the swarthy PP, and Lu Lu revealed the crazy look of the gambler fighting to the death, and then moved his talent.

Fail!

It's okay, there's still a chance, come again!

Move again!

Fail!

Hahaha, these two times must have been saving luck. I saved three times yesterday and two more times today, and this time the success rate of the talent is as high as 99.99%, and I will definitely succeed this time!

Move again!!!

Fail......

Slowly putting on the zombie's pants, Lulu stood up with a desperate face. Without this black card, his ranking fell directly to eighth, which made him accept that he was still in the top three just now?

Helplessly kneeling in the grass, he began to cry. As a member of the royal family, he came to the Northern Regions from the blue ocean thousands of miles away in order to get a good result and make his parents happy. Now that he has lost the third, what face does he have back to the blue ocean?

The five transformed strong zombies in the back squatted down one after another when they saw their owners crying, and patted Lulu's shoulder as a sign of comfort.

"Woo woo! I understand, you must be strong! This is just the entrance exam, and I will definitely be able to prove myself if I have a chance in the future. But I'm really not reconciled! I just want to open up the gap with the fourth, why is this happening?"

"Roar, roar!" the strong man pulled out a red card from his puru pocket and roared loudly.

"Red card? What's the use of a red card? There are black cards in the fourth and fifth...... If I fall from third, then there will be no black card for fifth place! As long as I collect enough red cards, I will be able to hit fifth place! Although it is not as good as third, it is better than eighth. Hey, I'm still too greedy, if I don't gamble this time, I can accumulate more red cards, and I can open up the gap with the fourth! This is my shortcoming, I must correct it!" Lulu wiped away her tears, stood up again, and muttered to herself.

"Where should I hunt? The zombies and skeletons in the vicinity have almost all been killed by the candidates, and it is too dangerous to go deeper, so it is better to ...... It's better to rob your classmates! Anyway, there is no limit to the means!" Thinking of this, he burst into tears and smiled, led the five younger brothers, and went to find fault with his classmates with a murderous face.

......

......

Ask for a recommendation......