Blue and White Society - Chapter 159

[Chapter 149 The Man with the Story]

“I won’t say much about the deep diver effect. I’m good at shooting. Whether it’s firearms or crossbow throwing, I’m good at it.” Mo Poor said.

Mike smiled. He prided himself on being proficient in firearms, so he naturally didn’t think that Mo Poor was so good at shooting.

After all, Mo Poor has never been a peripheral player for a day, and he doesn’t have many opportunities to practice guns. The so-called good at Mike is probably just make do.

Mo Poor said again: “My physical fitness is not bad. My cardiorespiratory capacity has been greatly improved by a containment object. My physical fitness is at the athlete level. I have never learned fighting, but fighting is no problem.

” Those who have fought but are good at fighting are all hooligans, and they are often bragging.

Based on his experience, basically people who say this have never seen the world, think they are good at fighting, and when they finally meet a real fighter, they will be defeated in an instant.

But could Mo Poor have never seen the world?

Mike was not good at commenting, so he had to keep silent.

Mo Poor continued: “My willpower is not bad either. I have taken the test, and the doctor from Lanbai Society gave me a very high evaluation.”

Mike and Yang Zhou looked at each other. Evaluation, maybe just to be polite.

The will required by the members is a truly iron-like will, and it is by no means a daily saying of “Your will is firm” is really what it is.

They didn’t know that Mo Poor felt that he could speak out because the test he participated in was a will training program for official members.

Under the training of the will that turned into a fetus and was swallowed by a snake, the doctor said that his will is first-class, and he is definitely not being polite.

Mo Poor is just seeking truth from facts, he has to practice everything when he comes here, there is nothing to hide.

“To be honest, I can’t drive well, and I’m lacking in knowledge. Although I’m a mechanical engineering major, my grades are mediocre, and my mathematics and science are at most high school level.” Mo Poor finally said.

Everyone silently remembered that after such an introduction, everyone knew it in their hearts.

It can be said that each has its own strengths, and if it is considered comprehensively, Du Xiaoyu is the weakest. Apart from rich cultural knowledge, his shortcomings in other aspects are obvious.

Yang Zhou is a jack-of-all-trades and has no obvious shortcomings, while Mike’s physical fitness and combat ability are particularly outstanding, but he hasn’t read much.

Mo Qiong was not good at commenting, and

felt that he was only a little better than Du Xiaoyu.

Because the good things Mo Poor said didn’t sound very proficient, like the kind that only excels among ordinary people.

“Then, let’s help each other and make progress together.”

“There is still a test tomorrow, so let’s rest early now.” Yang Zhou finally said.

Everyone dispersed, although everyone had their own room, but the room was nothing more than a bed and a cabinet.

The treatment here is much worse than that of the restricted people, but Mo Poor doesn’t care. He even thinks it’s quite surprising that he still has a room and a bed to sleep in.

Maybe the official special training hasn’t started yet, and I guess there won’t be such a good bed to sleep in, and no hot bath to take a bath in.

When crossing the forest before, Mo Poor found logs that had been cut down and signs of camping in the forest.

Come to think of it, this apartment is not always available.

…

At six o’clock the next day, Mo Qiong got up early.

He went downstairs and found that many people got up earlier.

Many people were exercising and chatting at the beach in the morning, waiting for the arrival of the instructor.

When they saw Mo Poor, they all greeted him: “Hi, Mo Poor.”

“Mo Poor!”

People from all directions called him and introduced themselves.

Mo Poor also responded one by one, memorizing the names of a lot of people, walking a hundred meters, and meeting more than fifty people.

Everyone is wearing the same clothes, which are uniform gray trousers.

This is available in the closet of every room, and with various models, everyone can always find the one that suits them best.

Anyone who thinks about it has looked through their wardrobe, and as long as they are not fools, they know that they must wear this outfit today.

Because there is a number on the belt of this suit.

Everyone’s number is different, and Mo Qiong’s number is 66.

Everyone wears it, no one needs to talk about it, and the instructor deliberately didn’t mention it, so that everyone can get used to thinking for themselves from small things.

Of course, some people didn’t wear it, and that was Du Xiaoyu.

It’s not that he doesn’t know, but he is just naked, thumping on the beach alone, practicing swimming hard.

“When did you come?” Mo Poor walked over and asked.

Du Xiaoyu climbed up from the water with a bitter face, water was dripping from his nose, obviously, he drank a lot…

“It’s four o’clock…” he said.

