After a moment, Shana put down her pen with a smile, tore the note into pieces, then turned around and ran out.
With the spiritual contact location given by Ling Mo and the weak connection between them, Shana quickly found Ye Lian and Li Yalin.
While the three girls rushed to the 21st floor, Ling Mo tore out the page of notes with a troubled expression, then crumpled it into a ball and threw it to Heisi.
"Here, destroy the corpse and remove all traces." Ling Mo rubbed his brows.
Heisi let out a "woo", lowered her head and swallowed the ball of paper.
"Uh... I just let you bite it, not eat it... Sure enough, I should have named you Beiniang."
Ling Mo glanced at the black silk in surprise, and then patted its head: "I don't know how far your intelligence will improve... I used to call you a stupid dog, but now I hope you can continue to be stupid.
Go down..."
Ling Mo felt a throbbing pain in his scalp when he thought of the paper negotiation he had just had with Xia Na.
When a zombie's intelligence increases to that of a normal human, but lacks the common sense constraints that humans have, the zombie will become very... a bunker!
"Fortunately, it has finally been postponed for the time being... Maybe she will forget this agreement? No, Shana said that zombies will not forget any memories..."
Ling Mo patted his forehead and comforted himself: "Whatever was thrown away from me, get back from this girl twice as much! Those things that used to improve combat effectiveness can only be counted as interest!"
But it turns out that his two-way vision sharing method is indeed feasible.
But this ability can only work on Shana at present. Because her memory and intelligence have basically recovered, and her mental light group has become stable.
The spiritual light groups of Ye Lian and Li Yalin both showed instinctive resistance and rejection to this.
This situation makes Ling Mo feel a little helpless, but one bite cannot make him fat. Being able to successfully connect with one of them is already progress.
The next step is to try to get rid of this mode of communicating with pens, and try to communicate the voice directly as much as possible.
But this is difficult to do and requires a lot of mental energy to back it up.
After thinking about it, Ling Mo's attention was already focused on the white-collar corpse puppet.
Seeing that the three Ye Lian girls had appeared on the 21st floor, he immediately controlled the corpse puppet and waved to them.
This was not the first time they saw Ling Mo's corpse, so they were not surprised.
When Li Yalin passed by him, she even reached out and patted the corpse puppet's butt.
Although the pain was not shared, Ling Mo noticed it immediately.
"You...what...what...you..."
This corpse puppet has not spoken for too long, and its voice is completely mute. It is not only unpleasant to hear, but also difficult for people to hear clearly.
Li Yalin smiled slightly and said, "You always photograph me. I also want you to know what it feels like to be photographed."
"...Tch..." The corpse puppet tried hard to pull down the corner of its mouth to express dissatisfaction.
Shana put the sickle aside smoothly. At the same time, she said casually: "Sister, you are always being slapped by Brother Ling. Do you still want him to know how it feels to be slapped?"
"...fuck!"
The corpse puppet grinned and two words burst out from its throat.
"How...how to do it?" Ye Lian asked curiously.
Li Yalin held her chin and thought for a while, then said: "Push him down. Then we just need to hold him down."
"Okay, this...can be done."
This warehouse occupies a relatively large area, with the warehouse occupying half, and the other half being the exhibition hall, reception room, and offices.
There are not many zombies here. Except for two who actively attacked the zombies and were killed by Ling Mo, the other two were controlled by Ling Mo and were working hard to move the collapsed furniture.
The ventilation facilities in the pharmaceutical warehouse are very good. Although it has been neglected for so long, the cartons are still very dry and there is no musty smell at all.
In addition to the boxes of medicines placed on the floor, there are also many medicines displayed in the display cabinets on the wall. Not only do they seem to be in large quantities, but they also seem to have a complete range of types.
Through two-way vision sharing, Shana could directly see the list in Ling Mo's hand, so they quickly started searching.
Zombies were not interested in those complicated names, but Ling Mo soon noticed that they also had their own quick search method.
Recognize the beginning, middle, and last three letters, and then remember them...
Ling Mo specially controlled the corpse puppet to find several boxes to put these medicines in.
No one would have imagined that in this building filled with zombies, several zombies were seriously searching for drugs in a pharmaceutical warehouse...
At least Tom and the others didn't expect it.
At this time, Tom was looking anxiously in the direction of the building.
The cell phone has been turned off, and the zombies on the street have been completely concentrated near the building during this period of time.
Although some high-level zombies discovered the existence of people like Tom, there were dedicated team members to clean up these zombies, so they did not pose any threat.
The zombies gathered into the fire circle were either burned to death or seriously injured, and lost their lethality.
A few minutes ago, Sun Zeya ran over to join them with bloodstains all over his body and a smile on his face.
After taking care of the zombies that were chasing her, she waited in the grass for a while. After the music stopped, she slowly walked out.
Although there were several burning zombies chasing her on the road, Wang Heng responded with a shot, and she successfully crossed a distance of more than 100 meters and entered the bunker.
Everything is going smoothly on their side so far, but what about Ling Mo?
"It feels like there's nothing going on over there..." Tom said anxiously.
Sun Zeya was wiping his bayonet at the moment. Hearing this, he raised his head and said with a smile: "Why are you so nervous?"
"Can you not be nervous? After so much effort, what if they fail? If this attempt fails, those guys will definitely deny the cooperation plan with the superpowers after they go back."
Tom sighed and said: "I made a rough estimate, there may be hundreds of zombies inside, and they are probably all high-level zombies! Can they really handle it?"
He was silent for a while, and then made a decision: "Forget it, come with me to take a look. If any of them are injured, we can still respond."
As he spoke, he picked up a submachine gun, checked the magazine, and called two more team members.
After Sun Zeya glanced in the direction of the building, he inserted his bayonet and raised his gun: "I'll go take a look too. But, I'm going to make a bet with you."
"What are you betting on?" Tom asked with some confusion.
"Fifty rounds of bullets, I bet they can escape unscathed and complete the mission successfully," Sun Zeya said.
One of the team members immediately couldn't help laughing and said: "Captain Sun, please take it easy, how much can you exchange for fifty rounds of ammunition?"
The other person also nodded and said: "That person is quite capable, and he is also very kind. I hope they are fine... But it may be possible to escape unscathed, but if you have to complete the task smoothly, it will probably not be easy."
Right? It would be good to bring some medicine as much as possible. We all have experience in searching in buildings. It is not as good as setting up various traps in open areas. The battle inside the house is a real encounter. "
Having said this, the man immediately showed a look of fear, obviously still fresh in his memory.
Tom also frowned and nodded: "Yes, if he can collect only one-third of the things on that list, it has exceeded our expectations."
"How about you also bet with me?" Sun Zeya smiled nonchalantly.
The two team members looked at each other, then nodded and said: "Okay! Captain Sun, this is what you said, to escape unharmed and successfully complete the mission... If there is one less thing, even if they are injured, you will lose."
"
"Yes, even if you are only injured! If you are on a mission... if you can collect one third, you will win!" Another person added.
Tom glanced at them hesitantly, and then nodded heavily: "Okay, if that's the case, then I'll bet on it too! But Sun Zeya, one hundred and fifty rounds of ammunition, you are really willing to spend your money... Could it be that you
Do you know what his superpower is?"
"How can any person with superpowers tell the full story of his superpowers?"
Sun Zeya glanced at them with squinted eyes, and suddenly lowered his voice and said, "But, let me give you a friendly suggestion first. Prepare your bullets quickly." (To be continued)