After a night's sleep, Ling Mo's consumed mental and physical energy had almost recovered.
"Wake up... wake up..."
As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Ye Lian leaning next to him, staring at him blankly with his big eyes.
"What are you looking at?"
Ling Mo smiled slightly and stretched out a spiritual tentacle, quietly exploring Ye Lian's body.
She immediately let out an exclamation and looked around.
The tentacle lightly flicked her smooth forehead again.
However, the consumption of mental power was not well controlled. Such a subtle movement, the mental power consumed by Ling Mo was enough for him to smash a wooden board with his tentacles.
Ye Lian's eyes widened, and he reached out to touch his head, then threw himself on Ling Mo and said, "Something invisible is touching me and bullying me!"
Even zombies are a little nervous when facing things that they can't see or touch.
However, her behavior was obviously mostly coquettish. Ling Mo could feel that her heartbeat was quite steady, and she didn't look like she was frightened at all.
Zombies are not frightened at all...
Shana immediately sat up from the other side.
She was only wearing a surprisingly big T-shirt, and her white shoulders were vaguely visible under her long hair, and even part of her small but firm little pigeon could be seen.
Ling Mo immediately moved his index finger. It was indeed a great enjoyment in life to be able to see these beautiful scenery early in the morning.
The sunlight outside the window shone in and fell on the bed. For a moment, Ling Mo even forgot that it was still a cruel and bloody world outside.
"Where is the thing that bullied Sister Lian? See if I don't kill him!"
Just as she was about to reach for the sickle beside the bed, her eyes suddenly widened.
The sickle seemed to be hooked by an invisible rope, and was slowly dragged far away, and then there was a pulling feeling from her collar.
As soon as Shana lowered her head, she watched helplessly as her clothes were being pulled down bit by bit.
Her shoulders were completely exposed, and at the same time Ling Mo's hand quietly touched her back.
Li Yalin's exclamation also came from the bed, and Ling Mo felt greatly relieved.
He originally thought that the spiritual tentacles would not bring him any feeling. After all, they were just spiritual energy.
But I didn't expect that after it was materialized, it would even feel better than the real thing, and the electric excitement when touching the skin would even be amplified.
The feeling of hand also needs nerve conduction back to the brain, but the tentacle is the first-hand feeling.
Although the difference is so subtle that most people won't notice any difference at all, it is different for a person with special abilities like Ling Mo.
"It feels like this even though I can't use it flexibly now. After I become proficient, it might become a real humanoid tentacle monster. When I meet the Spider Queen, my combat power will be greatly improved, and I might be able to capture her alive."
Ling Mo knew that the spider queen would not give up casually, just like the leader-level zombie who had chosen Ban Yue as her mate.
It is somewhat ironic to say that human emotions may deteriorate or even disappear. But on the contrary, zombies like beasts are very single-minded.
It stands to reason that if the Spider Queen really wants to reproduce, she can definitely cultivate a mate with her blood for herself.
But after she identified Ling Mo, I am afraid that even if she and Ling Mo died together, she would never consider the second candidate.
"Suddenly I felt that zombies are like moths. They will not retreat for food, and they will not retreat for their mates. Even if they die, they will never give up."
Ling Mo thought with some emotion: "But it's a pity that I will definitely become a seeder. I will be killed as soon as I use it."
Just when Ling Mo was about to use his tentacles to torment the three female zombies and practice the use of the tentacles, he suddenly stopped.
"Get under the covers." Ling Mo said as he casually put on a shirt. He jumped out of bed and walked to the door.
A few seconds later, Ling Mo opened the door suddenly, and standing outside the door was a surprised Sun Zeya who was knocking on the door.
"Is this a coincidence? Or did you foresee it?"
It took Sun Zeya a while to come back to his senses, tilted his head and asked.
Ling Mo turned back and glanced at the bed. The three female zombies were poking their heads out of the bed, looking curiously in this direction.
"It seems that I have disturbed your good things." Sun Zeya said with a smile. But as she said this, there was no expression of embarrassment on her face.
"What's the matter with you?" Ling Mo rubbed his eyebrows and resisted the urge to throw Sun Zeya out.
In any case, she is still a wounded person, one of her legs was broken.
Ling Mo couldn't help but think with some malice, why wasn't she scratched or bitten by the zombies?
But then I thought about it, if that situation really happened, she would probably collapse immediately.
"Ah, that's it. The person who came to trade with you has already set off, but he probably won't get here until tomorrow. You can only use bus No. 11, you know... don't you? You don't even understand this?" Sun Zeya clicked his tongue twice.
Then he dragged Ling Mo out of the door and said while dragging him downstairs, "That means that person came on foot. In addition, due to the appearance of mutated zombies, the camp will immediately
Start building outposts and start building isolation zones as soon as possible."
"The original plan of the camp was to collect enough information before starting to build an isolation zone. But the situation has changed. We have to complete the preliminary work as quickly as possible before mutant zombies appear in large numbers. It will take about a month.
Come on in. I will also apply to be stationed in x city when the time comes. Maybe we will have a chance to meet again."
Sun Zeya looked back at Ling Mo, reached into his shirt that he hadn't had time to button, and then slid his fingers along his chest: "When we meet, you can always see little Ling Mo's head popping up.
Come and step in."
"Stop being narcissistic... But what does what you said have to do with me? That person is coming slowly, I can just wait in the room."
Ling Mo stared at Sun Zeya's limping leg and showed a helpless expression: "As a girl, can you not reach out and grab my hand every time we meet... You can easily cause misunderstandings."
Even if her leg is broken, this girl's arms are so strong, and she can still run around on tiptoes.
Sure enough, those who can survive in that situation are monsters comparable to mutated zombies.
"We were bored, so we decided to have some fun. None of your girlfriends wanted to talk to us, so I turned to you."
Sun Zeya smiled slyly at Ling Mo.
Ling Mo suddenly had a bad premonition.
Xia Zhining and others were already sitting in the hall. After seeing Ling Mo arrive, Lin Tianxiang immediately took out a pistol from his body and put it on the table, then stretched out his hand towards Ling Mo: "Your knife.
"
"What do you mean?" Ling Mo asked doubtfully.
Zhou Guocheng chuckled and said, "Have you ever played in a hunting competition?"
As he spoke, he took out some bullets, cigarettes, cans and other things from his pocket: "These are prizes, and I know Captain Xia will come up with more good things because there is an extra guest today."
Well."
"Hunting competition is a very popular entertainment activity in our camp. Most people hunt ordinary zombies, but our targets are high-level zombies and mutated zombies. The more you kill, the more prizes you will get.
The richer it gets.”
Xia Zhining leaned forward, put her hands on the table and propped up her chin, and said with a cold face.
It gives the impression that she is not participating in any competition, but just to vent her anger by killing more zombies.
Lin Tianxiang continued: "But this time there are also Sun Zeya and Captain Tom participating, so as superpowers, we cannot use weapons. This is for the sake of fairness."
Ling Mo leaned back and narrowed his eyes.
This kind of competition is still attractive to Ling Mo, and it does sound interesting.
But bringing it up at this time, especially when one of the contestants is a lame...
"You just want to see what kind of superpower I have, right?" Ling Mo turned to look at Sun Zeya and asked.
Sun Zeya laughed, then suddenly reached out and grabbed Ling Mo's arm: "Just satisfy me! I feel sad when I think that you will be separated from us soon! I didn't ask anything last time,
Please give me a chance this time! I’m so curious that I can’t sleep!”
