After the item system got stuck intermittently for about five minutes, it shut itself down on the spot.
It gave up analyzing the ingredients of this thing, and after leaving a paragraph of garbled annotations, it was misfired.
When he jumped off the building just now to escape, Sun Guojing suffered a fractured leg.
However, under the stimulation of great sadness and joy, his legs were as soft as cooked noodles, and he even forgot his identity as an upright animal, making it difficult to walk on his own.
With the help of the two brothers, Sun Guojing and his group staggered back to classroom 403.
After a while, Sun Guojing slowly realized what Nan Zhou had done in the chaos.
... Did you close that door?
Nan Zhou didn't seem to think that he had done something extraordinary.
After he came back, he wiped his hands with the wet wipes he brought, and concentrated on eating apples for energy.
Sun Guojing asked tremblingly, "Where is the door...? Where's that monster?"
Nan Zhou put down the apple core: "What monster?"
He didn't see it at all. He only saw the door.
Sun Guojing: "..."
For the next five minutes, he exhausted the limit of his language ability and tried his best to describe the terrifying appearance of the monster.
Every distorted face, every twisted limb, the soft, flabby, dead skin-like touch…
He jumped out of the window on the fifth floor of the east and limped to the place where there was still light on the campus, but was grabbed by one of the countless hands and dragged him all the way back—
His description made other people who had never seen the full face of the monster shuddered and palpitated.
Nan Zhou looked at him: "..."
Nan Zhou's face did not change: "Ah."
Sun Guojing: "..."
What does "ah" mean? !
Nan Zhou didn't seem to be able to empathize with his madness, and comforted him: "It's gone, you don't have to be afraid."
Sun Guojing: "??" Is that the question
Li Yinhang was also in shock.
She asked Nan Zhou uncertainly: "That monster... is it safe to put it in the warehouse?"
Nan Zhou was willing to say more to his teammates.
"At that time, I carefully observed that door," he said.
"When the door is closed, there is no light inside, as if there is a wall behind the door."
"When you open it again, there is light inside."
"I think the corridor on the fourth floor is twelve steps longer than the other corridors. We can feel this after testing. Only this door is something we can't usually see and can only appear at a certain point in time."
"According to what you said, that monster grabs people by constantly stretching the white matter, so its body should still be inside this non-existent door. That power is the same as this door, it is the same as the whole body. living creatures."
"This door is also the passage of that power, the entrance, the medium, and it happens to be an entity that can be touched."
"The warehouse can accept entities."
"I'll take it apart and store it in a warehouse."
"Anyway, Sun Guojing was about to be arrested at that time. It's okay to try it. The worst thing is that it can't be contained."
Trio: "… "
… make sense.
But the fuck always felt like something was wrong.
Sun Guojing said incredulously, "Aren't you afraid that it will climb out to find you?!"
Nan Zhou glanced at his warehouse.
Nan Zhou said, "It doesn't seem to be able to."
The snow-white human body wrapped around the door was tragically relocated, and now it seems that he heard Nan Zhou's words from a distance.
But this terrifying scene seemed intimidating in the small window of the warehouse, with a string of garbled characters explained below, like a dynamic miniature landscape.
Li Yinhang: "..." If she was that monster, she would have been pissed off by now.
Jiang Fang said with a smile: "The warehouse is the official basic tool of Gravity. It only stipulates that all kinds of objects can be put in, and there is no rule that the dungeon boss cannot be put in it."
… crap.
Which neurotic player would grab a dungeon boss and put it in his backpack? !
Oh yes, that neurotic player is right in front of them.
The trio were shocked inside, and they were dumbfounded on the surface.
Nan Zhou nodded, agreeing with Jiang Fang's judgment.
"The warehouse has accepted it, so it can't be spit out. Otherwise, it's against the rules of the warehouse itself."
Having said that, Nan Zhou suddenly took a breath.
The trio thought he remembered something important again, and couldn't help but hold their breath and listen carefully.
"We still have a day and a half." Nan Zhou looked at Jiang Fang, "We will have a lot of bonus points, won't we?"
Jiang Fang looked at Nanzhou.
When he said this, there was a rare bit of innocence in his cold and calm expression.
No one could see that he was carrying a twisted and angry monster on his body, and that his fingers that smelled of apples could easily break a person's neck.
When Jiang Fang looked at him, he also stared at Jiang Fang without hesitation, waiting for an answer that he agreed with.
Jiang Fang put his arms around his neck and rubbed: "Are you going to praise him?"
Nan Zhou said frankly, "Yes."
He felt that Jiang Fang was evenly matched with him.
So getting his approval will be more valuable than anyone else's approval.
Jiang Fang didn't say anything, the hand on his shoulder snapped his fingers on his left ear.
Nan Zhou followed the sound and subconsciously focused his entire attention on his left ear.
Immediately, Jiang Fang's fingertips moved a little faster under his ears, whose nerves were still highly sensitive, and placed a seal, like a kiss.
Nan Zhou: "?"
Jiang Fang looked at him with a smile: "Write it down first."
Nan Zhou did not understand.
But he understood that Jiang Fang meant to write it down first and buy him dessert as a reward.
He touched his ears and felt that the place Jiang Fang touched was warm and comfortable.
But when he thought that he had many friends, and he was only one of N's many friends, Nan Zhou pursed his lips and said nothing more.
Li Yinhang: "..."
Trio: "… "
Sorry to say goodbye.
The dungeon bosses who were originally going to lock everyone up were locked up alive, and all the negative effects on them were completely offset.
After a long time, Sun Guojing felt the pain in his leg, and he was helped by Luo Ge and Qi Tianyun to the 24-hour medical staff with grinning teeth--gt;gt;
room.
