After a while, Shana smiled and put down the pen, tore the note to shreds, and then turned around and ran out.
With the location of the spiritual connection given by Ling Mo, as well as the weak feeling between them, Shana quickly found Ye Lian and Li Yalin.
While the three girls rushed to the 21st floor, Ling Mo tore off the page of notes with a tangled face, then crumpled it into a ball and threw it to Heisi.
"Here, destroy the corpse and destroy the trace." Ling Mo rubbed his eyebrows.
Heisi made a "woo", lowered her head and swallowed the ball of paper.
"Uh... I just let you bite it, but I didn't let you eat it... Sure enough, I should have named you Bei Niang."
Ling Mo glanced at Heisi in surprise, then patted its head: "I don't know how much your intelligence will improve... I used to call you stupid, but now I hope you can continue to be stupid. …”
Thinking of the paper negotiation with Shana just now, Ling Mo felt a pain in his scalp.
When a zombie's intelligence increases to the level of a normal human, but lacks the common sense constraints that humans have, the zombie will become very... Bunker!
"Fortunately, it has been delayed for a while... Maybe she will forget this agreement? No, Shana said that zombies will not forget any memory..."
Ling Mo patted his forehead and comforted himself: "What I lost from me, doubled to get it back from this girl! Those things that used to improve combat effectiveness can only be counted as interest!"
However, 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. The psychic light group stabilized.
The spiritual light of Ye Lian and Li Yalin. All of them have shown an instinctive resistance and rejection.
This situation made Ling Mo feel a little helpless, but he couldn't become a fat man in one bite, and being able to successfully connect with one of them was already an improvement.
The next step is to try to get rid of this mode of communication with a pen, and try to convey the sound directly as much as possible.
But this is difficult to do and requires a lot of mental strength to back it up.
After thinking about it, Ling Mo's attention was now focused on the white-collar corpse.
Seeing that Ye Lian's three daughters had appeared on the 21st floor, he immediately controlled the corpse and waved to them.
It wasn't the first time they saw Ling Mo's corpse. So not surprised.
When Li Yalin passed by him, she even reached out and patted the corpse doll's butt.
Although the pain was not shared, Ling Mo immediately noticed it.
"You... what are you doing... why... "
This corpse puppet didn't speak for too long, and the voice was completely hoarse, not only unpleasant, but also difficult for people to hear clearly.
Li Yalin smiled slightly and said, "You always shoot me, and I want you to know what it's like to be filmed."
"...Cut..." Corpse Puppet pulled the corners of his mouth hard, expressing his dissatisfaction.
Shana put the sickle aside and said casually, "Sister. Then you always get slapped by Brother Ling, do you still want him to know what it feels like to be slapped?"
"...Fuck!"
The corpse grinned. Two words came out of his throat.
"How... how?" Ye Lian asked curiously.
Li Yalin pinched her chin and thought for a while, then said, "Put him down, and then we can just hold him down."
"Okay, this... can be."
The area of this warehouse is relatively large, the warehouse occupies half, and the other half is the exhibition hall and reception room, as well as the office.
There are not many zombies here. Except for the two who actively attacked the corpse puppets and were killed by Ling Mo, the other two were controlled by Ling Mo. At this time, they were working hard to move the collapsed furniture.
The ventilation facilities in the drug warehouse are very good. Although no one has cared about it for so long, the cardboard boxes are still very dry, and there is no musty smell at all.
In addition to the boxes of medicines on the ground, there are many medicines on display in the display cabinets by the wall.
Through two-way vision sharing, Shana could directly see the list in Ling Mo's hand, so they quickly started searching.
Zombies are not interested in those complicated names, but Ling Mo soon noticed that they also have a quick search method.
Recognize the first, middle, and last three letters, and then just memorize them...
Ling Mo deliberately controlled the corpse to find several boxes for these medicines.
No one would have imagined that in this building full of zombies, several zombies were earnestly searching for medicines in a drug warehouse...
At least Tom and they didn't expect it.
At this moment Tom was looking anxiously in the direction of the building.
The mobile phone has been knocked out, and the zombies on the street have been completely concentrated near the building during this time.
Although some high-level zombies discovered the existence of Tom and others, there were special team members to clean up these zombies, so they did not pose any threat.
And those zombies that were concentrated in the circle of fire were either burned to death or seriously injured and lost their lethality.
A few minutes ago, Sun Zeya, also covered in blood, ran to join them with a smile on his face.
After getting the zombies chasing after her, she waited in the grass for a while, and when the music stopped, she slowly came out.
Although there were several zombies covered in flames chasing her on the road, Wang Heng shot to respond, and she successfully crossed the distance of more than 100 meters and entered the bunker.
At present, everything is going well on their side, but what about Ling Mo's side
"It always feels like there's no movement over there..." Tom said anxiously.
Sun Zeya was wiping his bayonet right now. Hearing this, he raised his head and smiled and said, "Why are you so nervous?"
"Can you not be nervous? It took so much effort, what if they fail? If this attempt fails, those guys will definitely deny the cooperation plan with the power user when 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 and see it with me. If any of them are injured, we can still deal with it."
As he said that, he picked up a micro-sound submachine gun, checked the magazine, and called in two more team members.
After Sun Zeya glanced in the direction of the building, he inserted the bayonet and put on the gun: "I'll go take a look too. But well, I'm here to make a bet with you."
"What are you betting on?" Tom asked suspiciously.
"Fifty rounds of bullets, I bet they can get out and complete the mission successfully," Sun Zeya said.
One of the team members immediately couldn't help laughing and said, "Team Sun, take your time, how much can you exchange for fifty bullets?"
The other person also nodded and said, "That person is quite capable, and he is also a righteous person. I also hope that they are all right... But it may be possible to retreat, but it is not easy to complete the task smoothly. It would be nice to bring some medicine out as much as possible. We all have experience in searching buildings, which is not as good as setting up various traps in open areas. The battles in the houses are real encounters.”
Speaking of this, the man immediately showed a look of fear, and he obviously had a fresh memory of this.
Tom also frowned and nodded: "Yeah, if he can collect one third of the items on the list, he has already exceeded our expectations."
"Then why don't you bet with me once?" Sun Zeya smiled nonchalantly.
The two team members glanced at each other, then nodded and said: "Okay! Team Sun, this is what you said, get out of your body and complete the task successfully... Less is the same, even if they are injured, you will be considered a loser."
"Yeah, even if it's just wounded! In the case of the mission... if you can collect a third of it, you will win!" Another added.
Tom glanced at them hesitantly, and then nodded heavily: "Okay, if that's the case, then I'll bet too! But Sun Zeya, one hundred and fifty rounds of bullets, you are really willing to spend your money... Maybe you know What is his power?"
"How can anyone with supernatural powers fully explain the situation of supernatural powers?"
Sun Zeya squinted at them, and suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Well, let me give you a friendly suggestion first. Get your bullets ready."