Apocalypse of Shenhao's Life

Chapter 8 Blood Fury's Promised Hand=? [Thanks to the leader of "Andrology, please go to the second floor 2" for the reward]

When Gu Mo came back in his sweat-soaked sportswear, it was already past eight o'clock in the morning.

People who went out to work also moved out slowly, and the small city of Shuzhou began to turn slowly.

Seeing Gu Mo's distressed appearance, Xu Hong quickly took out a pure white towel, wiped the sweat off his body, and complained, "What are you messing with? I never saw you doing this when I was studying." Morning, go take a shower, change clothes and have breakfast."

With that said, he pushed Gu Mo to the bathroom.

Gu Mo's body was sore and swollen at this moment, and he didn't have the strength to talk back to Xu Hong. He dragged his heavy steps and walked slowly to the bathroom.

Twenty minutes later, amidst Xu Hongqian's exhortations, Gu Mo took a hot bath and walked out comfortably.

Some people can persevere in running for decades, so the benefits needless to say.

Don't talk about others, just talk about Gu Mo.

Although the feeling of struggling to the limit of physical strength is very uncomfortable, the sour feeling of sweating and the current energy are also fascinating.

After Gu Mo ate four steamed buns and a big bowl of vegetable porridge, his breakfast ended amidst Xu Hong's chatter.

When Gu Mo returned to the room and sat down at his desk, the systematic consciousness transmission followed.

And this time, along with the transmission of consciousness, there are two books on the table that exude a strange fragrance.

"Literary Memoirs"

Apart from these five large characters on the cover of the book, there is nothing fancy about it.

"This book is dictated by Mu Xin, a famous Blue Star writer, and written by Chen Danqing. It is Mu Xin's recollection of courses during his life in New York. It began on January 1989, 1 and ended on January 15, 1994. This book It was a trip to seek food in a foreign country with colleagues in New York, mainland China, and Taiwan, and inadvertently contributed to a "history of world literature" over five years."

"The scariest thing about acquiring knowledge is the limitation. Once limited to a certain country or a certain region, the vision will become short-sighted, and the starting point of this book is the whole world!"

Of course, Gu Mo had heard of this literary masterpiece, but it was the first time he came into contact with it. He stretched out his hand and stroked the cool-textured pages, and his eyes slowly sank into it.

"This book is carefully crafted by the system. The paper of the book is made of top-grade small-leaf red sandalwood pulp. It has the effect of refreshing the mind and concentrating. The two volumes cost 18 yuan in total, which will be deducted from the host's bonus after completing the task."

But at this time, Gu Mo had already put all his energy into the book, and didn't pay attention to the system's prompts.

The catalog at the beginning of the book deeply attracted Gu Mo. From ancient Greek mythology, the Old and New Testaments, to the Book of Songs, Songs of Chu, from medieval European literature to the world of twentieth-century literature, the East and the West are connected, and there is nothing about literature. Do not have.

For three full hours, Gu Mo was immersed in the book, and he didn't even hear Xu Hong call him when he left.

As the time came to 12 noon, a dull sound exploded in Gu Mo's mind, bringing him back to reality.

"180 minutes of knowledge acquisition time has been reached, please adjust the host's mentality, it is too late to know."

Hearing the prompt from the system, Gu Mo rubbed his sore eyes, and stopped reading. The system is right, everything must have a degree, even if it is a good thing to improve yourself, you need to control this degree. If Gu Mo keeps If you are silent in the acquisition of knowledge, you will become a living nerd. What kind of enjoyment is this?
Carefully embed the bookmark on the page I read, put the book aside, stood up and stretched.

From getting up at 06:30 in the morning to twelve o'clock at noon, Gu Mo just felt that the time passed quickly, and it was the sense of fulfillment he had been familiar with throughout the whole year of high school.

[Transformation] The task requires 180 minutes of exercise time, 180 minutes of knowledge acquisition time, and 120 minutes of demeanor training time every day.

That is a full 8 hours.

In the next month, every day was fully scheduled, and Gu Mo actually had the feeling of being a worker. It was also 8 hours a day, but his salary this month can be said to be 99.99% ahead of the world. Those who add a few more decimals.

"The next two hours are free time for the host. The host can do whatever they want during this time period. After two hours, the system will assign the host to the posture training area."

The combination of work and rest is an experience handed down by the ancients for thousands of years.

Push open the study door, turn on the air conditioner, and the refreshing coolness will follow.

This computer was specially configured by Gu Jianguo for Gu Mo to play games, but high school is too busy, and Gu Mo doesn't have much time to play. On weekdays, in order to keep Xu Hong's nagging, he also goes to Internet cafes, so it is idle. It's been a long time too.

Fortunately, the Internet speed is fast enough, and the League of Legends update was completed in less than 10 minutes.

Open the game, most of the IDs in the friend list are of the same type.

What are "Moe White Sauce", "Nine-Tailed Fox M", "Little Bird Sauce" and so on, the more serious ones are "Doll Sister" and the like.

