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Chapter 687 Theory of the Living Dead



Saturday.

It should have been a happy day.

There are no professors talking nonstop, no need to run back and forth in the classroom, you can sleep until you wake up naturally, breakfast can be combined with lunch, and you can throw the textbook as far as you want.

But for Zheng Qing, all this beauty is the intoxication of yesterday, and the slight sadness is what it feels like today.

Just because he still has classes today, and there are five classes with time conversion. In the morning, the two classes are "Nine Chapters of Laws and Orders" and "Edicts and Learning", in the afternoon, the two classes are "Introduction to Dimensional School" and "Principles of Convergence", and in the evening, there is also "Abusduo Conjecture", which is a total of fifteen hours, and the old man is not deceived.

Some of these lessons, you only need to look at the name, and it makes people feel overwhelmed.

Plus the bad news I brought back after attending the Seven Deadly Sins Conference last night.

All of this made Zheng Qing's face dark early in the morning, and the low air pressure around her was almost visible to the naked eye, so that after morning class, Xiao Xiao seriously considered whether to force him to give him a dose of joy potion.

"If you use this state to attend classes, it's better to go to Lao Yao to go through the school leave first."

When Xiao Xiao stuffed breakfast into Zheng Qing's hand, he warned: "In your state, I am worried that even if you cast a binding spell, you will summon the devil vine."

"Ge Zhiqianxi, Shi and Squirrel!"

Zheng Qing casually patted the magic book hanging around his waist. The green spell flashed away, and several slender vines poked out from the void, tied a squirrel that jumped to the vicinity of the two.

The little guy screamed miserably.

"Look, it's still Ge Qi, not Devil's Vine." The young public servant had a gloomy face and pulled the corner of his mouth, revealing a hint of grimness or distorted smile.

Xiao Xiao held his glasses, glanced at him, took a few steps forward, squatted in front of the squirrel, looked carefully for a while, poked the little guy's body with his fingertips a few times, and finally shook his head, took out a silver knife, and broke the vines on the squirrel's body.

"It's just an ordinary two-tailed squirrel, not a wizard who uses transformation techniques." The fortune teller of the Yusin Hunting Team sighed heavily: "Although, don't be too twitchy... Maybe this is the most terrifying thing about the devils. They can always hit the weakest part of your heart."

"This is not a panic, it is called preventing the problem."

Zheng Qing slowly bit the Xianggu pie in the paper bag, his eyes still vigilantly staring at each figure who was inclined to approach him, and replied in a depressed manner: "As for taking a break, it is impossible to take a break from school... Even if he dies and turns into a zombie or soul, he will inevitably be arrested to continue the class."

Xiao Xiao did not continue to get entangled with this issue, and handed Zheng Qing a drink, and explained: "I remember hearing from people before that people exist in the world, and there are three states - living people, dead people, and living dead people.

Having a mind, having energy, thinking, and thinking can see what you see, hear what you hear, and speak what you say, which is called a living person;

Without intention, without energy, without thought, without consciousness, without seeing, without hearing, without opening one's mouth, this is called a dead person;

Having a mind, having energy, no thoughts, no thoughts, no blindness, no hearing, and insincere words is called a living dead."

"I'm a living dead now."

Zheng Qing gave himself a very pertinent evaluation, and at the same time sipped a small sip of the drink, blinked his eyes, raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Orange juice? So fresh, the first time I have eaten pie with orange juice..."

"I just think that sour and sweet things can probably bring you a good mood." Xiao Xiao simply skipped this small detail and continued the topic he just said: "... When I read this classification method before, I always thought that when people were awake, they would be alive; when they fell asleep, they would die. When they could still wake up, the sleeping person was a dead person; when they couldn't wake up, the sleeping person was a dead person."

"What the hell do you want to say?" Zheng Qing sucked a big mouthful of orange juice and glanced at the short witch.

"Today, looking at your current state, I suddenly realized that I had misunderstood my previous understanding." Xiao Xiao patted the young public servant's arm comfortingly: "While the sleeping people are living dead, the awake people may also be living dead. Some people are obviously asleep, but pretending that they are awake now. This is not good... very bad."

"Do you want to say that I am in a dream now?" Zheng Qing mobilized his few brain cells and tried to understand the doctor's increasingly mysterious words.

“That’s what I want to say.”

Xiao Xiao looked at him with a hint of pity: "You don't even know whether you are awake or asleep now... You are undoubtedly a dead person... So be more awake, boy, don't be scared by the dream demon in your sleep. Look up and see what a beautiful and real world!"

Zheng Qing threw a sober curse on himself and confirmed first that he was not in the dream.

Then he shook his head, snatched the joy agent that Xiao Xiao had taken out before, and tilted his head and poured it into his stomach.

"Psychological massage is useless," he burped, feeling the signal of pleasure spreading from his stomach to his limbs and bones, and a bright smile appeared on his face: "Magic should play their role at this time..."

A gust of wind came from the side.

The young witch, who had just taken the potion, keenly gave it to the side, and a petite figure with a slightly model lake hit Xiao Xiao next to her, and the two of them rolled on the grass together.

"So fast?" Zheng Qing murmured, and his first reaction in his mind was that he didn't know that the devil had taken action. He subconsciously pulled out the Colt Silver Python and opened the insurance.

"Don't be excited!" Xiao Xiao lay on the ground, covering his nose, and waved to Zheng Qing hard: "You go first, you go, you don't have to worry about this..."

"Ah, sorry, sorry!"

The petite figure bounced up from the ground in an instant, revealing a cute and beautiful little face, but at this moment her face was flushed and she was wavering to the two male witches in panic and apologizing: "I just learned the 'Wind Curse' in experiments, I didn't control the direction... Ah? Are you bleeding? I'm so embarrassed!"

She seemed to have completely ignored the talisman gun held in someone's hand.

Zheng Qing looked at the witch who was bowing ninety degrees, then looked at Xiao Xiao, who was covering his nose and looking confused, and finally shook his head.

"Then you can solve this matter yourself. I have to go to class... see you back!" Before he finished speaking, he activated the invisibility talisman hanging on his belt and quickly disappeared at the scene of the accident.

Xiao Xiao's voice was faintly heard in his ears:

"...It doesn't matter... You just press the words "I didn't mean it" and say the words "I didn't do it on purpose". If the stone does not shine, you can leave..."




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