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Chapter four hundred and ninety-ninth sudden darkness

call!

The cold wind blew by, and the tall grass immediately began to sway like waves.

After the catastrophe, not only did the climate become weird, but the growth rate of plants seemed to have also changed.

As soon as the weather warms up, these weeds start to grow wildly.

In order to defend against zombies, the air force cleared a blank strip around the airport, about twenty meters wide.

But even in this blank area, weeds have sprouted up again, and it seems that in just a few days, they have grown to knee-deep.

Not only weeds, but other plants also have this tendency to grow rapidly.

It’s just that this plant, which can be seen everywhere and has strong vitality, is more representative.

This change seems to be caused by drastic changes in the environment, but no one can say clearly whether it is related to the virus.

The so-called "cataclysm" seems to be just the beginning, and the subsequent series of chain reactions are encroaching on the world bit by bit, turning it into a "jungle" more suitable for fighting.

However, everything has two sides, and for humans, this change also has its benefits.

Now that ** months have passed since the disaster broke out, the food available for collection in the city is rapidly decreasing.

Those places with large food reserves are places where most humans will not set foot.

For example, the mutated zombie gathering area in City

Therefore, it is urgent to resume production.

Among them, the Falcons did the best. The quarantine area they occupied not only produced food, but also had some necessary factories for daily necessities.

Although it may not be possible to restart, it is still a good start.

"Well... they produce. I rob."

Ling Mo had now turned his attention back to his body. Listening to the whistling wind and the sound of swaying grass, his thoughts were drifting far away.

On the surface, these human forces have nothing to do with him, but unknowingly, even the Air Corps has established some kind of connection with him.

"This is really unintentional... but it's a good thing for me. Hey, I consumed a lot of mental energy today, but unfortunately I couldn't get it back. It seems that even in the Sky Legion, there are only a few people with mental powers.

ah……"

The superpowers that Ling Mo currently knows can be roughly divided into three categories: elemental, enhanced, and spiritual.

Among them, the element type is like Yu Wenxuan, who can create flames out of thin air; the enhancement type is like Lucy, whose physical strength and strength have been greatly enhanced.

Although it can be roughly divided into these three categories, since everyone's abilities are different, the significance of the classification is actually not too great.

Knowing what type of superpower the other party is, at best, you can only get a very rough idea.

Just like the same spiritual system, everyone's use of spiritual energy is also very different.

As for the proportions of these three types of superpowers, Ling Mo himself was not quite sure.

After all, information is limited and what you can learn is limited.

But judging from the information about the superpowers of the F-group members that Lucy had provided him before, it was obvious that there were relatively few people with mental and elemental superpowers.

Especially the number of elemental power users is even smaller than that of the spiritual system.

"I don't know if there are other types, such as the inexplicable type... but that kind of thing can still be called a superpower, right? Then again, what superpowers will be awakened is completely random, just from the talent

Judging, my abilities are average, right? But any ability, as long as it can be developed properly, can reveal its own strengths..."

Judging from the initial abilities alone, Ling Mo's puppet manipulation ability is indeed not very strong.

Being able to control zombies is certainly an advantage in searching for supplies, but his body is completely weak.

His current spiritual tentacles also developed from the spiritual connection established during puppet manipulation.

Ling Mo is an ever-improving puppeteer. At first, he could only use the strings in his hands to control the actions of the puppets. But as he became stronger, he could not only control more puppets, but also directly use the strings to kill people.

Or do something more complex and sophisticated.

But despite all the changes, Ling Mo is still a puppeteer in essence.

"At the beginning, there were probably a lot of people with stronger powers than me, but as a saying goes, there is no sure-win power, only ways to win."

Ling Mo was thinking about it when he suddenly felt something strange.

The wind around me seems to have stopped?

Moreover, the sky seemed to be getting dark quickly. It was just dark just now, but now it seemed as if a few hours had passed in an instant and it had suddenly entered the middle of the night.

Living on the tightrope between life and death every day, Ling Mo tried his best to maintain a relaxed and happy attitude, but his perception of danger had been developed into his instincts.

He let go of the arms behind his head and slowly sat up.

"Baa Gu!"

"Shh." Ling Mo reached out and patted Xiaobai's big head.

Being touched on the head so casually by a human... the mutated panda covered his eyes with his paws and rolled over in shame and anger.

But as soon as it rolled halfway, it hit a pair of long legs.

The moment he put down his paws, the mutant panda's eyes showed a hint of panic: "Baa... baa..."

But before it could scream, Shana had already kicked it back.

"Goo!"

The mutated panda shook its head and climbed up, then quietly hid behind Yu Shiran.

Even though it was usually violent, the pressure Heina brought to it made it always fearful of this long-haired girl.

Normally, Ling Mo would have said a few words, but now, he was staring at the surroundings solemnly.

Like Ling Mo, these leader-level female zombies seemed to sense something.

There was silence all around, but something in the grass seemed to be staring at them.

Even the chirping of insects in the grass before was completely inaudible now.

Darkness seemed to be gathering from all directions, and soon the area was plunged into ink-like darkness.

When other people are in this kind of environment, they will inevitably feel like they are suddenly the only one left.

But Ling Mo and his party had a spiritual connection with each other, so although everyone was a little confused, no one yelled in panic.

Ling Mo narrowed his eyes warily. From the time he realized something was wrong to the moment the entire area became invisible, it only took a matter of seconds or two.

And the moment darkness fell completely, Ling Mo immediately felt a powerful wave of mental power.

But just as he was about to reach out for his spiritual tentacles, the situation in front of him suddenly changed dramatically.

"this……"

After a brief period of darkness, when the sky was revealed again, it was already blood red.

And Ling Mo, who should be in the wilderness, suddenly appeared in a dirty alley.

The ground was full of dirty unknown objects, and there was only a narrow patch of sky above.

This sudden change in the scene gave Ling Mo a vague sense of familiarity...

"Where have I seen it before...that's right!"

An idea flashed in Ling Mo's mind, no wonder he felt that the darkness just now was also very familiar...

This is so similar to Shana’s spiritual world!

"So... this may be a spiritual world of spiritual powers? No..."

If they were really forcibly pulled into the spiritual world, wouldn't Ling Mo and his group's physical bodies have no guarantee of safety?

When the mental power completely enters another person's spiritual world, it is equivalent to the body falling into a vegetative state at that moment.

And Xia Na dragged Ling Mo in in the first place because she seized a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

And that success was based on the spiritual connection between Ling Mo and her.

Ling Mo's mental power is already strong enough, and it is impossible for someone to drag him into the spiritual world silently.

"Sure enough, the main body is still there... So what's going on? Has the other party moved the spiritual world into the real world?"

Ling Mo felt the mental energy fluctuations around him and quickly figured out the connection.

This guy who suddenly ran out to attack us is also a hallucinator.

But compared to the long-haired young man before, this person is obviously much stronger.

He neither distorted the opponent's sight nor affected the opponent's mental power. Instead, he directly released his own spiritual world and hooded Ling Mo and his group. (To be continued...)


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