The Lost City of Alien Beasts

Chapter 171 Thank You
Two action groups, a total of 12 people, walked quickly toward the auditorium.

Along the way, Gao Yang took the opportunity to pat Manshe on the shoulder and successfully copied his [Gecko].

Although among the current 12 people, the one with the highest talent sequence and the highest level is Jiuhan's [Weakness], and his own third-level copy can already copy this talent.

But finding a reason to touch Jiuhan's body is a bit difficult in itself.

Besides, if we were to fight in the auditorium, the dark environment inside the building would be more suitable for [Gecko] to perform.

More importantly, this talent also has the passive skill of repairing limbs. This is not limited by the usage time of the [Copy] skill, but is counted within the storage time range.

If you accidentally lose an arm or leg later in the battle, you can still grow it back.

Thinking of this, Gao Yang couldn't help but miss the twelve zodiac signs. With the two big nannies, the cute sheep and the dead pig, the members could fight to the maximum extent without worrying about battle losses.

Along the way, Gao Yang basically summed up two tactics that suit him.

The first one: When the disparity in strength is too great and the situation is particularly critical, a bold and aggressive "gamble" must be made, such as the time when the Red Madness was encountered.

The second type: When the situation is relatively safe, and even when the advantage is on our side, we must not be arrogant or underestimate the enemy. We should be more cautious and "stay", such as the time when we caught a serial murderer.

The two strategies combined are "gambling".

Well, Gao Yang decided to make these two words his life creed, the kind that would be engraved on his tombstone after his death.

The group of people walked through the tree-lined avenue and saw the auditorium not far away.

A very old-fashioned one-story bungalow with gray cement walls and tic-shaped glass windows.

Suddenly, the palm of Gao Yang's right hand began to heat up. Then, a heat flow slowly spread throughout his body, converging at his heart, and then slowly spread to his limbs with his breathing.

Gao Yang realized that it was Lao Qiao's [state] that had taken effect.

Gao Yang carefully felt the blessing of [Status]. It was not an intuitive body transformation like muscles and bones, but a more basic and gentle feeling.

It is as if after getting a deep sleep, the whole mind and body feel refreshed and relaxed.

This state can help Gao Yang better control his emotions and control the flow of energy in his body.

[Status] The talent is quite useful, but it takes too long to take effect, so you must prepare in advance.

Most of the time, battles happen suddenly, without giving people a chance to prepare.

After being distracted for a moment, 12 people came to the door of the auditorium.

An old yellow wooden door with a broken lock.

Gao Yang turned on the flashlight and looked down at the door. There was some shaken dust, which was obviously traces of movement. It seemed that the target entered directly through the front door.

"Someone went in..."

Jiuhan came to the same conclusion. Before he finished speaking, a high-pitched, melodious and somewhat sad whimpering sound came from inside the auditorium.

This voice was so familiar that Gao Yang was startled!
"Stop him quickly, it's the trumpeter!" Gao Yang shouted.

Jiuhan had obviously also come into contact with the Trumpeter. He didn't wait for Gao Yang to finish speaking, kicked open the door of the auditorium with a bang, and rushed in.

Gao Yang followed closely, and a strong flame immediately gathered in the palm of his right hand, lighting up the dark interior of the auditorium like a torch.

The sound has stopped.

Gao Yang and Jiu Han stood still and looked towards the stage at the end of the auditorium, where the sound came from.

The remaining members stood behind Gao Yang and Jiuhan without speaking, holding weapons in their hands and ready to fight at any time.

Gao Yang and Jiu Han waved their hands almost simultaneously, signaling everyone not to act rashly.

"Squeak."

There was a sound coming from the stage, and Gao Yang could see it clearly. It was a figure, sitting on a chair. The chair was old, unstable and creaking.

The figure stood up from the chair and walked to a small podium in the center of the stage.

"Zizizi... crackling..."

The figure spoke into a microphone, and it immediately made a sharp electric sound: "Hey, hey, hey, it's still working after so many years."

Gao Yang was shocked, he heard this voice.

Gao Yang withdrew the flame in his hand, and the auditorium dimmed instantly.The moonlight shone in from the windows, and after everyone adapted to the dark environment, they could see the face of the figure on the stage more clearly.

It's Niu Xuan.

"Niu Xuan?" Hui Xiong was a little surprised, then sighed as expected.

"Do you know each other?" Jiu Han stared at Niu Xuan on the stage, his voice cold.

"That's the person who fainted in 11." Gao Yang explained.

Jiuhan immediately understood that it was this boy who made Qilin Union pay attention to 11th Middle School again.

Jiuhan hesitated for a moment, but decided to ask three questions.

"who are you?"

"..."

"Where are you going?"

"..."

"Choose forgiveness or death."

Niu Xuan seemed not to hear the whole process and was still adjusting the microphone.

Finally, after a burst of noisy electrical noise, the sound stabilized.

"Ha ha."

Niu Xuan smiled, and his voice echoed through the microphone in the auditorium: "I miss you so much. 20 years ago, I was admitted to No. 1 Middle School as the No. 11 in the school. I stood here and read my speech in front of more than 1000 teachers and students. , that was probably the most glorious time in my life."

Gao Yang had a bad premonition: Niu Xuan was completely immersed in the life of Lizhuang Lake.

Unexpectedly, the next second, Gao Yang was slapped in the face.

Niu Xuan looked at Gao Yang: "Gao Yang, do you still remember what happened on the day of Wan Sisi's memorial service?"

Oh, it turns out that he still retains the memory of being Niu Xuan.

"Which thing?" Gao Yang asked deliberately.

Niu Xuan smiled lightly, his expression was calm, not at all like the Niu Xuan Gao Yang knew. "I provoked you with Wan Sisi's death. When you got angry, I was immediately scared."

Gao Yang remained silent.

"I never understood why I was afraid at that time. I have nothing to be afraid of you. But I was just afraid. I felt afraid in my bones."

Niu Xuan paused for a few seconds, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Now I understand that it was not my personality that I was afraid of at that time, but the beast sleeping in my body. I am not afraid of ordinary humans, I am Afraid of the awakened ones."

"Gao Yang, if it weren't for you, I might never wake up. Instead, I would be a crazy beast. In your words, I am a lost person. I will be confused until I grow old. I even thought I was a human being at the moment of death."

Niu Xuan smiled, and that smile contained a chill of self-destruction.

"You are not the lost one, you are the trumpeter." Gao Yang tried his best not to anger Niu Xuan, trying to get some more useful information out of him.

Why did Niu Xuan change from a lost person to a trumpeter?
Or is it that the crazy beast is the foundation, and other beasts have evolved from the group of crazy beasts?
Unfortunately, Niu Xuan did not answer Gao Yang.

As Douhu said, the trumpeter's mouth is very tough and no clues can be pried out.

"Gao Yang, thank you." Niu Xuan suddenly opened his arms and shouted: "I don't want to be a human anymore!"

Niu Xuan's voice echoed in the empty auditorium.

He put down his arms, lowered his head, and looked down at Gao Yang below the stage: "As a thank you, I have prepared a gift for you, please be sure to accept it."

Gao Yang's heart sank, and he suddenly felt a murderous aura spreading from all around.

【warn!You are facing...]

"Bang bang bang bang!"

The windows on both sides of the auditorium broke at the same time, and countless beasts broke in.

(End of this chapter)