Chapter 241

Lin Li immediately paused the timer on the backup phone.

One minute and forty-one seconds.

Five hours in the doomsday, only one minute and forty-one seconds passed in reality.

The time flow ratio is about 1:180; that one second should be an operational error.

If he is in which world, that world is the slower one. That is to say, if he goes early Monday morning next week, about 56 minutes will pass in the other world?

Based on the experience of the past two times, it's really about the same.

"Is the time flow so idealistic? Why is it based on me as a reference?"

"Or is it actually based on the system as a reference? For example, is this doomsday world itself an extension of the system?"

The answers to these questions couldn't be figured out even if he racked his brains, so Lin Li simply gave up.

Checking himself, the situation was about the same as last time; no zombie-related flesh and blood were brought back. When Lin Li took out the plastic box in his pocket—the ant corpses and legs inside were gone.

That is to say, ant corpses can be brought from reality to the doomsday world, but cannot be brought back from the doomsday world to reality.

Great, in this way, if he dies in the doomsday, even when the time is up, his body won't be transmitted back to scare Wu Min! The system is really too considerate!

Lin Li gave the system a thumbs up. Details show warmth; it really is, Lin Li is crying to death.

On the system interface, the third button that lit up also had a number "20" on it.

It's not a countdown, just a fixed 20.

Honestly, Lin Li actually had some speculation about what this number meant.

Just like the weekly free refresh count is only once, could this button be used to refresh the number of times to go to the doomsday world every week?

Now that this number appears, does it mean that he needs "20" system currency to refresh once?

But Lin Li had no intention of clicking it.

The unit is very important.

Who knows if this unit will be "20 wives that the host can marry with future peach blossom luck."

Before confirming, Lin Li still won't click it.

Recalling that Bai Bufan was still waiting for his news, Lin Li picked up his phone.

"Lin Li: It's fine, I just hit ∠, now it's not uncomfortable at all. Tomorrow, no need to help me ask for leave."

"Bai Bufan:?"

"Bai Bufan: So my breakfast is saved?"

Never forget the original intention.

"Bai Bufan: Is it really fine or fake fine? Don't push yourself. If you should ask for leave, ask for leave; if you should rest, rest; if you should pass away, pass away."

Ignore it. Anyway, they will meet in a few hours. Lin Li washed up and rested.

"According to unofficial history, at the time of Xiapi City and Baimen Tower, when Cao Cao saw Lu Bu, who was tied up and sent over, he actually had the intention to subdue this number one fierce general of the Three Kingdoms, so he asked, 'Are you willing to surrender and be a dog under my gate'?"

Lu Bu was overjoyed upon hearing this; this was his intention in the first place, so he immediately answered loudly: "Bu is willing to surrender!"

Cao Cao gave up upon hearing this: "Sure enough, fierce generals all have pride, so I will grant you a glorious death!"

So Lu Bu was strangled and beheaded."

Bai Bufan's voice is always so recognizable.

Wild knowledge plus one.

"Why is the glorious death I heard different from yours?" Entering from the front door, after giving Chen Yuying's breakfast, Lin Li came to the back row and said with a smile.

"'Humans should grass humans, monsters should grass monsters, this is the rule of the natural world, and also the cycle of life'!" Bai Bufan shouted with his arms raised upon hearing this, "This is the glorious death you heard, right?"

"Bingo!" Lin Li snapped his fingers.

The Demon King is truly the one with the most correct worldview in "Dungeon Dry," none of them.

Breakfast finished.

Lin Li was about to ask if there was any homework to collect later, but his mouth twitched.

"You two gutters."

I saw Bai Bufan and Zhou Bao for after taking the breakfast, Bai Bufan took out a bottle of alcohol from the drawer and started spraying for disinfection, while Zhou Baowei, who put on a mask on the side, was waiting eagerly for Bai Bufan to finish so it would be his turn.

Paying so much attention to disinfection, who are they defending against? It's so hard to guess.