Full of the breath of the two sting apes.

Suddenly, Gu Mo saw that an account with the ID "Sick Girl L11" was matching rooms, so he directly clicked in.

As for who is she?
Is it important?
Gu Mo only knows that the only ones who can stay in his friend list are girls, and even Liu Cheng has been queuing with him for so long, but he still hasn't got his friend position.

I thought it would take a lot of talking to let the girl play games with me, but when I entered the game room, I heard a cold voice coming from the headset.

"Choose a location."

Gu Mo was taken aback for a while, and then directly chose the top laner and the second laner.

As Black Rose, who has the title of Magic Capital of the League of Legends server, there are quite a lot of people, and he directly entered the BP interface in less than 10 seconds.

What Gu Mo didn't expect was that as a girl, she was usually either a mid laner or a support, but the "sick girl L11" chose the jungle position.

But remembering her cold tone just now, Gu Mo didn't want to ask anything, after choosing his promise hand, he just waited for the game to start.

After the game started, the two still didn't communicate with each other, but Gu Mo had a great time playing it.

Maybe it's the increased hand feeling caused by exercise, or it's because the opponent is too disheveled. Anyway, in just 10 minutes, the number of kills by Gu Mo's promised hands reached double digits.

"Haha, is it strong?"

Listening to Gu Mo's voice, far away in a large room full of girlish atmosphere in the capital, a girl in the cosplay of Qianwumei Xiaobu looked at the game data displayed on the computer screen, and the corners of her eyes couldn't help twitching.

0-0-10.

I went to help this guy catch several rounds, and squatted several times, but I didn't get a single head.

If it weren't for Gu Mo's bleak 10-dollar make-up in 40 minutes, Luo Yiyi even suspected that he was here to play trumpet abuse just like himself.

At 15 minutes into the game, Nuo Shou, who was close to the 3 pieces, and Leopard Girl controlled by Luo Yiyi watched from the field of vision, and the five opponents didn't even know that their fate was doomed.

Without even thinking about it, Gu Mo operated Nuo Shou and directly started sprinting into the Dragon Pit. After triggering his talent, he rushed to the stomach and chased after the opposite fox.

When the sound of the fox's death sounded, Nuoshou's passive blood rage was full.Gu Mo's ax seemed to be a little bigger, and he struck one, killing four in an instant.

After the opponent's blind man escaped from the dragon pit, Luo Yiyi, who had been lying in wait for the dragon, his eyes lit up. The first head of this match was finally about to be obtained.

Just when the leopard-shaped Q was about to touch the blind man, Luo Yiyi finally showed a happy expression on his face. He had never been so eager for a human head in his life. Suddenly, Gu Mo flashed up, and the big ax Duang slammed on him with a sound. on the blind man's head.

Penta Kill!

Gu Mo didn't feel at all that he had snatched away Luo Yiyi's longing head, but instead asked, "Is this pentakill handsome?"

"What the hell are you doing?! I caught a dozen waves for you!
Why is this head not given to me! ! "

The slightly immature voice was full of anger.

"Anla Anla, what do you know? At that time, my blood anger was hanging on my body."

"so what?"

"I'm addicted to hacking!"

"???"

Luo Yiyi, who suddenly thought of something, fell silent for a moment, and asked in a low voice: "Is your hack addiction the one I understand?"

Gu Mo: "."

There is still more than an hour before the time for deportment training, enough for Gu Mo to play another game.

In the next round, Luo Yiyi learned his lesson and didn't go on the road at all. Seeing Gu Mo being beaten under the tower by the opponent, he felt instantly better.

Or maybe it was because he was a little familiar with Gu Mo after the game, and he would tease him in a cold tone from time to time.

"That's it?"

"Do you still have a cracking addiction?"

"Ah, yes, yes, you played well."

After the game was over, looking at the 0-10 data, Gu Mo resisted the urge to block Luo Yiyi, and said to the headset: "I don't want to play anymore. I still have something to do. I'll play later."

Hearing Gu Mo's words, Luo Yiyi hurriedly said, "I'm still playing a few games, I'll help you catch them!"

Although the tone is a bit cold, it has more meaning of convincing.

"playing what?"

"Play some games!"

Gu Mo also found the contrast between flirting with such a cold girl quite interesting.

When Luo Yiyi heard Gu Mo chuckle, he also reacted instantly, and his tone returned to coldness again.

"Then you go, and continue at this time tomorrow afternoon."

Hearing the tone of the order, Gu Mo suddenly became rebellious.

"Are you teaching me to do things?"

As soon as the sound of the game sounded, Gu Mo was directly kicked out of the game.

Looking at the friend list again, "Sick girl L11" has gone offline at the speed of light.

Gu Mo saw that it was already 1:40, and quickly turned off the computer, got up and walked towards the address transmitted by the system a few minutes ago.

No matter how fragrant the sick and delicate girl is, there is no more than 1000 million soft girl coins.

(End of this chapter)