On the street under the night sky —
The wandering zombies had become a fixed landscape. This was a forbidden zone for humans, the cruelest hunting ground … but it was also a paradise for high-level zombies. They were the darlings of evolution, the existence that stood at the top of the food chain.
At this time, one of them was galloping under the night sky.
During the time when she left the Spider Queen's lair, her form had changed a lot … but her mouth kept opening and closing, silently, as if she was whispering two words, "Ling Mo …"
"What are you chanting! Don't you know that chanting behind your back will make people sneeze! "Ling Mo's real body finally complained. He thought the situation would improve, but he didn't expect that it was simply a countdown of a time bomb! Even if it stopped for a while, it would definitely appear again soon.
In this kind of situation, it really wasn't enough to just rely on self-suppression … This made Ling Mo remember what the Spider Queen had said before, "You will come to find me sooner or later …"
Shana, on the other hand, immediately turned around and said with a smile, "This is nonsense without any scientific basis …"
"Brainiac, keep silent at this time! Come girl, let me replenish my energy … "
"Don't …" Ye Lian's weak voice sounded.
While the main body was busy, Ling Mo's zombie puppet wasn't idle at all.
Multitasking was not too difficult for him now, the stronger his spiritual power, the easier it was for him to implement. Of course, it was even easier for him to do something else when it wasn't important …
The strange movement in the wilderness was transmitted to the zombie puppet's ears through the spiritual connection, but this killing machine did not respond to it. At this time, he was concentrating on a window … listening to the corner of the wall.
The process of leaving the conference room was not difficult, he just needed to wait patiently for the opportunity and find a chance to slip away. The difficult part was how to make the group of guards ignore the abnormality … Regarding this problem, Ling Mo made a bold attempt.
He first took out a set of relatively clean clothes, and then reluctantly put it on the zombie puppet, then put on a hat, and then calmly walked out … He immediately attracted a lot of attention when he walked out, mainly because of his body size, and secondly because of doubts ….
"Have you seen this person before?"
"What about you?"
"How did he get out?"
Everyone looked at each other in dismay. Other than the figure, they couldn't see the face clearly … The lighting was too dim! It was good enough that he could see the silhouette …
But no one dared to go up and let him take off their hats! Which of the people who walked out of the conference room didn't slap them to death?
Hence, the atmosphere suddenly became strange.
As for Ling Mo, being stared at by this group of people in silence, his heart was beating like a drum.
But thinking that this was a zombie puppet, it was not a big deal if it got out of hand, he suddenly had a little bit of confidence.
With this confidence, he walked faster, and at the same time left a rather cold sentence: "Get out of my way, today's meeting is very important. Except for the captain and the others, don't let anyone else in. "
"Then … .you …." A guard saw Ling Mo walk past him, and braced himself to ask one more question.
As a result, he got a stare: "I have something to do!"
"You're busy …" The guard quickly stepped back, and secretly scolded himself for having nothing better to do …
After Ling Mo left unhurriedly, this group of guards still hadn't come to their senses ….
"Did he use his special ability?" Someone finally found a reasonable explanation.
"Probably … Do you want to ask …"
"Ask my ass, if you want to get scolded, go ahead."
"Fuck, why me …"
Things that had nothing to do with life and death, most people would not rush to do it. This was the way of life of the people in the camp. And people like Ling Mo, who relied on themselves to survive, must pay more attention to the details. It was precisely because of this that Ling Mo took the risk to use this method.
But this method could not be used twice. It was fine to fool these people, but if it was against the person in the window, it would not work …
Archive room …
When Ling Mo touched this place, he noticed the iron plate hanging on top of it.
The original Air Force had left behind a large amount of information, and with the integration of the Falcons, it formed a large archive room that gathered a large amount of disaster information. The reason why the Air Force could take over the surrounding survivor camps was because of this information. In such a lack of means of communication, and the scope of human activities was greatly limited, information could be said to be extremely important, but it was not easy to get. So from a strategic point of view, this was of course a very important department … And the people who managed here obviously would not be ordinary.
Ling Mo thought, "I didn't expect that they would actually put their nails in here …."
After eavesdropping and smell distinguishing, he had basically determined the number of people inside.
Three people … One of them was the nail.
The other party could lurk for so long and put their hands in such an important position, they must be an extremely cautious person …
"Take it slow … The things in the conference room and the rooftop can't be covered up for too long. Once it reaches here, this person will immediately inform Staff Officer Wang … But because of this, there can't be any mistakes." Thinking of this, Ling Mo had already turned his eyes to the door.
The security door … With the strength of the zombie puppet, it was not difficult to open it, the most important thing was …
"Snap!"
As the Master Ball jumped out, Ling Mo's eyes suddenly became focused.
The Master Ball that was lying on the lock of the door firmly fixed itself in place, and the spiritual tentacles that reached out from its body silently penetrated into the keyhole.
"Now there is no need to open the door …"
Although the spiritual power that was swallowed had not been completely digested, after some evolution, Ling Mo's tentacles had changed.
Transformation!
In the past, it was very difficult to condense a normal size, uniform thickness, and moderate hardness tentacle, but with the support of a stronger spiritual power, Ling Mo could make some changes to the tentacles in a small range. This was because he did not practice for a long time, otherwise, in Ling Mo's opinion, he should be able to change more … In simple terms, if his spiritual power value was 5 before, now it was probably close to 6, and his starting point might be 0.5 or even lower …
And the first thing he practiced was lock picking.
Thinking of this, Ling Mo could not help but feel a little sad … He did not expect that there would be a day where he would practice lock picking!
After the tentacles entered the keyhole, they immediately began to expand, and began to adapt to the shape like a gel.
This process seemed simple, but in fact, it was quite a test of a person's imagination and concentration.
It was difficult for people who were not psychic to imagine a person secretly competing with the air, and constantly refining their imagination into a key … Moreover, this was not something that could be done just by thinking about it, and there would be a lot of resistance …
Compared to the strengthening ability, the psychic ability was obviously a more complicated ability … Of course, this was also based on the current situation.
And from this feeling of holding in his urine, Ling Mo gradually realized a very important point … This ability should actually be tailor-made for people with mental illnesses! How could a normal person have such a broad line of thinking and a super strong imagination that could deceive oneself and others!
After feeling dizzy for more than ten seconds, Ling Mo finally felt a trace of movement.
"Ka ka ka …"
The door slowly opened, and the Master Ball wrapped around it completely blocked the sound inside. Coupled with Ling Mo's slow way of unlocking, the process almost made no sound.
The movement was slow enough to minimize the sound of friction between the door frame. The moment the door opened, Ling Mo rushed in impatiently …
"Ka." The door was closed, and the lock was immediately destroyed by Ling Mo.
However, the moment he turned the corner, Ling Mo, who was hiding behind the corner of the wall, was stunned.
A rather slim woman was standing at the other end of the aisle, and the point was … She was leaning against the corner of the wall, and her hands were grabbing the corner of her skirt, slowly pulling it down …
The moment Ling Mo appeared, what he saw was …
"It really is a Ding …"
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