"Lin Li, open your mouth, this is mouth freshener." After spraying the breakfast, Bai Bufan turned to look at Lin Li with alcohol.

Eager Zhou Baowei: What about me?

Lin Li also smiled and pointed to his arm: "Bufan, look up, this is a scarf for breathing difficulties."

Bai Bufan: "?"

"Wait!"

The mouth freshener wasn't sprayed, but the scarf was indeed wrapped.

"Wrong, wrong, wrong!" Bai Bufan, who almost had the same ending as Lu Bu, rubbed his neck after Lin Li let go and asked curiously: "What exactly happened to you last night? Are you still uncomfortable now?"

"It's fine, the discomfort last night was an illusion."

"Oh, an illusion, sigh, an illusion."

"Is it really that regrettable?" Lin Li smiled.

"Haha, how could it be? I was worried about you last night and have been praying for you. I'm learning the 'Rebirth Mantra' and 'Sutra of Saving People'." Bai Bufan focused on brotherly loyalty, then sighed: "Lin Li, what do you think will happen after people die?"

"Change to a new desk mate and welcome a beautiful tomorrow. You die, I die, it's all like this."

"Reasonable."

"Ring—"

In the last class of the afternoon, the bell rang, and after the geography teacher put away the lesson plan and left the classroom, the classroom instantly became noisy.

Bai Bufan, who was standing in the back of the class, returned to his seat happily:

"Go, go downstairs! Bloody battle with Class 3! Let those math geeks who only know how to study know how powerful we parallel classes are!"

As for why Bai Bufan was standing in the back of the class, it was because when the teacher asked him why Middle Eastern buildings have thick walls and small windows.

The correct answer is that the Middle East is mainly a subtropical, tropical desert climate with a large temperature difference between day and night. Thick walls and small windows are conducive to heat insulation and cold protection.

But Bai Bufan's answer was 'thick walls are conducive to bulletproofing, and small windows are convenient for shooting'.

And then he was standing.

This time only, Lin Li is willing to speak up for Bai Bufan; Bufan's answer is no problem!

Of course, if you ask Lin Li if he really spoke up for him.

Then that has to go back to the beginning.

"Go!" Lin Li nodded and began to exercise his muscles and bones.

Starting this week, those fun projects will start one after another, and projects like tug-of-war that cannot be carried out multiple times in a short time, and can only have two participating parties in one competition, naturally have to start as early as possible.

Today is the first round of competition. There is no drawing of lots in this round, simply Class 1 vs Class 2, Class 3 vs Class 4, and so on.

Lots will be drawn starting from the top ten.

"I have already scouted Class 3." Chen Tianming came over at this time and said.

"What level?" Bai Bufan asked.

"I am already studying the opponents in the finals." Chen Tianming answered.

Bai Bufan: "..."

"If we lose because of this flag of yours, you'd better be prepared to do a handstand and fuck the sky, Tianming." Bai Bufan commented.

"Don't worry, it's stable. I feel like their whole class's weight added together isn't as heavy as Baowei." Chen Tianming waved his hand, then looked forward with some expectation: "I hope Class 17 can also advance and meet us in the end. That way, regardless of victory or defeat, it will become a topic that Qiaoqiao and I can talk about."

Zhou Baowei: "Chen Tianming, what the hell am I in your eyes?"

Chen Tianming, who entered the lick-dog mode, ignored him.

"His and Qiaoqiao's sex toy." Lin Li answered for him.

"What toy?"

"A collar." Bai Bufan answered.

"That's reasonable." Zhou Baowei nodded, then slapped his palm with his fist, with killing intent in his words:

"In order to increase the counterweight during the competition in the afternoon, I deliberately didn't even take a shit. This time, we will definitely win."

Lin Li, Bai Bufan: "?"

"You must stand last when we tug-of-war later. If you stand at the front, I won't play, I'll quit." The two said in unison.

Humans will break their limits when they exert force.

