Chapter 735 This is not my family's ancestral chromosome!
Ling Mo originally thought so, but after taking a closer look, he found that it was not the case.
If you just look at the surface, this information only lists the types of mutant beasts, and has no actual promotion effect on Xiaobai's evolution.
But after analysis, Ling Mo discovered a hidden message - the activity patterns of mutant beasts.
Since mutant beasts and zombies also hunt each other, when zombies make up the majority and firmly dominate the city, mutant beasts rarely wander around the streets.
This actually involves another reason, that is, one of their animal habits has also been retained in the variation.
nest.
Almost all known mutant beasts will build a secret lair for themselves, and then go out to hunt as needed.
Whether you will encounter them depends on your luck, but if you have the intention to find them specifically... In the face of a city with many high-rise buildings and dense zombies, it is better to give up this unreliable idea as soon as possible.
But this point is only for ordinary survivors. But for Ling Mo, this information is very useful.
But such a search was still very restrictive for Ling Mo, so when the fifth floor was close at hand, he stopped...
"Clang."
The iron door of the passage was closed, and a large lock was hung up.
"Old Wang, is it your turn to be on duty tonight?" the guard handed the key to the visitor and said with a smile.
Lao Wang tugged on his belt, grabbed the key, and glanced behind the iron door: "There aren't many people in the experimental group tonight, right?"
"It's hard to say. I heard that the team leader got angry today. There will definitely be someone staying to work overtime. Just keep an eye on him. Don't get caught if you doze off." The guard laughed.
"You're the one with the crow's mouth. Get out of here." Lao Wang said angrily.
He turned around, reached out and tugged on the big lock, shook the key in his hand, and said to himself: "Why are you so careful? I don't believe anyone would care about going in... Something will happen to the experimental group?
This is just a joke..."
As night fell, the already gloomy experimental group was plunged into darkness.
Occasionally, a soft "clang" sound can be heard in the corridor, accompanied by a "wuwu" sound. It is not really audible, but it seems to be everywhere.
Ga——
A closed door on the fourth floor suddenly opened, and a gap gradually widened.
Immediately afterwards, a foot stepped out of the house.
When the door was opened enough for one person to get out, the owner of this foot also squeezed out from the gap.
However, his movements were obviously a little awkward, as if all the joints in his body were not very flexible, and some places were even a little twisted.
On the contrary, the white coat on his body covered his body, which made him look much less weird.
The man stuffed a bunch of keys into his pocket, then reached out and grabbed the door handle.
A weak beam of moonlight shone through the gap in the black curtains, reflecting his pale fingers, the raised dark blue blood vessels, and the old blood stains...
Click.
The door closed and the man turned around quickly.
A flash of red light clearly appeared in the darkness the moment he raised his head...
"In the only laboratory where the key to the iron cage can be found, the corpse puppet that can still be used has broken bones in various places... This kind of severe arthritis feels like something out of some horror movie...
...Speaking of which, can this flipped and curled finger be broken back..."
Ling Mo's body was lamenting. This was the first time he used such a broken corpse puppet. He reached out to button his clothes, but found that his fingers were pointing in the wrong direction. This felt really bad.
But at this time, there is no time to be picky. It is already a surprise to find a corpse puppet that can escape from the cage.
He let the jellyfish go ahead to explore the way, and the corpse puppet followed crookedly behind.
The number of people in the experimental group has dropped sharply at night, but that doesn’t mean they can move as they please. If you’re not careful, there’s still a risk of being discovered...
"Have you heard that Experiment No. 1 is missing and Shen Le is also missing?"
In the dark corridor, two red dots were bright and dark, and at the same time there were two vague voices leaning against the wall.
"I've heard about this too. Hey, the team leader should be mad, right?" the second voice asked, exhaling a puff of smoke contentedly.
"Who knows, the deputy team leader is going crazy. He is still working overtime today. He said that he will come out with No. 1 overnight. Don't you know? He said that No. 1 is his son. I really don't know his father. If you were here, would you go crazy on the spot when you see this kind of grandson? Or you might shout, Oh my God, this is not our family’s ancestral chromosome! Hahahaha..." The person who spoke at the beginning laughed.
"Haha... Hey, which one of these two do you think is easier to deal with?" Another person changed the topic.
The man was still laughing: "You compare two perverts...the deputy team leader is a research madman, and the team leader is a control freak...it's just a comparison of who is more perverted."
"Holy shit, you really dare to say that. Which one is more perverted?" Another person also laughed.
