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Volume 5 Apocalyptic Aria Chapter 170 "Future" Notes

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    "Ling, why are you still with her? She's obviously just a passerby, just throw it away after using it!" When Xin Lujiu met Ling who returned to the hotel, she revealed the truth mercilessly in the first sentence, and followed closely  , the second sentence expressed his feelings, "Why don't we come back early and let's play 'Shake'~" Shake, a very gentlemanly physical game that requires two people to entangle each other to form a pirate ship.  The head and stern of the boat completed the rocking motion with the tacit cooperation of the two people.  What will happen in the process, and what will lead to the result Since it is the opposite sex, there is no need to say more.  "Don't be ridiculous, I don't have the leisure and elegance to do so. Boil a pot of hot water for me and I'll just make instant noodles for dinner. I have to go out later." Zero had been sullen since he entered the door and casually put  He took off his "costumes" such as inner and outer coats and tool bags, threw them aside, and walked straight to Haoran's room.  Xin Lujiu took off her coat and quietly held it in her hand. She put it under her nose and smelled it greedily. She was reveling in her heart: Ling stood outside the door of Haoran's independent room. After thinking for a moment, he decided to knock on the door first before going in. After all, he  What is going to be done next is quite inhumane and is equivalent to an experiment.  Dong Dong Dong, "Haoran, it's me, can you go in now?" The door opened naturally, and Ling noticed that Haoran looked tired.  The reason why Ling thinks so is simply because he has done it before, and it was much more serious than Haoran.  "I got the one that allowed you to gain this ability." Zero took out a thin notebook from his arms, and all the paper with handwriting (diary) on it seemed to have been ruthlessly torn away by him.  Haoran took the note with both hands. The moment the note touched his hands, it naturally displayed the name "Zhang Haoran", and it also came with various physical data and ability characteristics: Height 183cm; Weight 78kg; Muscle strength:  Three times that of ordinary people; cell activity is twelve times that of ordinary people; IQ is 85% of ordinary people, that is, 92; logical processing ability is within the scope of normal people; psychological control and intelligence gathering abilities are both normal people  level.  Ling squinted his eyes and thought, "When Ling first took over this notebook, it already showed his abilities - psychological system and fear; unknown growth potential; unknown ultimate form But this time, Haoran's abilities have changed.  : Rule system¡¤Fear; Growth is active and excellent; It has reached its final form.  "Brother Ling, I don't need to pay the price like you. Is this true for those with abilities related to 'fear'?" Haoran actually asked a silly question that he would never have asked three years ago.  "Ah? This can't be determined. After all, if you want to get the correct conclusion, you need to calculate a lot of things and master enough information." When Ling met Haoran for the first time, he could already tell that his current intelligence level was not as good as before.  .  Zero unknowingly entered the state of zero-hour thinking, and the swastika in his left eye faintly rotated.  There was a sudden flash of cold light in the corner of Zero's eyes, as if he had some kind of determination.  "Brother Ling, thisit seems that words appear on a few pages of this book." Haoran's words immediately interrupted Ling's thinking.  "Turn it over to me." "This, this, this, and the reverse sideit records a total of four days" Haoran's hand trembled every time he pointed.  What content shocked him?  "Heh it's actually the 'future' this is -" Zero smiled for the second time today, a smile that came from the bottom of his heart and felt happy from the bottom of his heart, "It's really wonderful!" ¡ù¡ùThe long-lost small theater  ¡ù¡ù "Haoran, this is the future diary. What I hold in my hand belongs only to your future diary!~" If Haoran saw it right, in his eyes, the current Zero has long pink hair.   "Hey, did you go to the wrong set? This is "The Final Line of Defense"" The corners of Haoran's mouth began to twitch, "Speaking of which, should the director give me some fuel for my IQ? I want to go back to the first film."  Me in the second volume! This time, I seem to be the kind of person who has ¡®muscles in my brain¡¯. I don¡¯t like this.¡± (Director: There are no chicken drumsticks in your lunch box today! Haoran: I¡¯m the director.  Wrong, I will play the role of a gorilla well) "Haorandid you say that you don't like it?" His entire face darkened, and Haoran found that he couldn't see his expression!  ¡°Squeak¡­the notebook made a strange noise, and then the text on the page changed¡ªthe last line read: Haoran died in three seconds.  Ling had a spoiled expression on his face: "I've cooked you." Haoran's last thoughts before his consciousness disappeared:(ps: Since the charge is per thousand words, the small theater for short stories will not charge everyone. In view of this, I still keep this complaint that everyone has praised unanimously for the paragraph. As long as there are flaws, we will see the emergence of small theater~  )
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