Standing behind Zhou Baowei or something, don't want that kind of thing.

Especially when you have to shout the slogan 'one, two, pull', who knows where Zhou Baowei pulled it.

Zhou Baowei: "?"

"Don't worry, as a mature and steady man like me, I will definitely stand at the end of the rope as the anchor." Zhou Baowei said calmly.

"Stability and weight are seen, but mature is the opposite; you look like you're overripe." Lin Li commented.

Zhou Baowei: "..."

"Old Jian Tou is here, come out quickly, let's go." Wang Ze poked his head in at the door and shouted to several people.

Tug-of-war is a mix of men and women, eight men and eight women. Only the first year has this competition. After all, after dividing classes, some classes may not be able to gather eight boys or eight girls.

Monk classes and nun classes just don't have human rights.

For this kind of class competition, students who didn't participate naturally have to go down to cheer for the class, so Class 4 gathered the team first, then went downstairs loosely.

Basketball court.

When the crowd of Class 4 went down, there were already many people on the court, after all, many classes gathered here.

However, the school only prepared four tug-of-war ropes, and some classes had to wait for other classes to finish pulling.

"That little loli is so cute." Zhang Haoyang pointed to the distance and said in a low voice.

On the side of the court, a little girl with pink makeup and jade carving was particularly conspicuous because she was wearing a bubble skirt instead of a school uniform. She stood on tiptoe, trying to poke her head out of the crowd, and was holding a lollipop that was about to melt.

She should be a teacher's daughter.

"You should stand in a row and give one to each—." Lin Li looked at Zhang Haoyang upon hearing this.

"Really? Give me one!" Zhang Haoyang got energetic, Pan Hong possessed.

"Lin Li, why did I receive 5.56?" Bai Bufan raised his hand and asked in confusion.

"If I didn't say that, would you come?" Lin Li didn't even act.

Zhang Haoyang: "..."

You two, damn it.

"Are you still giving the address? Are you still going?" Lin Li looked at Zhang Haoyang.

"Give! But I have a request, 5.56 bullets are still too big, can you change to a smaller one, like. 22 or something? I like small ones." Zhang Haoyang nodded, but gave his suggestion sincerely.

Lin Li: "?"

This also wants the smallest? Damn.

"You are really immune to oil and salt!!" Lin Li laughed and scolded.

"Don't worry, buddy is purely obsessed with the two-dimensional. If someone really practices copper in reality, that bag will be the whole family's death." Zhang Haoyang explained with a smile, suppressing the killing intent of Lin Li and others.

"By the way, Bufan, do you want to go shooting together this weekend?" Because 5.56 was mentioned, Lin Li suddenly remembered this and turned to ask Bai Bufan.

Last week, because the time was too rushed, Lin Li gave up the experience of live ammunition shooting.

But this weekend is normal, and now Lin Li has money and leisure. Since he has this idea, he will realize it.

It's a bit boring to go alone. It's better to share the joy than to enjoy it alone, so Lin Li planned to pull Bai Bufan along.

As for the girls, he can ask later.

One person gets wealth, chickens and dogs ascend to heaven!

"Your size is not right, I won't shoot with you, I'm afraid of inferiority." Bai Bufan expressed refusal.

No errors in the content, look at it at a glance!

Lin Li: "... I'm talking about playing with real guns."

"Real guns? How to play with real guns?" Bai Bufan was confused upon hearing this.

"I plan to go to a live ammunition shooting club this weekend to try real guns. I'm asking if you want to go?"

"Ah? How to go? Where? Where do we have such a place here?" Bai Bufan was stunned, having never heard of it.

"There is a live ammunition shooting club in the Yushun District of Pingjiang. My plan is Saturday morning, take the high-speed rail there, experience it in the afternoon, and take the high-speed rail back in the evening, round trip on the same day." Lin Li stated his plan.

He hadn't experienced live ammunition shooting, and Lin Li had grown up so big, because he wasn't keen on tourism, he hadn't taken planes, high-speed rails, or subways.

