"As soon as I saw the lesion, I suddenly got excited..." Ling Mo was a little surprised by this. He originally wanted to test the power of this "lesion", and by the way, he helped the man with sunglasses... to consolidate the other party's guess. This idea had already appeared in Ling Mo's mind when they first landed, and now it seems that the effect is really good...
After all, the man with sunglasses is not a complete boss. After losing contact with each other, his original character characteristics were completely exposed. It can be said that he is more like a container containing the memories of the big boss. Although there are similarities between the two, there are also distinct differences. At least in terms of scheming, this sunglasses man is far inferior to his body.
"When he wakes up, he will consciously hand over all the information to me... No matter how you negotiate a deal with him, it is impossible for him to completely betray 'self', but it is not as safe as this method. He is preconceived and believes that I am Nirvana people, so once there is an abnormal event, it is easier for him to think wildly, and after being guided, it will cause the current 'misunderstanding'..."
Ling Mo thought to himself, but his eyes turned to the "lesion" again: "But it doesn't respond at all. Could it be... it's just a biological organ that assists pronunciation?"
After hesitating for a while, Ling Mo simply squatted down and opened a hole on the man with sunglasses with his tentacles: "Make the most of it..." He muttered, but he had already pressed the "spot" on his hand. The man with sunglasses in a coma twitched suddenly, and seemed to sense the unfortunate thing that was about to happen to him...
However, Ling Mo's hand stopped less than five centimeters away from the wound. What puzzled him was that even though this "lesion" also had a conditioned reflex to the smell of blood. However, it is not as active and exciting as the master ball...
"It's weird... Even if the functions are different. But since they are essentially the same. At least in terms of instinctive reactions, they should be the same, right? But they behave differently now, and what is the reason?"
Ling Mo frowned and thought for a while, then brought another tentacle to the "sick spot". And this time it's reaction is more thorough, it ignores the tentacles...
"There must be something I overlooked... Think about it..." After a while, Ling Mo's eyes suddenly lit up, "That's right! Their mother!"
He had considered this issue before, but his scope of thinking at that time was only limited to the level of zombies. But ignore the difference between ordinary zombies and mutant zombies. Even if the juvenile zombies mutated due to drinking oil, where is the source of the master ball? That is a source of infection!
Judgment!
"Although it can't be directly related, it swallows a lot of things... Even the king level has been swallowed by it..." Ling Mo suddenly understood that this "spot" was still too low-level, and the master ball was already moving towards the real mutant organisms evolved. If he wants to cultivate another one, he must find "advanced lesions" like the master ball.
However, the source of infection and the mother are not so easy to find, and their offspring are few, and even fewer can grow "lesions". From this point of view, the existence of the Master Ball is absolutely precious...
"Master Ball is so excited, does it want to devour this 'lesion'? It's fine. Maybe this is its real food..."
Thinking of this, Ling Mo threw the "spot" in his hand. The Master Ball that just jumped up suddenly swelled up. After a "click", he swallowed the "spot". A shadow similar to it suddenly appeared in its transparent body, and after a pause for a few seconds, it suddenly began to shrink, and the body surface quickly turned red.
The master ball, which was still like a transparent ruby, soon turned into a bloody color, and as the color continued to deepen, the situation in its body was gradually covered up. Ling Mo wasn't too interested in this devouring process, he was more looking forward to the changes after the Master Ball.
"To make it look forward to this, it must be of great help to it, right? It's a pity that only one of the larvae zombies was born. This thing is not easy to find..."
The devouring of the master ball lasted for nearly an hour, until the blood light on its body slowly became translucent, and the little thing retracted with a "pop".
Ling Mo quickly grabbed it. Judging from the color and appearance, the Master Ball was still the same as before, but it seemed to have a small cloud of blood mist inside its body, with countless vein-like blood threads entwined together, and the core was Like a drop of blood. But if you look closely, it seems to be a miniature version of the heart...
"I didn't expect it to be so powerful! I just don't know what changes it can bring to its strength..." Ling Mo's eyes suddenly showed a look of surprise, he thought for a while, then reached out and squeezed the master ball.
And this time, before he could let go of his fingers, the Master Ball suddenly made a sound.
"Crack!"
Ling Mo was stunned for a moment, and then showed a hint of suspicion.
The sound that the Master Ball made in the past was actually caused by its body shrinking, but sometimes the amplitude was too small to be easily detected by the naked eye. But Ling Mo can be considered to be observant of the master ball, and of course he has noticed this detail long ago.
But at the moment, the master ball is still in a state of artificial contraction, how could it be possible to make a sound
unless…
Ling Mo's eyes suddenly widened, he loosened a little, and then squeezed again. This time, his attention was all on the "heart", and his mental tentacles were also entangled in the Master Ball.
"Clap~"
Another soft sound came, but this time, Ling Mo's face changed completely.
The body of the master ball... didn't move! Only the "heart" moves! And that voice came from the "heart"!
"It has evolved a pronunciation system! A master ball that can talk!" Ling Mo stared at the "jellyfish" in his hand without blinking, and his heart was full of shock. This speed of evolution... is terrifying!
From scratch, it only took an hour!
"If Lao Lan finds out, I don't know if he will go mad... This master ball is simply a nightmare for a scholar!"
Ling Mo couldn't help pinching it twice, but this time the sound of the master ball changed slightly. It seems to be deliberately weak, and at the same time, its tentacles gently sweep Ling Mo's palm...
"Damn it! Damn it! You're actually acting like a spoiled brat! Will you find something new if you squeeze it a few more times..."
"Crack~ clack~"
…
Outside the dormitory.
Wang Rin was squatting in a corner and wiping the blade, but behind him suddenly there was a black-rimmed man smoking a cigarette.
He stared at the back of Wang Rin's head for a while, then suddenly coughed dryly and said, "Wang Rin..."
"I have something to say." Wang Rin said without raising his head.
Lao Zheng suddenly showed a hint of embarrassment, he hesitated for a while, and asked in a low voice, "Have you ever thought about staying here? I mean... stay with your sister and brother-in-law?"
The movement of Wang Rin's hand stopped, she looked up at Shana who was not far away, and then glanced at the closed door... Then she quickly let out a muffled groan and said, "I don't think so. Well. They both just bully me…”
"That's what you've thought about it?" Lao Zheng sighed and said, "Think clearly, you were forced to escape at the time, the middle of us..."
"If that day comes, I will repay the favor." Wang Rin bit his lip suddenly and said coldly, "That matter... I will repay it sooner or later."
"Don't tell your brother-in-law?" Lao Zheng asked again.
"He will only bully me." Wang Rin wiped the knife dully.
Lao Zheng gave a wry smile, and then changed the subject again, but this time, as soon as he opened his mouth, he was stunned by Wang Rin: "Why do I think something is wrong this time? Your brother-in-law wouldn't Are you pitting us again?"
"What's wrong! Except for the second camp near here, who has a helicopter?" Wang Rin said unhappily.
"I didn't say this... Don't you think their behavior is strange? Why do they have to stay here? I also secretly asked the pilot before, and he said that he wanted Ling Mo to help get the fuel, but it didn't matter. Living here, right? This thing is weird!" Lao Zheng said with a frown.