Ling Mo originally thought so, but after a closer look, he found that it was not the case.
If you just look at the surface, this information really only lists the types of mutant beasts, and does not actually promote the evolution of Xiaobai.
But after analyzing it, Ling Mo discovered a hidden information - the law of activity of mutant beasts.
Because mutant beasts and zombies also hunted each other, so in the case of zombies accounting for the vast majority of the city, the mutant beasts rarely wandered on the street.
There is actually another reason involved, that is, an animal habit of them has also been preserved in the mutation.
nest.
Almost all known mutants build a secret lair for themselves, and then go out to hunt as needed.
Whether you will encounter them depends on luck, but if you have the intention to find them specifically... In front of a city full of tall buildings and dense zombies, this kind of unreliable idea should be dismissed as soon as possible.
But this, that is for ordinary survivors. For Ling Mo, this information was very useful.
But this kind of search was still very restrictive for Ling Mo, so when the fifth floor was close at hand, he stopped...
"Bangdang."
The iron door of the passage was closed, and a large lock was hung on it.
"Pharaoh, it's time for you to be on duty tonight?" The guard handed the key to the person who came and said with a smile.
Old Wang tugged at the waistband of his pants, grabbed the key, and glanced behind the iron gate: "Is there not many people in the experimental group tonight?"
"It's hard to say, I heard that the team leader got angry today. There will definitely be someone who will stay and work overtime. You just need to guard. Don't get caught if you doze off." The guard laughed.
"It's just your crow's mouth. Get out of here now." Old Wang said angrily.
He turned around, stretched out his hand and tugged at the big lock, shook the key in his hand, and said to himself, "Why are you so careful, I don't believe that anyone will go in... Will something happen to the experimental group? Just kidding..."
As night fell, the originally gloomy experimental group fell into darkness.
Occasionally, there will be a soft "bang" sound in the corridor, accompanied by a "wuwu" sound. It doesn't sound real, but it seems to be everywhere.
Ga—
A closed door on the fourth floor suddenly opened, and a gap gradually widened.
Immediately after, a foot stepped out of the house.
When the door opened enough for one person to get out, the owner of the foot also squeezed out of the gap.
However, his movements were obviously awkward, as if all the joints in his body were not very flexible, and some places were even twisted.
On the contrary, the white coat on his body covered his body, and the degree of strangeness was reduced a lot.
The man tucked a bunch of keys into his pocket, then reached for the doorknob.
A faint beam of moonlight shone through the gap in the black cloth curtain, reflecting his pale fingers. Raised dark blue blood vessels, and stained with old blood...
Click.
The door is 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 useful corpse puppets have broken bones everywhere... This kind of severe arthritis really feels like it came out of some horror movie... Saying Can this flipped-up finger be snapped back..."
Ling Mo's body was lamenting. It was the first time he had used such a broken corpse doll. 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, and it is a surprise to find a corpse that can escape the cage.
He put the jellyfish ahead to explore the way, and the corpse followed behind crookedly.
The number of people in the experimental group dropped sharply at night, but that didn't mean that they could do whatever they wanted. If you don't pay attention, there is still a risk of being discovered...
"Have you heard that the No. 1 experiment is missing, and so is Shen Le."
In the dark corridor, two red dots were bright and one dark, and two vague voices were leaning against the wall at the same time.
"I've heard about this too. Hey, should the team leader be pissed off?" The second voice exhaled a puff of smoke and asked.
"Who knows, the deputy team leader is going crazy. He's still working overtime today, and he said he's going to get another No. 1 out overnight. You don't know, he said No. 1 is his son. I really don't know his father. If he were there, would he go crazy on the spot when he saw this kind of grandson? He might also shout, "Oh my God, this is not our family's ancestral chromosome! Hahahaha..." The person who started talking laughed.
"Hehe... Hey, which of the two do you think is easier to deal with?" Another person changed the subject.
The man was still laughing: "You compare the two perverts... The deputy team leader is a research madman, and the team leader is a control freak... It's just a bit more perverted than someone else."
"Damn it, you really dare to say it. Which one is more perverted?" Another person also laughed.
