Chapter 658: Junior High School Students
Wan Yi took the terminal and compared it to an unremarkable corner in front of him, and after a while, he did get feedback about the aura of calamity.
Wan also doesn't have much research on disasters, although he seems to be able to encounter disasters often, and somehow he can get some disasters.
This kind of technology for detecting disasters has been developed overtime in recent times in order to deal with some troublesome disasters.
I looked around again, but I couldn't find anything more.
"It's not that easy to catch the clues." Wan also muttered to himself.
But he's not in a hurry, anyway, there is no standard that must be reached this time, and if he really can't do anything, then he can't blame anything on the other side.
After all, it's just cooperation.
Not to mention that the clues this time are actually not broken.
Those people from the Corpse Spirit Sect came to save their little junior sister.
And their little sister was captured and her whereabouts are unknown until now, and there has been a strange thing lingering behind it, but you can try to go down this road to explore.
"Don't move!" A voice came from behind him, and Wan Yi raised his hands in obedience.
The sound of some kind of energy weapon charging sounded, accompanied by the sound of mechanical joints operating and heavy footsteps, the other party was not a person from the Corpse Spirit Sect, but a garrison of the Silver and Gold Union here.
"Shouldn't you just shoot me?" Wan Yi said.
The other party seemed to be stunned by the question, but before he could piece together the words, Wan Yi suddenly turned around and pounced on him.
In the shaky line of sight, his helmet was kicked first, and the vision in front of him began to be in a trance, and his steps were scattered. When he recovered in front of him, he had lost Wan Yi's figure in his field of vision.
He searched in a panic, frequently turned his head to be vigilant around, and at the same time scolded in his heart for the moisture of this armor, and the detector couldn't catch the other party's figure at all!
Suddenly, a face flashed out of the darkness and approached him at a rapid speed.
He hurriedly raised his energy gun and fired, but to no avail, after receiving a heavy blow to the chest, the whole person was in the clouds, and the heavy armor was not much stronger than the cardboard box in front of the opponent's eyes.
Boom!
He smashed into the corner of the wall, and the whole person was dizzy.
"It's too weak, although I really don't have much hope for the level of these people here, but isn't it a bit too much for you to be so dishing?" Wan Yi stepped forward and kicked the iron lump gently.
Seeing that the other party didn't speak, he raised his hand and prepared to directly smash the iron lump and the people inside.
"Don't! Don't kill me! I was taken captive by them! Take advantage of the chaos to escape! Iron spoke again, but this time no longer concealing his voice, and suddenly sounded much younger, as if he was not very old.
"Come out on your own." Wan Yidao.
After tossing for a while, the armor opened, and the little man inside came out in embarrassment.
A dirty-looking little ghost, about fourteen years old, unkempt, and stained with some blood that did not belong to him.
This appearance is indeed convincing.
"Where's the armor?"
"I'll use it when someone wears it dies, and it's very safe to wear." The kid muttered quietly.
"And now?"
"I'm insecure."
Wan Yi couldn't help but laugh: "Crossing over? ”
"Hmm."
The child was frightened by Wan Yi's performance before, and he seemed very well-behaved at this time, and Wan Yi answered whatever he asked.
Thanks to this, Wan Yi quickly learned about his situation from his mouth.
This child's name is "Mo Hong", a fourteen-year-old junior high school student, an unlucky Broken World Traveler, and as soon as he lands, it is a battlefield.
Not directly into a "box" can only be said to be a blessing in misfortune, falling around this station and being caught red-handed.
Although the Broken World is in a state of severe overpopulation due to the collapse of the Boundary Belt, the battlefield is an eternal bottomless pit, and the two warring sides do not represent the entire Broken World.
Among the warring sides in this local battlefield, if he is encountered by the people of the Corpse Spirit Sect, it is more likely that he will be captured and returned, and if he is lucky, he will be mixed into a low-level disciple, and if he is unlucky, he will be directly used as a practice material for the production of corpse puppets. The latter is more likely.
If it falls on a deeper battlefield, it is not strange when death is affected.
The silver-level sky island union here, naturally it will not treat the captives well. Some of the refugees were captured by them and used as cannon fodder. may be because of the rampant relationship between the "troupe" some time ago, which made many people realize the value of suicide bombs.
Although it is impossible to cultivate a super human bomb that is as powerful as the troupe, fearless of death and chasing people, the number of piles or traps are good considerations.
In this war, the silver-class Sky Island Union has no qualms about using homeless people to make suicide bombs.
It's useless, but it's more than enough to disgust the other side.
Mo Hong was arrested by the garrison here for this reason.
Fortunately, he did not wait for himself to be buried in a bomb and then hypnotized to be dragged to be cannon fodder, but waited for the attack of the Corpse Spirit Sect.
A garrison who was supposed to be the commander was beheaded in advance, and Mo Hong took over the armor.
Although the security seems to be very high, he can't use it at all, and he won't even open the auxiliary mode, and he was hit by Wan Yi on the spot.
After talking about his situation, Mo Hong looked at Wan Yi uneasily: "Sir, you seem to be different from those who are crazy in battle...... Will you kill me? ”
"It's hard to say, it depends on the mood, although I rarely do anything under the age of eighteen." Wan also shrugged.
Mo Hong was a little surprised: "Do you still pick age for killing?" Is this caring for children and teenagers? ”
After speaking, before Wan Yi could speak, he suddenly realized: "Understood!" Murderers all have some fetishes of their own. You could be that kind of murderer! ”
“…… You don't really feel safe, do you? Wan Yi looked at him for a while, making his heart furious, and at the same time, he said coldly.
"No, I was already desperate for my life about three hours ago. It's best to be able to live, and if you can't, there's nothing to regret. There's been a war going on in this place, and I don't know if my mom and dad are here too. After all, life is too fragile on the battlefield. ”
Wan Yi looked at the junior high school student with some surprise: "You really see it, you are really only fourteen years old?" ”
"Actually, I'm ready to skip a grade, don't look at me like this, my brain is pretty good."
"So you're actually a high school student?"
"It doesn't sound like much...... "Mo Hong realized that the matter of skipping a grade didn't seem to be convincing here.
"Forget it, the killing spree has just been done, and I'm not interested for the time being. Since you have been held in this place for a while, and you are still a captive, I will ask you a few questions, and if you ask them well, I will let you go. Wan Yidao.
"Sir, if you just let me go, I feel that I can't survive alone, with thin arms and legs." Mo Hong whispered.
Wan Yi looked at him and couldn't help laughing: "Are you bargaining?" ”
"Don't dare." Mo Hong bowed his head.
Wan Yi looked at him, thinking that this junior high school student is indeed quite interesting, he is not small, and his brain is indeed very bright.
Considering that he is about to skip a grade, then rounding up is half a high school student.
Since Xu Shen and Yan Xuan, new "high school students" have appeared.
It seems that compared to Japanese high school students, high school students in our country are quite capable in the other world.
(End of chapter)