Mo Qiong lamented that Du Xiaoyu got up early alone and practiced here for two hours in silence.

It can be seen that he really wants to make up for this shortcoming, but he is also really talented.

I think Mo Poor was thrown directly into the water at the beginning, and it didn’t take long to find the feeling. He didn’t need to be taught, and he understood it by himself in a few hours.

“There is still a test today, don’t waste too much energy, come up, let’s have breakfast.” Mo Poor said.

Unexpectedly, Du Xiaoyu shook his head and said: “It’s not early, I was the first to get up. I searched all the surrounding buildings, and there is no cafeteria. Around five o’clock, Jimmy came out to hang out. I went to ask him, and he smiled. , pointing to the forest over there…meaning we will solve it ourselves.”

Mo Poor looked at the forest, and sure enough, there were many people wandering around the edge of the forest, looking for something to eat to make do.

However, unless you go deep into the forest, just on the edge, you can’t find anything to eat at all, only some coconuts and grapes.

“Something to eat is better than nothing to eat.” Mo Poor said, if it wasn’t for that special dinner last night, many people would have been able to find food on the spot to satisfy their hunger, which is hard for everyone.

Du Xiaoyu said: “Look at what this is.”

He ran to his clothes on the beach and dug out a few oysters.

“Originally there were a lot, but you got up late, and the whole piece over there was eaten up. I picked it up earlier.” Du Xiaoyu said with a smile.

“Eat it, it’s not enough to fit between your teeth.” After saying that, Mo Poor took off his clothes and jumped into the sea.

Du Xiaoyu hastily shouted: “There are no fish around here, someone has looked for them…”

He was too late, and Mo Qiong disappeared with a thud.

Du Xiaoyu had no choice but to wait by the seaside, and many people heard the movement and looked over.

“He wants to catch fish? It’s difficult. The nearest school of fish is at least 800 meters away.”

“The fish is slippery, how can you catch it with bare hands?”

Everyone watched for a while, and then couldn’t sit still, because a few minutes passed, On the surface of the sea, Mo Qiong just didn’t show his head…

He didn’t even need to take a breath. Except for Xiaoyu and others, everyone didn’t know this.

A few minutes later, a wave broke out from the sea, and Mo Poor ran ashore slowly, hooking the fish with his hands on his sides, his legs and feet seemed to have not stopped the car as he moved.

“Sucking… four big fish…” Everyone saw that Mo Poor held the gills of the fish with his fingers, and held two fish in each of his left and right hands.

Immediately afterwards, their attention was focused on Mo Poor’s left chest.

There, a huge scar, probably whitened by blisters, was located right in the heart.

The scar was hideous, as if it had been dug out by some kind of giant hand, and there was a circle of radial lacerations around it, like an abstract sun.

It was obvious that a large piece of flesh was missing, and the big scar was slightly sunken, dripping with drops of water.

“Brother, let’s build a fire!”

Mo Poor carried the fish and came to a group of students who were roasting oysters.

Those people stared blankly at Mo Poor, and hurriedly stepped aside and said, “You use it, you use it…”

“I’ll go add some firewood.” The fire was a little low, and some people consciously ran to pick up dry branches.

Mo Poor was grilling fish there, and everyone around him started talking about it.

This scar looks too scary, what has he experienced?

Someone asked Du Xiaoyu, Mike and others, but even they didn’t know.

“I don’t know, UU Reading www.sonicmtl.com He didn’t say anything last night…” Mike said dully.

“Could it be the danger of containment failure? This kind of injury is hovering on the verge of death.” The other said.

Yang Zhou said: “He just said a little bit about the containment breach. He didn’t think it was a big deal. It didn’t look very dangerous.

” Work. By the way, I asked, that sword was transformed by the death of one of his friends during the containment breach. Think about it, it turns a person into a sword, and it cuts out the heart and lungs. If he can survive, he must be close to death, and if he doesn’t say it, it doesn’t mean there is no danger.” The man was almost speechless to Yang Zhou.

Yang Zhou and Mike looked at each other. They thought so too, but what Mo Poor said last night was so plain that they were a little disappointed.

From the looks of it now, it wasn’t really plain, maybe it was just because of the non-disclosure agreement and sad things, Mo Qiong didn’t want to say more.

Look at that horrible fatal scar, how many stories there are in it.

……8)

[End of this Chapter]