As soon as the two guards hit the flashlight and walked over, a red dot suddenly shook on the ceiling.
However, these two people did not notice the abnormality above their heads at all, and their eyes had been only glancing at the ground.
A few seconds later, on a door they had just passed, a tiny red jellyfish appeared strangely.
When I first entered Nirvana headquarters, the master ball was just a rubber toy, and there was nothing special outside. But now when I look at it again, I feel transparent, like a fine art carved from crystal, with a drop of blood condensed in the middle, and a touch of red light coming out from the inside out.
This night, I sucked 101 and long arm zombies successively, but the master ball got a lot of nutrition. Especially 101, although he is no longer powerful, he is a maternal zombie after all, and the virus content in his body is quite high. After sucking them, the master ball also reached the critical point of re evolution.
At this time, under the control of Ling Mo, it was firmly attached to the door and began to shrink slowly.
When it shrinks to the extreme, it slowly swells again, and the whole process is like breathing.
But what spits out from its body is not a gas, but a silk thread condensed by spiritual energy!
These silk are invisible to ordinary people, but in the eyes of spiritual powers, they all emit a faint white light.
With the master ball as the center, these lights spread like a rapidly woven cobweb.
At the same time, Ling Mo, who was sitting against the wall, suddenly frowned, and a layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.
The spiritual connection between him and the master ball is only supported by a spiritual tentacle. And this tentacle is still divided into two in the body of the master ball. One of them is used to control the corpse puppet.
The corpse puppet side must not move. Lao LAN and his daughter are a key part of this plan. But to control so many mental threads, he has to split half of the tentacles on the side of the master ball again.
This point, you have to divide dozens of roots!
If it weren't for the master ball, which is a transfer station for charging in advance, Ling Mo wouldn't be able to do such a thing hundreds of meters away.
The process of tentacle division is like forcibly separating an idea. That's not enough. We have to act at the same time.
It seems that many people can draw a square with their left hand and a circle with their right hand, but what if they write two different articles with both hands at the same time?
Or go further. With a pen between your fingers, write eight articles at the same time?
Don't mention doing this kind of thing. I feel headache just thinking about it.
And what Ling Mo wants to do is similar to this. Each tentacle is split and intertwined with the silk thread. He has to control each tentacle to do different things at the same time, which is the real complexity.
Within a few seconds, Ling Mo felt his head was about to explode.
At this time, his condensed spiritual light began to fluctuate violently, supporting his massive consumption.
"What's going on?"
It is also in the accommodation building. At this time, a man suddenly woke up from the quilt, and then opened his eyes to see the darkness around.
The man hesitated for a moment. He opened the quilt, jumped down, and walked slowly to the door.
When holding the door handle, the man hesitated a little, but finally opened the door
When the white light on the door was stained with a layer of blood, it represented that Ling Mo's division and integration had been completed.
These tentacles paused for a while, and suddenly began to move. They quickly extended around along the corridor and the wall.
One of them followed the keyhole and went directly into the door where the master ball was located.
When other tentacles reached certain positions, they directly drilled down the floor.
This undoubtedly consumes a lot of energy for Ling Mo, but after all, he has a battery!
"What Fu is weak, master ball is really better than ten..."
Although this scene was strange, it was completely completed in silence. The four people walked up and down this floor, but they didn't find it at all.
"I still can't figure out why the key is gone, and the key I keep is clearly not that string. Why is it on me?" The experimenter stopped in front of a door very depressed and said.
Another sighed, "did you fall into the toilet?"
"How can it be!" The experimenter angrily said.
"Then I can't think of it, unless a ghost is touched by you..." speaking of this, the man's expression suddenly became a little uncomfortable, "Alas, I tell you, speaking of ghosts, when I smoked on the stairs alone before, I seemed to see a shadow vaguely..."
"Shadow? Can't you say it's a ghost?" The experimenter rolled his eyes and said.
"That's definitely not possible..." the man himself didn't know. He thought it was an illusion before, but now he lost the key inexplicably, so he couldn't help but wonder if there was any connection between this
The experimenter was already upset. Unexpectedly, his companion suddenly began to talk about something.
Where does the shadow come from in this building?
"Shit! What bad luck!" With a sultry breath, the experimenter raised his foot and kicked the door.
However, just a second before he was about to kick the door, he suddenly heard a dull sound of "bang".
And the sound came from the door in front of him!
The experimenter was startled. He couldn't kick this foot anymore. The whole man tilted twice and almost fell to the ground.
The other person didn't notice this detail, but asked in some doubt, "what's the matter with you?"
"This... This door... It just rang!" The experimenter pointed at the door in disbelief and said.
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