However, the copy still stipulates a 120-hour survival time.
What they have to do now is very simple.
- Wait for the copy to end.
Nan Zhou didn't mind the boss who was crazy and angry in his item slot.
He carried it, and slept soundly and soundly.
He didn't dream, only felt someone touching his ear in a trance.
The ears became warmer under repeated rubbing.
Nan Zhou rubbed forward and leaned against a embrace that was facing him.
Nan Zhou asked, "Aren't you going to sleep?"
Jiang Fang said, "Wait a minute. I'm thinking about something."
Nanzhou is very sleepy.
Although he didn't show his face, he was still very tired today.
Nan Zhou asked, "do you miss your friends?"
Jiang Fang laughed: "I'm thinking of a friend of mine. He used to love me very much."
Nan Zhou: "… "
Nan Zhou: "Oh."
Jiang Fang: "But maybe it's been too long. I remembered it backwards."
Nan Zhou thought unconvincingly, I also have friends.
That friend planted an apple tree in front of my window.
But he was very sleepy, and before he had time to refute, he fell asleep again.
Jiang Fang's fingertips touched his ear, like a kiss.
He couldn't hear Jiang Fang whispering "I'm sorry" to him.
…
Early Monday morning, last Friday's mid-term test results.
Nan Zhou was wearing Jiang Fang's pajamas and pajamas. When he was washing in his washroom, the phone on his side buzzed and vibrated endlessly, as if urging him to die.
He picked up the phone and glanced at it.
The news came from his dormitory group.
A group of brothers in the group bombed the camp, and they all beat their chests and their feet, and their hearts were broken.
"Nan Zhou, you're a goddamn disloyal!"
"Do you feel at ease reviewing behind your brothers' backs!!"
"Perfect score! Do you get a full score in the test for something like "History of Foreign Architecture"?!"
Nan Zhou carefully read every piece of information.
Then he replied in the group: "I didn't say I didn't review."
"I'm just asking you, which one to take."
The group was silent: "..." Really.
But the group soon became noisy again.
"It's okay not to be loyal! Please eat!"
"Please eat BBQ!"
"I order twenty bunches of big kidneys!"
Nan Zhou replied, "Okay."
Immediately, he put the phone on the side of the washbasin.
Standing in front of the mirror, he turned on the faucet and unfolded the group of sketches on the fifth floor of the east that he had torn out.
Losing the influence of that power, the writing in the lower right corner of the sketch paper became clearly visible again.
Nan Zhou read the numbers one by one with the tip of his left finger, and held the phone in his right hand.
He dialed that number.
The phone rang only once and was picked up.
Xie Xiangyu's voice over there contained a heartwarming smile: "Congratulations. I saw it yesterday, and it was a beautiful break."
Nan Zhou didn't want to talk about it with people who had no sense of participation: "I think you have something to tell me."
Xie Xiangyu laughed heartily and sent out an invitation: "See you on the rooftop of the international student dormitory at 12 o'clock tonight."
Nan Zhou hung up the phone and continued to wash up.
Li Yinhang came in with a yawn and said vaguely "Morning" to him.
Nan Zhou also nodded to her.
From Nan Zhou's point of view, this was just an ordinary date.
The day went by like this.
The crisis was put in Nan Zhou's pocket, and the transition was smooth.
Nan Zhou went to class and calmly accepted the praise from the foreign architectural history teacher, invited his roommates to dinner, and secretly added a pair of egg tarts to himself in the evening.
He didn't mention to anyone what he had planned for tonight.
At 11:50, after confirming that Jiang Fang and Li Yinhang were both asleep, Nan Zhou got up, put on Jiang Fang's coat, and walked out silently like a cat.
When he gently and silently twisted open the dormitory door and let a ray of light from the corridor penetrate into the room, the only one who was awakened was the South Pole Star.
It groaned dazedly.
Nan Zhou put his index finger to his lips and said in a low voice, "Shh."
Nanji Xing, who didn't wake up, staggered and ran towards Nanzhou with his short legs, slid in along his trousers, and hugged his ankles tightly.
Nan Zhou looked down at its fleshy little tail on the upper of his shoe, and left with it without saying anything.
Xie Xiangyu stood on the edge of the rooftop and looked towards the dormitory of the sports department.
The red and blue light of the police car was lit there, flashing on and off, and it was bizarre, like a one-eyed blinking rapidly.
"It's so realistic." Xie Xiangyu sighed, "It's like a real world."
Nan Zhou walked to his side and saw the scene he was watching.
Nan Zhou asked, "What happened?"
Xie Xiangyu said: "I heard that a student from the sports department was missing. It's so pitiful. I don't know where it went."
Saying that, he looked at Nan Zhou.
This was also the first time that Nan Zhou could see Xie Xiangyu's face clearly.
The face seen in the photo of the camping club is after all the character "Xie Xiangyu" set in the copy, which is not vivid enough.
The face in front of him is handsome, arrogant, young, with an invincible confidence and publicity.
Nan Zhou squinted his eyes, and felt that such an expression, such a combination of facial features, was a bit familiar.
But he can't remember.
So he asked, "How did you get in?"
That power disappeared, and it was not easy for Xie Xiangyu to pass the access control of the international student dormitory again.
Xie Xiangyu took out an access card for the international student dormitory from his pocket and shook it in front of him.
Nan Zhou understood.
When he stole Brother Fang's room card, he could easily lead the sheep.
Nan Zhou asked, "What's the matter with you?"
Xie Xiangyu: "Since you came to my appointment, you should know what I want to do."
Nan Zhou looked at him and shook his head silently.
Xie Xiangyu stretched out his hand to him, with a sharp and warm light in his eyes: "Nanzhou, be my teammate." :,