These are all things that can be experienced.

"Can we go play at our age?" Bai Bufan asked.

"Yes, I asked their customer service online, but the firearms we can use will be fewer." Lin Li nodded, he had already stepped on the spot online in advance.

"A bit tempted," Bai Bufan nodded, which boy doesn't have an idea of playing with real guns, "About how much money, including round-trip tickets?"

"Tickets don't cost much, just two stops, round trip is only." Lin Li told the truth.

"Oh, only... how much?!" Bai Bufan grabbed Lin Li's collar and broke his voice, "More than a thousand?!"

These are three spring breeze spirits (Xiong Da, Xiong Er, Bald Qiang)!

He still has to keep this money to go back and be a real person!

Real person—money in reality is charged into the two-dimensional.

Although he has this dream, if it's this price, the dream is not impossible to suppress.

After all, only the unreachable is called a dream.

Bai Bufan felt that he was doing this to maintain the dignity of his dream.

"I'll treat you to the club consumption." Lin Li laughed contemptuously upon hearing this.

Bai Bufan: "?"

Bai Bufan let go of Lin Li's collar, carefully helped him tidy it up, and then asked in a low voice: "Say it again?"

"I'll treat." Lin Li repeated.

"You want to treat me to more than a thousand dollars worth of bullets?" Bai Bufan couldn't believe it.

"Yes."

"Do you have this money?"

"Yes."

"Lin Li, do you have a mirror?"

"No."

"Hehe," Bai Bufan sneered and mocked: "Lin Li, you don't have a mirror, but you have urine, right? Do you want to take a piss and look at yourself, and see if you look like my dad?"

Lin Li, who was ready to fight back, was stunned when he heard the last word.

Bai Bufan said this, and his train of thought was interrupted.

"Dad, why don't you talk? Don't you have urine either? It's okay, I have this, I'll help you pee. Don't worry, I drank a lot of water today, it will definitely not be yellow, and it won't affect your prosperous appearance." Bai Bufan's tone was extremely flattering.

As expected of Bai Bufan, focusing on a great man who can bend and bend.

"Then don't pee on my shoes, otherwise I will slap you too." Lin Li said with a smile.

"No, Lin Li, are you playing for real? Where did you get rich recently? Are you really treating?" Bai Bufan was very confused, "Or does this store have any activities?"

"Talk about it in detail later, tug-of-war first." Lin Li nudged his head forward.

The referee had already come over and started using a dustpan filled with powder to redraw the line that determined victory or defeat more clearly.

Everyone started to stand in position.

Tug-of-war positioning is also a bit particular. Class 4 has Zhuo Yongfei and Chen Tianming standing at the front, Zhou Baowei as the anchor at the end, and other boys and girls arranged in the middle according to height.

So Lin Li, the tallest in Class 4, became the second-to-last position.

"Are these the people from Class 3." Bai Bufan squinted at the Class 3 students who had also started to stand in position on the opposite side, and waved his hand gracefully: "Got it, local chickens and dogs, don't even need us to start plan b."

At this time, Lin Li had no time to ignore Bai Bufan.

He is skating.

Looking at the goods handed to him by the person in front, Lin Li pinched a little powder on his tiger's mouth, carefully spread it out, then pressed one of his nostrils, brought the other nostril close, and took a fierce breath.

After tasting for a few seconds, Lin Li frowned and shook his head at the other party:

"Boss, these goods are not pure, the quality is not good, or is my method wrong, do I need another way?"

Xue Jian: "..."

The corners of Old Jian Tou's mouth twitched wildly.

You damn.

Why is this little rabbit Lin Li's movements so proficient?!

If the students he taught produced one who would inhale this, his reputation would be ruined.

But fortunately, the one who did this was Lin Li, which was normal.

Xue Jian suppressed the idea of dumping all the anti-slip powder in his hand on Lin Li's forehead—afraid that this child would get high on the spot, and scolded: "Be honest, hurry up and apply it to your hands."

