I Really Want To Go Against The Sky Chapter 1: Yangfan waste wood
Yang Fan opened his eyes and saw that there were actually cars flying in the sky, and there were more than one.
The trajectory looks messy, or glides, or dives, and some are even walking on the 8th character, but the speed and speed are different, and there is no runaway collision.
"Nima, it seems that she is really drunk, and she has started dreaming, and even cars are flying in the sky."
"Well, dreaming well, dreaming means I can finally fall asleep!"
Yang Fan turned over and continued to sleep in a different position. After five days and five nights of insomnia, he never felt that sleeping was such a happy thing.
It's so sweet, so sweet, so enjoyable!
Therefore, wine is really a good thing. He should have thought of using this method to help him sleep early, even if he drinks and vomits to death, it is worth it.
"You turned over, your body coordination improved, and your physical fitness recovered +1."
In a trance, a soft but slightly mechanical strange female voice came from his ear. Yang Fan frowned, and said in a vague voice in his mouth: "Don't make trouble! Sleep!"
instantly became quiet, Yang Fan swallowed twice, and began to drool at the corner of his mouth, sleeping soundly.
After an hour, an unfamiliar voice sounded again.
"You sleep for an hour continuously, your mental strength has recovered, and your physical fitness has recovered by +1."
"You have been in the sun for an hour, your radiation protection ability is strengthened, photosynthesis +1, psionic +1."
"If you breathe for one hour continuously, your lung capacity will increase, and your poison will be +1."
Hoooo!
Yang Fan slept deadly, completely ignoring the chattering from ear to ear.
He was so tired. He suffered from insomnia for five days and five nights. He tortured him several times and wanted to escape from the building. Now he has fallen asleep by alcohol, and he wants to sleep like this all the time, preferably forever. Don’t wake up.
Even if he died, he would die on the bed.
"Yang Fan! Yang Fan! Are you okay? Wake up! Wake up!"
"It doesn't seem to be poisoned, this guy will not fall asleep, you hear this grunt."
"Is it good to have a long brain? Yang Fan is a waste product, but it is not a lack of attention. Now he is on a mock exam and is in the wild. He didn't even wear a radiation-proof coat. He slept here. Looking for death? ."
"Looking at the scar on the back of his head, it was obviously thrown here after being stunned. Who has such a big hatred against him? It doesn't count that he was stunned. He also stripped off his protective clothing. Didn’t you want Yang Fan’s life?"
A group of young people in uniform protective clothing twirled around Yang Fan and made good comments, but none of them was willing to lend a helping hand to him, and he was too lazy to even send him a signal to the proctor for help.
"It’s done, it’s just a waste, it’s better to die. Let’s continue the assessment. Don’t affect your achievements because of a waste!"
Soon, the crowd dispersed and Yang Fan's side was quiet again.
Hoooo!
Yang Fan turned over again, sleeping better, and drooling all over the place, but he didn't realize it.
"You turned over, your body coordination improved, and your physical fitness recovered +1."
Thousands of kilometers above the sky, in the depths of white clouds, the Yunling Ⅰ type airship is suspended in suspension, the monitoring hall in the central area, Huang Zhong, the class teacher of the 29th class of the third grade, looked at Yang Fan in sleep.
Even breathing, heartbeat 65 times per minute, qi and blood strength 86, all vital signs are normal.
does not seem to have any problems, but who can explain, how can a martial arts class 2 student in other areas withstand the following third-level radiation and second-level malaria?
"This kid is kind of interesting!"
Beside , the head teacher of the 28th class of the third grade senior Gao Xiangyang looked at the monitoring screen about Yang Fan with great interest, and said: "I was put on the black hand as soon as I entered the venue, I took off my mask and took off my clothes. Naked in the wild, tweeting, how much hatred this is, actually trying to force people to death."
Gao Xiangyang shook his head and shook his head, "If an ordinary person were thrown in the wild like this, he would die of heart and lung failure in less than half an hour, but this kid, it’s been an hour. He fell asleep and really regarded it as his bedroom. He slept so sweetly, and it seemed that my old man was a little sleepy."
said, Gao Xiangyang also deliberately raised his arm and stretched his waist, yawning.
"Teacher Huang," Gao Xiangyang lowered his arms and turned his head to look at the yellow bell beside his eyes. An expression you made a lot of: "I really want to congratulate you, this kid is gifted with a gift." Maybe there is any special hidden blood in the body, it is a dusty orb!"
Huang Zhong's mouth twitched, and there was an urge to raise his hand and slap the slap in front of him.
The whole South China Martial Arts School, who didn’t know that Yang Fan was a famous martial arts waste wood. At the age of 16, he was only a second-level martial artist. Class 29 and even the shame of the entire South China Military Academy.
Such a student in his class, in addition to dragging his legs or dragging his legs, if the federal twelve-year compulsory education must not be violated, Huang Zhong kicked the grandson out of school.
"If Teacher Xiang Yang thinks he is a baby, even if he takes it away, my old Huang will never say half a word."
Huang Zhong took Gao Xiangyang’s arm and dragged him to his desk. "Come, Teacher Gao, don’t be polite with me. I have students applying for transfers in the drawer, as long as You nod, my old Huang Lima signed it, absolutely unambiguous!"
Gao Xiangyang's body was shocked, which made a trick overlord to remove his armor, and easily shook Huang Zhong away, and at the same time shook his head and waved his hand: "Just kidding, Teacher Huang should never take it seriously, after all, gentlemen don't take advantage of others~ IndoMTL.com~ Such a good baby, my elder Gao, is not worth it. Teacher Huang should keep it for yourself."
Just kidding, Yangfan's waste wood, but the famous crane tail, high school has always occupied the last place in the penultimate grade for three years. They also want to impact the top ten excellent classes in the 28th class. How could he be accepted?
"Really not?" Huang Zhong didn't give up, saying temptation: "Special bloodline, even nuclear radiation can be immune, only the second class of martial arts has resistance equivalent to the level of a warrior, a little training. Maybe it’s the next Chu Feiyun, is Teacher Gao really unimpressed?"
Seeing that Huang Zhong seemed to want to rely on him, Gao Xiangyang stepped back two steps quickly and set aside some distance from Huang Zhong. Yi Zhengzheng said: "Teacher Huang doesn't have to say it anymore, I still say that, the gentleman doesn't seize anyone. Well, Yang Fanzong is the golden bloodline, and that is also a student in your teacher Huang class, Gao Mou will never be half-hearted."
Huang Zhong pouted, scolding contemptuously in his heart, counseling!
Then, Huang Zhong turned his eyes to Yang Fan who was still asleep on the screen, feeling so embarrassed.
Such waste wood, not to mention the golden bloodline, even if it is the legendary god-level bloodline, does not have a little talent for martial arts cultivation, and has a hair use?
Moreover, the ability to resist radiation and malaria is not necessarily a special blood line, it may also be a genetic mutation or any special medicines that have been taken before. In short, dog meat is still dog meat, and waste wood is still waste wood. what.
"Ah, it seems that this time in the mock exam, Class 29 will be at the bottom again."
"Fortunately, there is only one month left. When the college entrance examination is over, I will be completely relieved! Finally, I don’t have to look down on the penultimate class!"
Huang Zhong's eyes are a little wet, excited.