"As for the deputy team, he is mainly perverted in research, but the team leader, he is a pervert for decades. You can see that he has been a deputy before, and he couldn't wait to seal himself a positive after reaching Nirvana. I'm stuck... By the way, there's one more thing, this number says I still have to find it, what the team leader means." The man suddenly said mysteriously again.
The other person was suddenly a little surprised: "Boundless sea of corpses, how do you find this? Are you crazy..."
"I have a clue, the leader of our group said. You don't even think about it, our best result in the past six months is the No. 1 series, which is almost the same as the team leader's lifeblood. If you lose your lifeblood, you Are you happy?" the man continued.
"Go away, you're breaking metaphors. But these two perverts are really funny, one lifeblood, one son, hahaha..." Another laughed.
"I'm done smoking, I'm back."
The man pinched the cigarette butt and said.
"Well, I'll be back in a while, I'm not finished here yet." The other person nodded.
"Smoking a cigarette is like picking up a girl. I'm bothering you..."
"You go away."
The corridor soon became quiet again, only to see a red dot that flickered and dimmed, reflecting a fluttering face from time to time.
"Huh..."
He exhaled another puff of smoke and turned to look at the stairs above.
However, before the smoke dissipated, his expression suddenly froze, and the cigarette butt in his mouth also fell to the ground, spattering a few sparks.
Although he still maintained the posture of raising his head to look at the bright moon, his eyes became a little nervous.
After a few seconds, his Adam's apple rolled and he turned his head slowly.
During this process, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
But as soon as he saw the situation of the stairs below, he was stunned.
no one
On the dark corridor, there is nothing...
"Did I read it wrong?" The man stroked the back of his head in amazement. "Isn't it true that you see something wrong by watching zombies every day? I almost thought there were red eyes underneath..."
At that moment, he glanced at it from the corner of the eye, and it really shocked him, and he even felt that his body was a little weak.
At this moment, realizing that he was wrong, the man couldn't help but laugh at himself.
After a dry cough, he let out a long breath and bent over to pick up the cigarette butts on the ground.
At this moment, a shadow swept past him.
"Um?"
The man looked left and right again suspiciously, but still found nothing.
"What happened to me today, rely on..."
In the corridor on the fifth floor, the person who left first was walking towards the depths of the corridor with his hands in his pockets, humming a song softly.
At this moment, not far behind him, a figure suddenly appeared.
The figure was clinging to the wall, his head tilted slightly, one arm twisted, and he followed silently.
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 get 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 set of keys was gently hooked out, another set of keys fell from the top of his head and was slowly put into his pocket.
"Which monster is dishonest again." The man smiled and turned his head.
"Hey, I got the wrong key? Whose key is this?"
"Huh..."
Ling Mo reached out and wiped the sweat from his forehead. Fortunately, the other party was wearing a white coat...
"Thank you again for the system of Nirvana. Without your support, I would not be able to steal this set of keys."
After Ling Mo sincerely thanked him, he closed his eyes again.
At this time, he can devote himself to the manipulation of the corpse puppet.
With the cooperation of jellyfish, it is not too difficult to steal keys, and Ling Mo's trick of attacking the west is also tried and tested.
At this moment, the key fluttered into a shadow, and was caught by a pale hand.
Hearing the depressed voice of the experimenter, a strange arc suddenly appeared on the face of the corpse puppet with a blank expression.
With the key in hand, he can also go in and find out about those laboratories that are closed...
Although the night is more suitable for exploration, many laboratories will be completely locked at this time. But since many labs contain living creatures, there are always keys that remain in the hands of the staff on duty. Ling Mo's corners of the afternoon were not for nothing. When he traveled through many laboratories, he also knew some of the rules of the experimental group very well.
"The team leader is usually not on duty in this building, but the deputy team leader has always been on the sixth floor... I'd better start from the fifth floor."
The corpse figure flickered and turned into another corridor.
At this time, the members of the experimental group were still rummaging in their pockets. He never thought that just over ten meters away in the straight line, a zombie was holding his lost key and aiming at the door of a room. keyhole…