Chapter 117 Zombie Crisis

Lin Musen didn't run for too long. Although he relied on the speed, the speed exceeded that of Mo Ling, and ran far away, but the speed soon disappeared, and finally he was chased by Mo Ling. Although Lin Musen also tried to resist the law violently with the idea of resisting to the death, but who was Mo Ling? Momen disciples, and I don't know how many levels of Momen disciples are higher than Lin Musen...

So Lin Musen was tied up like a zongzi by the lion beside Mo Ling, and flew to the depths of the Infinite Mountain like a wind and lightning.

On a higher cliff, Mo Ling stopped, and the machine lion also put Lin Musen on the ground. Lin Musen is now dizzy and nauseous. It's really the feeling of motion sickness and airsickness. By the way, I didn't have so many reactions when I flew. Sure enough, the weaver girl's conscience was greatly bad, and she deliberately added this effect to this mobile mode...

"Brother... Speaking of which, I don't know what my brother's name is. It's not convenient to call him that. Can you tell me his name?"

Lin Musen lay on the ground and rolled his eyes like a placed zongzi: "My name is Nu Hai Shengtao!"

Mo Ling lowered her head for a while and then raised her head: "Can you turn on your friend's switch?"

Lin Musen Daqi: "Friend switch? How can you add friends?

Mo Ling smiled: "My brother laughed. People who are good at practicing naturally have mastered this small but convenient spell."

Lin Musen secretly shouted in his heart. It turns out that high-intelligent NPCs can add friends... It is estimated that the vast majority of players still don't know about this matter. Can they look for some business opportunities in this? Lin Musen's mind is now full of all kinds of money, and the price of the little white snake stimulates him.

After a long time, Mo Ling saw that Lin Musen did not respond, as if he understood something and sneered: "Brother, it's better not to play tricks with me. You should know that your life is under my control. Although I also know that you aliens are not afraid of death, and it is common to resurrect after death, but if you are made into a zombie..."

Lin Musen believes that the Weaver Girl will definitely not dare to turn the player into the same zombie as outside, otherwise the player's trouble game company alone will be enough to drink a pot. But this does not mean that if you really become a zombie, you won't let your mental skills change... If you can't make a big pit, can't you make a small pit? Even if you make trouble with the game company, you can say that you have chosen to hit the south wall... So Lin Musen dares not bet. He is quite satisfied with his current state.

So he reluctantly reported his real name and added friends with Mo Ling. Thinking that his first NPC friend was actually a traitor of Momen, he might kill himself at any time. Lin Musen was so sad that he almost burst into tears...

After Mo Ling added Lin Musen's friend, he looked down at him kindly: "Brother Wutong, don't worry, brother is not malicious. You see, I'm also beautiful here..."

Lin Musen secretly scolded Nima. Is this also called Shan Qingshui Xiu? The mountains are full of poisonous fog of various colors, and the water is colorful!

"The climate is pleasant..."

Damn it, this poisonous fog can poison people to death with one breath. How is it still pleasant?

"Free and comfortable..."

You remove these ropes that tie me and then be free!

"...It's still a good place. It's not aggrieved to live, Brother Wutong." After Mo Ling's long speech, Lin Musen lay on the ground and rolled his eyes.

"Well, I won't say those useless things." Seeing that his younger brother was determined to be uncooperative, Mo Ling finally stopped wandering around the bush: "Brother, you should come to me this time, right?"

Lin Musen felt that it was not a way not to nip his voice like this. Since Mo Ling was willing to communicate, he hummed and agreed.

Mo Ling sighed: "Our leader is also affectionate and righteous. He has sent more than one person to me. But I can't go back to Momen now. I feel ashamed..."

Lin Musen immediately said, "Why don't you go back with me?" Our Momen has always been magnanimous. Does Mochuan know that? After decades of rebellion, hasn't the head of Mohe forgiven him? As long as you have difficulties in what you do, the leader will not blame you too much..."

Mo Ling sighed again: "It's too late. If you are the first to come to the younger brother, there may be some possibility..."

Lin Musen's heart asked the first guy to come to you. When he came to you, I guess the game hadn't started yet. At that time, your brother and I was still full of thinking about flying with the sword. Who knew that now he is stepping on a machine eagle to fly back and forth all day long...

"When those brothers saw me doing research again, they were immediately indignant and wanted to clean up the door. I couldn't make sense to them. In the end, I could only bear the pain and treat them..."

"Kill it?" Lin Musen talked to him.

"It has become a zombie..." The truth of the fact made Lin Musen suddenly sweat again.

Mo Ling's expression was slightly sad: "I just came here and happened to meet Wu Menggui, the head of Tianyi Sect. I felt that his idea was very suitable for me, so I stayed to help. As for the betrayal of the master, is it so serious?"

Lin Musen was tied to the ground and couldn't wipe his sweat: "Uh... What is the concept of the noble master of Wumeng? Can you be willing to stay?"

As soon as he heard Lin Musen's words, Mo Ling's eyes immediately glowed: "The master of the Wu thought that the power of individual zombies or machine armor is very limited. The zombies are too stupid and inconvenient to move, and although the machine armor is flexible enough, it is easy to damage. He believes that with the mechanism parts as the skeleton and integrated into the zombie production, it will be able to integrate the copper and iron bones of the zombies with the flexibility of the mechanism armor..."

Lin Musen almost vomited. Damn, what kind of person's outlook on life and values have to be distorted into this idea... Use the mechanism to make skeletal joints and stuff them into zombies... Do you dare to be more disgusting?

Lin Musen endured nausea: "Although this idea is... shocking, if it's just the two of you doing research on zombies, it won't make others hate it so much..."

Mo Ling nodded repeatedly: "That's it! Even if we later felt that it was quite inconvenient to transform zombies, and finally installed the mechanism on the living person first, and then turned it into a zombie, this is just a change of steps, and the final result is still the same..."

Lin Musen finally couldn't help it. He turned around and vomited, and then turned around and said reluctantly with tears in the corners of his eyes, "Brother, I'm sorry, I'm just not used to it. I can't accept it a little..."

Mo Ling was not angry, but looked at him sympathetically: "The first time, my performance was similar to yours, but later I gradually got used to it. For this great research, in order to further the mechanism, it is not impossible to sacrifice some mortals. If there is an eyeless monk, it is much more cost-effective to become a zombie than to kill it. Use it as a waste..."

Lin Musen reluctantly smiled and said, "Brother, you see, your skills are so superb that I don't think I can help much as a small low-level disciple. Under the friendship of the same family, why don't you let me go? Don't worry, I won't tell the leader about it, and you're not bad for me, a zombie..."

Mo Ling looked at Lin Musen and smiled: "How can you say that my brother is useless? I'm the only one here who knows the mechanism, which makes me busy and confused! Now that I have a junior, I will definitely make it easier for me. I don't know if my brother would like to stay and help me?

Lin Musen has a sharp brain. If you promise, I guess you will stay and help him be a zombie. It's nothing to be disgusting. If the leader knows it, I'm afraid you will add one to the list of cleaning up the portal. What if you don't agree? I guess my senior brother should mind one more experiment...

"Well, I promise you, brother!" The harm of the two is the less. Let's talk about it later. Let's fool the zombie crisis first...

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Well, the collection is also falling. Is there something wrong with me? In the corner of reflection...