No one dares to say that they have no hobbies at all.

Some like money to buy the most popular scientific and technological products or the most high-end things, so as to show off to people.

Some like girls, soft bodies, plus their waxy voice, or white legs.

Some people like boys

Cough.

Fang Mo just likes to do it. There's nothing wrong. However, if this love is added with an eschatological background, it will be a little strange.

But he won't feel weird. What happened in the end?

After the end of the world, this thing will completely become out of print, and maybe become a part of history.

"Don't move here. I'll buy some oranges."

Fang Mo smiled and pointed to a safer place. "By the way, if there's anything, just shout. I'll come soon, okay?"

"Where are you going, Admiral?" he looked up and stared at Fang Mo lovably.

Her big cute eyes and her skin, which is young and tender to almost water, are so moving.

Fang Mo took a deep breath. No wonder some people like such cos girls.

Obviously, they are all great.

Especially the tender skin and the lovely expression.

Of course, if a little older, it may no longer be suitable. Not only is it not as tender as a cos girl, it may also make people feel a sense of being.

But fortunately, darling is now in the best age.

So don't care about this for the time being.

"I've said that I'm going to buy some oranges, and you stand here." Fang Mo still smiled. There seemed to be something buried in his expression, but it was something hard to see through.

The girl puffed up her mouth and made her cheeks big: "don't lie, Mr. general, do you think I don't understand? I'm not your daughter..."

Have you been found?

It doesn't matter!

"I'm just going to buy oranges. Whether you believe it or not has nothing to do with me." Fang Mo waved his hand and walked in one direction.

Shua!

Bang, bang, bang!

After several roars appeared, he had disappeared in place.

Even if he has seen Fang Mo's ability, he is still surprised: "Mr. general, he is really a powerful man and can bring him a great sense of security. Well, he will help you watch these babies and try not to let them be stolen by anyone."

Obediently nodded, carefully put the big package on his back on the ground, and looked around vigilantly.

……

……

"Fooling around!"

On the platform, a teacher spoke loudly.

Below are rows of students, but now they don't have the ragged clothes they used to have. Instead, they all wear handsome little suits, both men and women.

They heard the teacher's enlightenment and shouted in unison, "a fool has brought us new life!"

The teacher nodded, then continued to say, "the headmaster is very strong!"

"It's all because of the bad boy who plays tricks. The headmaster said that after catching him, he will press him in the classroom and let him learn the rules."

The students shouted again.

Their voices were loud.

Fang Mo, who had just walked into the gymnasium, had heard the sound inside.

He was so stunned that he couldn't even believe it.

It's not that the content is strange

"No, you're a fool? I'm a fool? When did I become a fool in their mouth when I was clearly a sunny boy and a friendly general?"

"Also, bad boy? Still want to press me into the classroom? Ha ha! I'm kidding!"

Fang Mo disdained to curl his mouth and didn't take this threat to heart, but he knew very well that his current strength could not be pressed in the classroom.

As for the rules, didn't he?

However, when he saw the zombies gathered at an entrance next to the stadium and several hidden monsters, his expression became not very good-looking.

"These guys, can't you keep your voice down?" he shook his head complaining.

When I was about to walk over to fight, I saw that there seemed to be figures in the distant channel. Their expressions were very firm, as if nothing could beat them back.

Shua!

Fang Mo left here in an instant, then hid in a corner where he could almost see inside and looked at it secretly.

……

"Headmaster, there is still a monster more terrible than a zombie outside. Are we......" a teacher pointed out with a tangle on his face and great fear in his eyes.

The schoolmaster carried back his hands, and now he has recovered a little younger man. He casually opened his mouth and said, "so what's going on? The children are in class, can't you get over it? Besides, you don't know if the gel of monster can make us evolve."

A crowd, speechless.

They all found that the headmaster was very wrong.

Especially recently, it has become more and more conceited.

Although it is still the same for the students, it seems so proud when it is displayed outside.

For all monsters, they don't care.

"I really don't know whether this is good or bad."

"How did the headmaster become like this?"

"Blame the young man who gave him a manual of evolution..."

The teachers' faces are very ugly, and they only dare to put these words in their hearts.

They felt that the headmaster had changed.

However, they never thought that the headmaster was such a person that he would not pay attention to anything except his own students. Even if something stood beside him, it could not affect him at all.

However, with the advent of the end of the world, his mentality completely disappeared.

Now, it's just recovered.

"NIMA, is this still the headmaster I knew at the beginning? What does he want to do? He is so proud. Pride will make people step back!" Fang Mo looked at the people over there, especially the headmaster with his head raised high. He shook his head again and again: "he also said to send me to the classroom. I think you need to throw me into the classroom to study hard."

"Pride makes one step backward, modesty makes one progress."

"How can I forget? How can I teach and educate people..."

His mind is about to explode.

Obviously, he was the first to sow the seeds, but these seeds are still shrank here, and even because of the debauchery, they have led to a lot of zombies and monsters.

Look at those people made by Zhang Qiang. They are so strong that they explode.

Fang Mo is very dissatisfied.

He can't believe it. He's not as good as Zhang Qiang.

It's unscientific.