Although the derivative monster's body is still shaking, technically speaking, it should have died no longer... And in "little moon", Ling Mo sees another possibility
"According to instinct, at the moment of being disturbed, she should choose to immediately return the control of this body to the original owner... Although the principle is different, her parasitism and my corpse puppet still have a lot in common... If my corpse puppet is injured that will hurt my body at the same time, I will also take evasive measures... But she did not do so, why?"
The answer may be simple
Ling Mo goes to "little moon" and puts the derivative monster beside her.
Next, his hand extended to the derivative monster
"Er... This experience is really bad... Maybe it will leave a psychological shadow..."
The surface of the derivative monster is full of that unknown mucus, which not only makes its skin more greasy, but also seems to have an additional protective layer. Ling Mo's "hedgehog model" left many wounds to it, but it didn't really penetrate its body. However, a large amount of blood loss still made its movement slow. Coupled with its crazy attack, it made the wound continue to tear, accelerating the speed of blood flow. If it weren't for this premise, Ling Mo would still be unable to grasp it.
"I'm afraid the normal way of hatching is to completely absorb these mucus, and then form a hard shell on the body like the head... Once that happens, this little guy can be named Ninja Turtle..." Ling Mo sighed, and endured this greasy feeling, pressing on the derivative monster inch by inch.
"Yes."
His fingers stopped on the monster's abdomen and pressed hard.
"Dong! Dong!"
As if a heartbeat came from under his fingers, Ling Mo frowned. Fingers moved slowly with this beat... "Sure enough, there are parasites in it! No wonder she can command the monster... Hoo, fortunately, she used mental interference first, otherwise once she took control, the monster really can't be dealt with. But so... Can she only control one at a time? That's right. Before this little moon was only commanded by her, not controlled..."
After secretly congratulating himself, Ling Mo turned his attention to "little moon".
"Ah!"
"Little moon" suddenly raised her neck and her face towards the ceiling.
In Ling Mo's shocked eyes, the parasite hidden in her mouth suddenly came out of her mouth and squirmed wildly nearly two centimeters away from her. At the same time, a large number of tentacles also squeezed out from the edge of her lips. It feels like a monster is about to tear her body apart and climb out.
"What's going on? Instinctive escape?"
In this process, the "little moon" as a parasite continued to scream in pain, and the body quickly weakened, as if the vitality of the whole body were constantly being taken away by the parasite.
"Have parasites been above the noumenon? Once in danger, they will choose to abandon the noumenon, and even squeeze the last bit of value of the noumenon. This practice is really bad..."
Ling Mo hardened his scalp and suddenly reached for the big mouth.
Although they were all enemies, Ling Mo felt a little angry about the "sister"'s behavior. For humans, zombies are just monsters. I'm afraid anything that happens to them can only be described as "horrible" and "bloody". But for Ling mo. This kind of cruelty to the same kind is still
"When I find out your body! Then I will thoroughly clean up your farm!"
At the moment of holding his mouth, Ling Mo immediately felt a strong force, as if it was trying to retract.
"Are you afraid?"
At this time, it is impossible to keep it as it is. The best way is to get it out of the parasite before it sucks out the baby!
"Oh... No... don't..."
"Little moon" shouted vaguely, but her body still kept the posture of kneeling.
Ling Mo suddenly gritted his teeth and dragged the parasite out.
"Ah ah ah!"
"Little moon" stared wide and twitched all over.
The parasite tried to break away several times, but in terms of strength. It can't compare with Ling mo.
"Pa!"
With a large amount of mucus spouting out, a soft thing also came to Ling Mo's hand, and it was still shaking constantly.
"Ouch..." Ling Mo glanced at it with disgust. Not surprisingly, this thing was indeed very similar to the larvae in those parenting bags... It could even be said to be exactly the same.
"Soldiers... Head of the army... Now it seems that the head of the army is the upgraded parasite of the soldiers? However, the difference between the number of soldiers and the head of the army is too large, which shows that the success rate of parasitism is still very limited..."
On the other hand, the life expectancy of those soldiers is also very problematic. Presumably, after coming out of the pouch, they must choose the next parasite. Once it fails, the result should be death... Otherwise, with the number that Ling Mo saw before, this place can be completely occupied by parenting bags, and become a desperate situation for strangers.
But those parenting bags were awakened by him, and he didn't mean to drill out of them after waking up
Of course, these things are still his guesses. If you want to prove whether they are true
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