Chapter 502 Chapter 502 Mo Mo is still very useful
Brothers, I'm still alive! ! ! !
As they were about to cry out, this voice came out of nowhere and choked their voices.
But before Qin Wenhao could feel relieved, this group of people finally reacted.
Then I heard a slightly trembling voice from the other side - "Ban, Ban, Ban, Brother Ban, are you faking, faking death?"
"No! Is Brother Qin going to turn into a monster? This voice is wrong!"
"Monster? Can it turn into a monster? How can Brother Qin turn into a monster——"
"He's getting hard! No, no, no, we can't go on like this - who's going to do it? I, I'll do it, Brother Qin, believe me, I will be quick, accurate and ruthless, you can rest assured -" Go!
Fortunately, Ban Zhong hooked the collars of these people in time and controlled them.
Qin Wenhao, who was unable to move, almost vomited blood.
If he hadn't been completely unable to move, he would have jumped up and called them crazy.
He was just paralyzed by the toxin and had a big tongue. What had he done to offend anyone?! How did he become a monster and be "executed"?
He can survive, he can survive!!!
Qin Wenhao struggled and tried to move, but was decisively and firmly suppressed by the poison of the little mushroom cub.
He could only scream—
"You little bastards, I've already told you I'm not dead yet!!!"
It sounds very energetic.
The few people who were attracted by Ban Zhong finally smiled. Their eyes seemed a little moist, but they were indeed smiling. Qin Wenhao had been lying stiffly on the ground before and did not see their expressions.
When Ban Zhong appeared dragging Qin Wenhao and the other two, their expressions did change. In addition, as soon as the little guy started to move, the guy who the three or four of them couldn't hold down fell to the ground directly. Several people really couldn't react at once, and they were quick to act.
But it was basically after Qin Wenhao panicked and stated that he was not dead that the originally serious and somewhat tense atmosphere changed.
"Hahahaha—I just said that our union wouldn't let anyone die so easily—Brother Qin, what's wrong with you? Why are you still lying on the board?"
"Look how scared Brother Qin is. It's rare to hear Brother Qin's voice crack."
"And these two? What happened? Are they both fainted?"
They finally let go of their hands, breathed a sigh of relief, and then one by one they poked their heads over to look over here.
Seeing that only Qin Wenhao had his eyes open, they looked at the class bell over there in confusion.
In fact, he could have put the little mushroom cub down at this time, but Ban Zhong didn't know what he was thinking. Even when he was sensing the positions of the psychics around him, he didn't put down the little mushroom cub in his arms.
The little mushroom cub can't find his father now, and the entire Changmu City is shrouded in a regional copy, which gives people a very depressing feeling. It is also not the kind of dark environment that mushrooms like. For the little mushroom cub, if he can be held by someone, the little guy is not willing to come down.
At this moment, Ban Zhong had already found the next place he wanted to go and noticed the eyes looking at him.
After a moment's reaction, he spoke uncomfortably, "It's because of the Momo poison. It seems to be able to suppress the out-of-control ability, but the side effects are also obvious. Just like what the president said before, it will make you sleep, paralyzed, and unable to move."
When the little mushroom cub heard this, he tried to straighten his body. He raised his hands and rubbed them gently.
"Mo Mo is still very useful."
"More than useful—"
Qin Wenhao was still thinking about the terrifying scene before, lying on the ground and reciting.
"Wow, Momo, you are so amazing, aren't you?"
"Of course, even the boss can be knocked down by Mo Mo—hiss, wait a minute, Brother Bang, were you just saying—Mo Mo's toxin can suppress the riot of superpowers...?"
Several people instinctively praised the kid, but halfway through they suddenly realized that something was wrong.
Then he suddenly looked at the little cub in Ban Zhong's arms.
Can it solve the problem of superpower riots...?
If this is the case, then this little guy will be a major change for all psychics.
Is it really possible?
But everything that just happened happened right before their eyes with such realism.
The originally pessimistic outlook was suddenly shattered at this moment.
Several of them seemed to be a little excited. One by one, they left Qin Wenhao behind and quickly came to Ban Zhong, surrounding the little mushroom cubs.
At this moment, several people didn't know what to say. They could only be extremely excited, but they didn't dare to reach out and touch this little guy. It was as if they had seen a big treasure, and they used their hands to "outline" the little mushroom baby.
The little guy looked at the hands reaching out but didn't dare to touch them. He blinked subconsciously and stretched out his hands to shake this one and that one.
And then look up at them - is that what you do?
Oh my God.
Not to mention the suppressive effect on supernatural riots, just look at this little guy, why is he so cute?
"Great! Now we can control the situation, right? Changmu City isn't just home to our Jingshen Guild; the situation in several other guilds isn't optimistic either. If we have enough manpower and aren't affected by the monsters' abilities, we'll be able to handle this crisis!"
Ban Zhong nodded. He thought so too. He wanted to gather people first and stabilize the situation.
