In the next few days, Ling Mo practiced the use of tentacles on Ye Lian and the three girls at night, and took them on the road during the day. <800 Novel Network wWw.800book.net Full text, fast updates, no pop-ups!>
The place he wants to go is right at the junction of City A and City X.
In this era without television or newspapers, if Ling Mo wanted to know the progress of the construction of the isolation zone at Falcon Camp, he had to go and see it himself.
But he didn't intend to contact them, he just needed to understand the situation.
The attitude of some team members and senior camp personnel like Huang Zhendong towards the loners sounded the alarm to Ling Mo.
He could not place his own safety or Ye Lian's fate on their "foreign strategy" casually.
Of course, there is another reason, which is to stay away from the black widow that may come to your door at any time.
The blood he collected was enough for the time being, and he had more important things at the moment and had no time to play a chastity defense game with the black widow.
"What kind of city is City A? I...I seem to have some impression."
Ye Lian hung on Ling Mo's neck and asked curiously.
"City A...I remember this. I have relatives living there."
Li Yalin showed a thoughtful look and said: "The air is good, there is a large reservoir, there are many retro buildings, and it is also a five-star tourist city."
"Why is the most important introduction at the end?"
Ling Mo sighed and continued: "That's not what's important. The key is that some people in the camp are obviously unfriendly to people like me. They want absolute control, like a dictator, and will not tolerate any threats. , even if it is just a threat they imagined. Although what Huang Zhendong said is disgusting, it probably represents the thoughts of some of their senior leaders, otherwise he would not be able to sit in that position."
"More importantly, don't let them know your situation. They have a virus laboratory. I need to know how much they know about zombies and what threats they pose to you. From now on, city x will be under their control. It is inevitable that I will have contact with them."
Ling Mo spread his hands and said.
Shana nodded and said: "Well, aliens like us, who have caused a devastating blow to their survival, are actually with a human being, and have also cooperated with their camp. I think if they knew it, it would be more likely. You'll go crazy."
She smiled and stared at Ling Mo with her bright eyes.
She had always looked at Ling Mo like this in the past few days, no matter which personality was in the dominant position.
This made Ling Mo feel very strange, but when he asked, Shana refused to say anything, saying that she would wait until she settled down before talking.
Ling Mo continued: "In short, it is necessary to be on guard against others. And based on previous experience, the most untrustworthy people are those in power. They will do anything for power."
At this time, they had reached the edge of the city. There was a station and several universities, but they were far apart.
Except for stations, zombie-dense areas like universities are far away from the road and are not very threatening.
Ling Mo found several off-road vehicles with Falcon logos spray-painted on them outside the station, and even a truck.
He quickly went to find a zombie nearby. Then he took Ye Lian and the others and hid in a corner, while he controlled the corpse puppet and quietly approached the station.
There are some passenger buses parked inside the station, and you can tell that they have been abandoned here for a long time.
The corpse puppet got in along the green belt, and then quietly approached the ticket hall under the cover of the bus.
From a distance, he saw two heavily armed Falcon members standing at the door, while several other people dressed like biochemical troops were carrying two corpses out of the hall and throwing them to the parked door.
Inside a truck.
When the truck slowly drove out, Ling Mo glanced inside the truck and found that it was full of zombie corpses.
From this point of view, the battle in the station probably ended a day or two ago, and it has now entered the final stage of cleaning up the battlefield.
This should be the outpost that Su Qianrou mentioned. It seems that what she said is true. The Falcon Camp is indeed moving very quickly.
After controlling the corpse puppet and sneaking closer, Ling Mo suddenly saw two people from the "Biochemical Force" pushing open the side door and walking towards his direction while chatting.
Ling Mo quickly hid behind the bus and held his breath.
Zombies are quite talented at hiding.
As long as they are not attacking, they will have a very slow heartbeat and almost inaudible breathing. These can help them hide effectively.
Moreover, zombies with intelligence are also very good at making use of this talent. Ling Mo still falls for it to this day, just for this reason.
The stronger the zombies are and the higher their intelligence, the better they will perform in this aspect.
"...What kind of **** were caught this time? Are they the ones they reported..."
One of them seemed very excited. As he got closer and closer to Ling Mo, his voice gradually became clearer until Ling Mo heard what he said clearly.
Another person added: "Mutated zombies."
"Yes. This naming is quite silly. I think we should name each person according to the classification." The man sneered and said.
Ling Mo immediately rolled his eyes. What's the point of naming them one by one? Who cares what the zombies are called during the battle...
These rigid guys... But then Ling Mo suddenly froze.
Could it be that these people are from the virus laboratory?
At this time, one of them seemed to have opened the car door, and then a low roar of unknown meaning came from inside the car.
"Haha, be careful. Don't kill him. This time it's just the strongest one. In order to catch him, an unlucky guy got infected."
"Infected? How to deal with it?"
"What can I do? He didn't dare to commit suicide, so their captain helped him out."
"Waste. We haven't collected enough data on the process of humans mutating into zombies..."
As their voices became blurred, Ling Mo thought for a moment and simply emerged quietly.
The door of a bus was open, and the two researchers should be on the bus.
There was quite a distance between the two buses, and it was impossible for Ling Mo to just run past them without being noticed.
He was also very close to the guard at the gate at this time...
“There shouldn’t be zombies in the bus, right?”
Ling Mo frowned and thought for a while, then concentrated his mental power, and then extended the mental tentacle that controlled the corpse puppet.
As the tentacles arrived inside the bus, Ling Mo indeed captured a group of spiritual light.
"Damn...this is an advanced zombie! They actually caught an advanced zombie!"
Ling Mo was shocked. He tried to control the zombie, but the spiritual tentacles used for this secondary purpose were not very strong.
It took a full two minutes for Ling Mo's field of view to finally switch to this advanced zombie, and his body was already covered in sweat.
The previous corpse puppet was controlled by him and quietly returned to the back of the bus, then got under the bus and hid.
As soon as Ling Mo's vision changed here, he was startled.
A face full of acne marks came right in front of him, making him tremble in fright.
The man with acne marks also immediately stepped back nervously, allowing Ling Mo to see his whole face clearly.
Approximately in his twenties, he looks like a bamboo pole, with red acne marks and rosacea on his face.
He was holding an electric prod in his hand, while the other man, who was relatively plump and older, was opening a medical box and rummaging around for something inside.
"Monster, you still want to bite me? Haven't you suffered enough?"
The man with the acne scars laughed in a twisted way, as if to cover up his embarrassment, he hit Ling Mo with a stick.
A feeling of electric shock came immediately. Although the advanced zombies had regained their awareness of pain, for the controller Ling Mo, this had no effect on him at all.
He noticed that this advanced zombie was chained up with chains as thick as his thumb, and that its hand tendons and hamstrings had been severed, its teeth had been pulled out, and even its fingers had been chopped off.
The severed hand and hamstrings are slowly being repaired, and the teeth are even regenerating, but it is basically impossible to restore the mutilated limbs.
Even though it was this advanced zombie that suffered, Ling Mo couldn't help but feel his scalp numb.
If Ye Lian was caught by them... Ling Mo immediately clenched his fists and secretly swore in his heart that this kind of thing would never happen! (To be continued.)
