MTL - Return of the Dead [Holo]-Chapter 140

On the weekend, he took out two cigarettes from his close pocket and threw them to Anzu and Mingyuechen respectively, and then he took out another cigarette and put it in his mouth, Anzu who was standing next to him stroked one Match, light his cigarette for him, and then light his own. Finally, he raised his hand to Ming Yuechen, indicating whether he wants to light a cigarette. Ming Yuechen shook his head and threw the cigarette in his hand to An Zu.

An Zu took the cigarette, smiled openly, and repeatedly said good brother to Ming Yuechen.

Weekend leaned against the wall, looked up at Ming Yuechen and An Zu, his brows and eyes were a little dazed, but soon his eyes fell on Ming Yuechen's quietly wiping knife, he stuffed the cigarette into his mouth again, After taking a deep breath, he hesitated and said, "I went to see Yu'er just now."

The weekend's voice was not loud, but it managed to make Ming Yuechen, who was wiping the knife, and Anzu, who was smoking happily, pay attention to him, and Anzu even frowned slightly.

Speaking of Yu'er Anzu's emotions are quite complicated. Before the end of the world, as one of the few female teammates, she was naturally taken care of by everyone. What's more, the situation at home was not good, which made the male teammates treat her Her feelings are more inclined, but after the end of the world, the problem of being too utilitarian in her gradually emerged.

It's not a bad thing for a person to be utilitarian, and sometimes it can even promote people's progress, but it can't be too much, and Yu Er is too much. Her utilitarianism caused a lot of trouble for the team, and in the end she directly Break away from the team and go to the front.

Anzu couldn't tell why he didn't like Yu'er, but what was certain was that the two of them had so far apart in three views that in the later stage, they didn't even bother to save face.

Although in the hearts of people in Z country, the dead are the most important, death is like a lamp going out, and debts are wiped out after death, but Anzu still feels more sorry for this person in his heart. He always feels that it is because Yu Er's utilitarianism is too heavy. In the end, there was such a result. Now that she was mentioned on the weekend, Anzu didn't know what expression to make for a moment, and felt a little more disappointed for no reason.

"You didn't go to the funeral?" Ming Yuechen thought for a while, then suddenly remembered that Yu'er's funeral happened to be on duty on the weekend, so he didn't go with everyone.

"Yeah." Zhou

Before he finished speaking on the weekend, An Zu directly interrupted him: "That's impossible, her military rank is there, and it's impossible for us to be buried beside her when we die." His eyes were extremely bright, and it could be seen that the weekend His words made him feel a little turbulent: "What's more, I don't want to be buried on the same land as her."

Weekend was stunned for a moment, and after a while, he just looked at Anzu dumbly, and finally smiled wryly after a few seconds: "Anzu, why are you doing this?"

"What's wrong with me like this? At least I stick to my own ideas, it's better than an idiot like you." Anzu took a deep breath, and looked at the weekend with a bit of a sharp smile, and even his voice changed. It was a bit mean: "On the weekend, you must know the scale of being a person. If you can't accept the idea of ​​​​the city lord in your heart, but you don't want to follow the crowd, you will be abandoned sooner or later."

The smile on Weekend's face became more and more bitter, and he couldn't even hang up: "What are you talking about...The city lord has no plans..."

"Didn't you plan to abandon you?" Anzu sneered a few times: "Then what are you doing now? What do you think Mingyue and I are doing here? It's just sitting on the bench and being cannon fodder for a charge. We will be told to go out to die if we move hard bones. How can it be our turn for good things? We all know that this is the result of disagreement with the city lord. If you are not too vacillating, you should be in the lead like Liao Shibo today , to obtain a more supreme honor, instead of standing here like us."

He opened his mouth several times on the weekend, but he couldn't refute Anzu's words.