"Alright." Lin Li nodded, reached out and grabbed a handful of anti-slip powder, rubbed it on his hands.

This kind of powder can increase friction and protect hands from being scratched by rough ropes.

"Lin Li, Bai Bufan, and everyone, come on." Chen Yuying, who had a camera hanging around her neck, cheered for everyone on the side.

Chen Yuying's strength is not great, so she didn't participate in this project.

"Don't worry, monitor, I have opened the heavenly eye, how can I lose." Lin Li dotted a 'heavenly eye' on his forehead with anti-slip powder, and then saluted with two fingers.

"That's the best." Chen Yuying smiled and raised the camera around her neck, taking a picture of Lin Li's stinky face.

Class 3 didn't seem to have anyone particularly strong, and Lin Li didn't need to hide any of this collective strength, just use his full strength.

Tug-of-war is best of three. If he loses the first round, Lin Li will just open 【Power Accumulation】 and super double it.

So Lin Li can top several people.

"Damn, why am I included in everyone, but you two have names." Wang Ze, who was sandwiched between Lin Li and Bai Bufan, focused on other places.

"You can prepare." The referee blew the whistle, and the surroundings quieted down.

"Whichever side the red rope is pulled to, that side wins. Don't use force on both sides now! If you use force in advance, I will judge you to lose directly! Best of three, during the competition, you must stand, cannot sit or lie on the ground, and are not allowed to let go on purpose..."

After explaining the rules, the referee put the whistle in his mouth.

"Beep—"

"Come on! Come on! Class 4! Come on!"

"Class 3! Come on! Class 3! Come on!"

"One—two—pull!!! One—two—pull!!!"

"Wang Ze!!"

In an instant, large swaths of shouting sounded in this area, deafening.

There is indeed a gap in the strength of the two sides, and the red rope is moving towards Class 4 one-sidedly.

"One, two, pull!!"

"Wang Ze!!"

"One, two, pull!!"

"Wang Ze!!"

"Beep—"

The competition started for only ten seconds, the whistle blew, and the first round ended!

The winner is naturally Class 4.

"Class 4 wins! The second round starts in five minutes!"

"We are the champions!! We are the champions!!" Although they haven't completely won yet, with the one-sided situation of the competition just now, the result has already come out.

"Lin Li!! We are the champions!" Wang Ze turned back, excitedly shaking Lin Li's shoulders, and by the way, wiped the anti-slip powder on his hands on Lin Li's clothes.

Although he didn't know why Lin Li didn't follow everyone to shout slogans but shouted his own name during the competition, maybe this is the bond.

Until Wang Ze noticed that Lin Li's eyes looking at him were a bit wrong.

"What, what's wrong?" Wang Ze asked in confusion.

Lin Li looked down.

So Wang Ze also looked down.

"Yo, Lin Li, good taste, the pattern on the upper of your shoes is the same as the pattern on the sole of my shoes!" Wang Ze 'surprisedly' discovered that the two had a high degree of similarity in aesthetics!

Lin Li didn't speak, just smiled.

"Haha, no wonder I just found out why the ground is uneven, but I only focused on using force, didn't pay attention, it turned out that you kid was making trouble, naughty." Wang Ze patted Lin Li's shoulder heavily and said with a smile.

Lin Li didn't speak, just smiled.

"You kept shouting my name, seriously, it's quite moving, I thought you hoped I would work hard with you, or that my name could give you strength, haha."

Lin Li didn't speak, just smiled.

Wang Ze really couldn't laugh this time. He pressed Lin Li's shoulder and asked slowly with sincerity and expectation:

"Brother, you will still help me bring breakfast tomorrow, right."

Lin Li shook his head with an expression that really couldn't help you, and said to Wang Ze with a smile:

"Three difficult wishes at once, classmate Wang, so greedy, do you think I am Aladdin's lamp?"

Wang Ze: "?"

(End of chapter)