Chapter 212 Erosion of the Worm (I)

【Identity verification is completed, work today begins】

【Warning, leakage accident】

It easily shocked a group of people, and successfully took a good night's sleep, Fu Qian entered the warehouse early the next morning.

The latter is operating as stable as ever.

【Name: Pest, code: 1-077】

[Today's work content has been updated: Enter the shelter scene of 1-077 and complete the shelter again]

【Current san value 177, current inspiration 51】

[Entering the 1-077 containment scene]

【…1%…5%…15%…45%…75%…95%…100%, the loading of the containment scene is completed】

[Pests are hidden in flesh and blood, which is a filthy blasphemy and an alternative blessing.

Of course, fools don't think so.

In fact, even the lucky ones who were selected would not think so.

But it doesn't matter, he will soon discover that in the deepest darkness, only by embracing filth can we bring a glimmer of life.]

Didn't let yourself configure skills?

After the task introduction was over, the picture in front of me was flowing, and I realized the abnormality immediately before Fu.

There is no option to configure skilled weapons?

He had an ominous premonition.

I vaguely remember that a similar situation occurred last time, but I was thrown into the dungeon without any arm.

This time it shouldn't be so exaggerated.

At this time, the perception was restored, and Fu Qian looked ahead, and the next moment he couldn't help but ask questions.

This time I did not throw myself into the dim dungeon, but it felt stranger than the style of painting - there was a blackboard right in front of me.

Is this...an symmetric matrix?

Fu Qian looked at the blackboard motionlessly and recognized the content on it.

It’s not that he is interested in linear algebra, as long as he is, he can only do the action of "seeing".

At this moment, Fu Qian could clearly feel his whole body stiffness, and there was no sense in other places except for the eyes that could move.

At the same time, he also confirmed that all the skills and equipment had failed, and even the ring on his hand disappeared.

It's obvious that this is another restricted task.

The problem is that although this kind of thing has happened before, such as the task of meeting the beautiful girl in the universe.

But even the curse of color loss is not as good as the hands and feet cannot move.

Is this going to make myself stare into the monster to death?

Moreover, the style of this scene is not very correct, it is different from the school that fights and kills. It looks like a real school.

【Task has been updated, hide your exceptions】

While my mind flew around, a prompt finally rang in my ears.

This task?

"Are you okay with Fu Qian? Why is your face so yellow?"

At this time, someone was talking, but unfortunately, in his current state, he couldn't even do the action of turning his head.

Is this coming?

Thinking of his task, Fu Qian tried to open his mouth and say that it was okay, but found that not only did no sound, but his body even tilted to the side the next moment.

With the bang, Fu Qian's vision turned ninety degrees, causing a burst of exclamation.

But in this way, I saw the person I asked just now.

The man looked only in his twenties, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, looking gentle and nervous.

According to Fu Qian’s experience, this person is likely to be a counselor or something.

At the same time, there were also a circle of young faces around, including men and women, and many of them still looked childish.

No matter how you look at it, it is a normal college evening self-study!

Fu Qian made a secret judgment in his heart.

Many universities will have self-study in the first two years, which is not surprising.

And he had noticed just now that it was dark outside and it happened to be right.

"What's going on? Should I send it to the school hospital?"

Looking at the man with glasses coming up, Fu Qian remembered the task introduction just now.

According to normal understanding, there is a high probability that there will be a bug in your body at this moment, which is also the reason why your body is not in control.

If you were taken to the school hospital for a film... Well, they probably didn't have the equipment, and according to experience, they might even come back as soon as the anti-inflammatory medicine and painkiller pills were opened.

But it's better not to take risks.

Thinking of this, Fu Qian blinked first to prove that he was not dead yet, and then focused on sensing the existence of his body.

Fortunately, as time goes by, Fu Qian can slowly realize the place besides his head.

Seeing that the girl next to him was leaving the passage, the counselor came over and wanted to help him.

Fu Qian tried to move his arms and planned to sit up first.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, he found that he still failed - his arm did not move, but his neck twisted twice.

Strangely, I was obviously moving my arms - not right!

As his body was straightened, Fu Qian suddenly realized the problem.

I can indeed sense the existence of my hand, but it is not the one I put on the table.

It feels like my hands are located inside a sticky and smooth thing.

"Uh...I'm fine!"

The next moment, Fu Qian realized that he had recovered his ability to speak and slowly spoke.

"Is that true? But your face is really so yellow!"

The counselor pressed Fu Qian's shoulder and asked him to sit down next to him.

“Anti-cold…”

A difficult response before paying.

"What?"

The counselor obviously couldn't understand it.

"Anti-cold...applied wax!"

...

Not only the counselor, Fu Qian's answer can be said to have caused a sudden silence in half the classroom.

"It's fine..."

The counselor doesn’t know what expressions to do, but it shouldn’t be a big problem to be able to joke about, so he is more or less relieved.

"Be careful, if you feel uncomfortable, go back early to rest, don't hold on."

After careful advice, the counselor told others to help take care of him, and finally retreated.

Seeing the crisis pass, Fu Qian breathed a little relieved.

Because his control over his body had not yet recovered, he could only lean against the wall and pose as a thinker, making the people next to him look awkward.

After posing for a while, Fu Qian moved his arms again and tried his best to extend forward.

This time he finally reacted - he swung his right hand and almost hit someone.

At the same time, Fu Qian felt a special link being constructed. The next moment, he supported his right hand and finally supported his body that almost fell.

The girl next to her was startled and jumped to the side.

"mosquito!"

Without waiting for this person to speak, Fu Qian said directly.

I just mentioned the anti-cold-coated wax...

The girl didn't say anything, but the look she looked at was very unkind.

Unfortunately, Fu Qian didn't pay any attention to her at all, but focused all his attention on himself.

For the next period of time, Fu Qian tried his best to stretch his body.

A series of special feelings came, and the control of the body was restored little by little.

When he could basically move freely, Fu Qian stretched out his hands and held them.

So—he stared straight at his hand, recalling his feelings just now, and thought of a possibility.

"Is the pest actually me?"
Chapter completed!