The city lord is very skillful in doing things, and this person is basically marginalized to those who disobey him, and he will not be allowed to touch the center of power. In this way, the leader can't say bad things, but can only say that when he is wise, he will be very wise and stupid Sometimes it will be very stupid, too headstrong.

In the end, Weekend looked half-jokingly at Ming Yuechen who had been wiping the long knife beside him and asked, "Mingyue, don't you persuade us?"

Ming Yuechen looked up at the two of them, and twitched the corners of his mouth: "Isn't being a peacemaker a skill you've highlighted? I don't know it."

Before Zhou Zhou could react, Anzu laughed out loud.

Weekend looked helplessly at the two brothers with the closest relationship. After a few seconds, he let out a long breath and changed the subject: "Actually, what the city lord said is not wrong. It is a good thing for human beings to be stronger. Why do you have to refuse?"

An Zu moved the corner of his mouth and said nothing, Ming Yuechen paused for a moment with his hand that had been wiping the knife, then he raised his eyes to look at the weekend: "Because it's not suitable."

"What's inappropriate?" Sometimes on the weekend, he really couldn't figure out what Ming Yuechen was thinking. Although he also felt that extracting medicine from the body of the dead was very cruel, the result was good, wasn't it? "Mingyue, now is the end of the world, not a peaceful age, you can't live too idealistically, the world is united, and world peace is our common wish, but before that, we must ensure that we can live, right?"

"So, can we live only by killing another race?" Ming Yuechen's usually calm face finally frowned, and his two eyebrows that were cut like knives were slightly frowned, making that face In an instant, a blooming enchantment appeared on the poppy-like gorgeous face.

"Or is it that we can't survive without killing other races? Or is it that as long as there are different races that affect the survival of human beings, or they have something that human beings want, then they must all be killed and taken?" Come here, is this considered enjoyable?" Ming Yuechen's lips curled up, and a thick sarcasm flowed unceremoniously on his face, which rarely showed any expression: "Can you finish the killing?"

Of course it can’t be finished, even if the dead are killed, there are orcs and elves, which are different from the dead who cannot have children. Orcs and elves are high-yield races, especially orcs, basically every birth is three. One to four children, and the survival rate is extremely high. Compared with the orcs' fertility rate, the human birth rate is simply nothing.

"Of course, I'm not the kind of saint who really dedicates himself to the people of the world." Ming Yuechen put back the sneer at the corner of his lips, and he put the polished long knife in his hand into the scabbard: "I have always There is only one most important reason for rejecting the city lord."

"What?" Weekend suddenly realized something. Ever since Ming Yuechen took the lead in making the thorn against the city lord, he seemed to have walked away from him.

"Do you think those things you get from the dead really belong to human beings?" Ming Yuechen's eyes suddenly became extremely sharp, like the sharpest thorns in the thorns, piercing Zhou Zhou's body with severe pain. "Don't human beings who have obtained these things for nothing need to pay any price?"

"What do you mean?" Weekend faintly felt that he seemed to touch something, but there was a layer of veil in front of him, but he couldn't remove it no matter what, the more this happened, the more anxious he became.

Ming Yuechen smiled and did not speak. An Zu on the side said slowly: "According to the law of energy conservation, if a certain form of energy decreases, there must be another form of energy that increases, and the decrease and increase must be equal. A certain When the energy of an object decreases, there must be an increase in the energy of other objects, and the decrease must be equal to the increase.”

"What?" For a moment, Weekend felt that he was back in a high school class again, and he was like a complete scumbag, he didn't understand what the teacher said.

Anzu smiled wryly: "Don't you understand?" He stretched out his hand and lightly poked Zhou Zhou's body: "Simply put, it means that no matter how many abilities human beings get from the dead, they will use them in different ways. Return the form."

"So... the dead came to beat us?" Weekend felt his tongue stiffen. He clearly knew that the answer he said was ridiculous, but he couldn't help but say it because he knew that there was another person in his heart. He didn't dare to say the answer, it was too scary.