Then he thought again: "Those monsters are quite powerful, try not to get hit by them. If you get hit, contact me. I will take Mo Mo with me to bring those guys back and make this place our base camp."
"I think Ming Sang and the others are fine. After all, Ming Sang doesn't react to a sudden attack from his superpowers. He's young, has strong superpowers, and isn't the type of superpower user who needs close combat. He probably won't get hit. We can put him aside for a while and then go find him. He can probably hold off a few monsters and stabilize part of the dungeon."
Someone analyzed it quickly.
"Yes, that's what I thought."
“But there is a severely affected area.”
They looked towards Banchong.
"The backyard building of the Jingshen Guild."
Those who live there all need to be monitored. They are senior psychics who have clearly shown signs of a riot. In this situation, it is unclear what has happened to those people.
"I'll go and see them one by one."
Fortunately, this regional copy is not a difficult copy that requires highly aggressive psychics. The purpose of this regional copy is that the group of monsters want to take the little mushroom cubs away, so each area is divided very carefully, and the attack is mainly carried out by the monsters that shuttle through them.
So the ban bell plays a very important role here.
"You guys keep an eye on them here, I'll be back later—"
"Okay, okay."
Several people relaxed from their tense mood.
Some people even took out their cell phones from their pockets.
He kept muttering, "No, it's really hard to see Brother Qin like this—I have to take a photo with Brother Qin."
Qin Wenhao: ...
"Brother Qin, if you don't agree, just wave your hand. If you don't wave your hand, I'll take it as your consent."
The man took advantage of the moment when he was not busy and turned on the selfie mode.
After all, Qin Wenhao is the top leader under Gu Liuming. He is always smiling, but in fact he is very strict. Many important things in the union are judged by him. He is a person who can always make calm judgments and analyses at critical moments.
It was indeed rare to see him in such a miserable state, unable to move.
Qin Wenhao: …???
"And me, I also want to take a picture—"
"Add me in. Hey, why don't I drag them all over here and take a photo together."
Qin Wenhao: "Am I some kind of tourist attraction???!!!"
He was so immobile that he wanted to jump up and down: "You little bastards, behave yourself!"
Ban Zhong held the little mushroom in his arms and began his "moving" journey.
However, it was not very smooth at the beginning. Ban Zhong had no experience in taking care of children, and it was difficult to protect a little guy while holding him. In addition, the riots of those high-level psychics made it particularly difficult to deal with.
He frantically protected the cubs and dragged back several older generation psychics. He handed over these guys who were either unconscious or confusedly found that they were awake but unable to move to this group of people for care. In the end, he still grabbed Qin Wenhao's clothes.
Qin Wenhao: ... "What are you doing?"
"You judge the situation. I've never led him before—I'm not very good at leading—"
Ban Zhong said as he looked at the little guy.
In short - we still need brains.
Qin Wenhao sneered.
Obviously he had no room to resist, so he lay down silently, waiting to be dragged away by Ban Zhong.
The little guy who was still being protected was rubbing his face carefully with both hands. After rubbing, I looked up at him. He was still a little embarrassed after being held for so long, and his little face was red from the wind and waves caused by the collision of superpowers just now.
How can it be so fragile?
Ban Zhong thought.
How on earth did the boss raise such a fragile little guy?
He couldn't bear it.
Ban Zhong thought so and protected the little guy a little tighter. He grabbed Qin Wenhao with his other hand and activated his supernatural power again.
The monsters finally realized that the situation was not developing in the direction they had hoped.
The companions who went to find and bring back the little guy were no longer moving, and even the fluctuations of their supernatural powers disappeared.
At the same time, the Jingshen Guild, which had been separated and some of its members had been driven into a superpower riot, seemed to have regained its full ability to fight against them, unlike the other superpower users.
They are clearly organized and disciplined.
But something is wrong. These psychics should be focusing most of their energy on suppressing their companions who are experiencing psychic rebellions. How could they possibly deal with them so easily?
——We need to make the situation bigger...
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On the other side, Gu Liuming, who was still in a large regional copy, turned his head and looked in one direction.
Their mission was basically completed, but Gu Liuming stayed a little longer. He wanted to find out the regional copy rules to figure out the little guy's origins and what the little guy had experienced - most importantly, he wanted to know where those damn guys who abused the little mushroom cub were.
Thinking about how sensitive the little guys were to sunlight, he wanted to let those guys feel it too.
I've been watching the regional dungeons with great enthusiasm these days, and I haven't been hiding anything.
In fact, even if Gu Liuming knew, he would not be able to retaliate. But as luck would have it, Gu Liuming is a powerful space-based psychic.
'I will let you know when the time is right, but not now.'
Friendly reminder of regional copy awareness, the mentality of a person who just wants to watch the fun and not mind getting involved.
"You should have more important things to do now."
It was at this time that Gu Liuming left this regional copy and heard a slightly noisy sound at the campsite -
"What do you mean we can't get in touch anymore?"
"The whole city of Changmu? The whole city of Changmu has no reaction?"
"Contact again! Hurry up!"
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