"As for the deputy team member, he is mainly a pervert in research, but as for the team leader, he has been a pervert for decades. You see, he used to be a deputy, but after reaching Nirvana, he couldn't wait to give himself a full title. I'm worried... By the way, there's one more thing. I said I still have to find this number, which is what the team leader meant." The man suddenly said mysteriously.
Another person was suddenly a little surprised: "How can you find this in the vast sea of corpses? Are you crazy..."
"We have a clue, that's what the leader of our group said. Don't even think about it. Our best achievement in the past half year is the No. 1 series, which is like the lifeblood of the team leader. If your lifeblood is gone, you Are you happy?" the man continued.
"Go away, you are using an absurd metaphor. But these two perverts are really funny, one is a lifeblood and the other is a son, hahaha..." Another person laughed.
"I've finished smoking and I'm going back."
The man pinched the cigarette butt and said.
"Well, I'll be back in a while. I'm not done yet." Another person nodded.
"Smoking is like trying to pick up a girl. It will cause you so much trouble..."
"Get out of here."
The corridor quickly became quiet again, with only a red dot flickering on and off, reflecting an ecstatic face from time to time.
"call……"
He blew out another puff of smoke and turned around to look at the stairs above.
However, before the smoke dissipated, his expression suddenly froze, and the cigarette butt in his mouth fell to the ground, splashing a few sparks.
Although he still maintained his posture of looking up at the bright moon, his eyes became a little nervous.
After a few seconds, his Adam's apple rolled and he slowly turned his head.
During this process, the corners of his mouth were twitching slightly.
But as soon as he saw the situation on the stairs below clearly, he froze.
No one?
There is nothing on the dark corridor...
"Did I see it wrong?" The man touched the back of his head in astonishment, "You must have noticed something wrong by looking at zombies every day, right? I almost thought there were a pair of red eyes down there..."
The moment he glanced out of the corner of his eye, he was really startled, and even felt a little weak in his body.
At this moment, he realized that he had been wrong, and he couldn't help but laugh to himself.
After coughing dryly, he took a long breath and bent down to pick up the cigarette butts on the ground.
At this moment, a shadow swept past him.
"Um?"
The man looked around again in confusion, but still found nothing.
"What happened to me today, damn..."
In the corridor on the fifth floor, the person who left first was walking deeper into the corridor with his hands in his pockets, humming softly.
At this time, not far behind him, a figure suddenly appeared.
The figure clung to the wall, tilting his head slightly, twisting one arm, and followed silently behind.
In the experimenter's pocket, there was a faint sound of keys colliding... The figure's eyes suddenly lit up.
When he stopped at the door of a laboratory and took out his hand to take out the key, a soft sound suddenly came from behind.
The man turned his head in confusion, and at the same moment, a gap was gently opened in his pocket.
As the bunch of keys was gently hooked out, another bunch of keys fell from his head and was slowly put into his pocket.
"Which monster is being dishonest again?" The man smiled and turned his head.
"Hey, I got the wrong key? Whose key is this?"
"call……"
Ling Mo reached out and wiped the sweat from his forehead. Fortunately, the other party was wearing a white coat...
"Thank you again to the system of Nirvana. Without your support, I would not have been able to steal this bunch of keys."
After Ling Mo thanked her sincerely, he closed his eyes again.
At this time, he can devote himself wholeheartedly to controlling the corpse puppet.
With the cooperation of the jellyfish, stealing keys is not too difficult, and Ling Mo's trick of attacking in the east and in the west is also tried and tested.
At this time, the key floated into a shadow, and then was caught by a pale hand.
Listening to the experimenter's depressed voice, a strange arc suddenly appeared on the face of the corpse puppet with a dull expression.
With the key in hand, he could also go into the closed laboratories to find out...
Although night is more suitable for exploration, many laboratories will be completely locked at this time. However, since many laboratories have living creatures, there are always keys in the hands of the staff on duty. Ling Mo’s corner that afternoon was
It wasn't for nothing. When he traveled through many laboratories, he also knew some of the rules of the experimental group.
"The team leader is usually not on duty in this building, but the deputy team leader is always on the sixth floor... I'd better start from the fifth floor first."
The figure of the corpse puppet flashed and turned into another corridor.
At this time, the member of the experimental team was still rummaging through his pockets in frustration. He never expected that just more than ten meters away in a straight line, a zombie was holding his lost key and pointing it at the door of a room.
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