An Zu unceremoniously laughed at the weekend: "It will be fine if this is the case."

"What's that?" The more An Zu laughed like this, the colder his bones became over the weekend, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva and stared at An Zu.

An Zu sighed, and hooked his fingers towards Zhou Zhou to signal him to come over. He whispered a few words in Zhou Zhou's ear. There was a huge explosion outside, the sound was loud enough to be deafening.

Ming Yuechen raised his head and looked in the direction of the sound, his eyes were leisurely. Under such a deafening sound, Weekend could not fully hear Anzu's words, but he managed to capture a few words, and Just a few words like this, but enough to make the weekend stunned

The hot summer wind blows on Mo Ran's face, bringing with it some dampness unique to the forest, and even some small bugs that she can't name, rushing towards her face, she raised her hand and waved towards her face After a while, those little bugs hit her skin, bringing a little numbness.

She spread her fingers and looked at the center of her palm. It was just a few small bugs that she caught just now. They all lacked wings, broken legs and feet, stumbling and struggling.

Squinting her eyes, she flicked away the little bug in her palm, tightened the cloak on her body again, and walked through the crowd towards the front line.

Since the order to retreat was issued, the dead who had almost passed through the forest and entered the huge open space outside Tiandu City retreated back to the forest one after another. Immediately, military doctors and nurses rushed up to bandage and apply medicine to them. , while the uninjured dead lay dormant again, waiting for the arrival of the next military order.

Mo Ran walked through these crowds, and wherever she walked, the dead knelt down on one knee to salute and made way for her, allowing her to walk to the front of the front line unimpeded.

"How is it?" Finally standing beside Jiang Huan, Mo Ran looked at him who was observing the human condition with a telescope.

"The gate to the south is very large, and the bridge over the moat is very wide." Jiang Huan put down the binoculars and said, "Now the smoke is gone, but I can hear the sound of the engine."

"What do you think?" Mo Ran asked.

"I haven't seen it and I can't confirm it, but I always think it's an armored vehicle brought by a steam engine?" Jiang Huan couldn't help shaking his head while saying this: "But... this craft..."

This craft is a bit unbelievable and wonderful, I have never heard of it.

In fact, Mo Ran felt the same in his heart, but thinking about what he had encountered, it seemed that there was nothing unimaginable about the armored vehicles brought by the so-called steam engine.

"How much do you think?" Mo Ran asked again.

Whether it's a steam engine or an armored vehicle, if you don't talk about the quantity but only about the lethality, this is hooliganism.

"It's hard to say..." Jiang Huan was hesitating how to speak, but suddenly heard the sound of gears churning, and he immediately picked up the binoculars again and looked towards the gate of Tiandu City.

"They've opened the door." Xue Changfeng and Xie Lang, who were standing beside Jiang Huan, were also holding binoculars to observe the

It is actually impossible for the dead to clearly hear the friction sound of the huge gears at the gate of Tiandu City, but the high-level dead can still hear these sharp friction sounds constantly moving towards them. The eardrum is irritated and very uncomfortable.

And with the continuous stimulation of these voices, Xue Changfeng's heart became higher and higher: "The gate of the city has been lowered..."

"What it is?"

"Armored car? Is it really an armored car?" Xie Lang was already shocked by what he saw. Although everyone had been guessing in this direction, when he actually saw the armored car appear, it was still extremely shocking.

Of course, what is more shocking than seeing armored vehicles is that there are a lot of armored vehicles.

Even if these armored vehicles didn't fire their guns, they would look awe-inspiring when they stopped there, not to mention that they didn't seem to be vegetarians. They carried the gun barrels one by one across the bridge deck and drove towards the forest where the dead man was.

Mo Ran put down the telescope in his hand, and threw it to the orderly at the side, with a faint smile on his lips: "Is this the trump card of human beings?"

Speaking of which, she had already walked towards the border of the forest: "Then, it's time to look at our hole cards."

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