As soon as the two guards flashed the flashlight and walked over, a red dot on the ceiling suddenly shook.

However, neither of them noticed anything strange above their heads, and their eyes were only wandering around the ground.

A few seconds later, on the door of one of the rooms they had just passed, there was a strange red jellyfish of very small size.

When I first entered the Nirvana headquarters, the Master Ball looked like it was just a rubber toy, and there was nothing special about it outside. But when I look at it now, it is transparent, like a beautiful work of art carved from crystal, and a drop of blood has condensed in the middle, and a red light shines out from the inside out.

This night, I sucked 101 and long-armed zombies successively, and the master ball got a lot of nutrients. Especially 101, although he is no longer majestic, he is a mother zombie after all, and the virus content in his body is quite high. After sucking them, the Master Ball has also reached the tipping point of re-evolving.

At this time, under Ling Mo's control, it was firmly attached to the door and began to slowly shrink its body.

When it contracts to the extreme, it slowly swells up again, and the whole process is like breathing.

But what came out of its body was not any gas, but silk threads condensed from spiritual energy!

These silks are invisible to ordinary people, but in the eyes of spiritual powers, they all exude a faint white light.

Centered on the Master Ball, the light spreads out like a rapidly woven cobweb.

At the same time, Ling Mo's body, who was sitting against the wall, suddenly frowned, and a layer of fine beads 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 split in two within the body of the Master Ball. One of them has been used to control the corpse puppet.

The puppet must not move. The old blue father and daughter are a key part of this plan. But in order to manipulate so many spiritual threads, he would have to split half of the tentacles on the side of the Master Ball again.

This one point will score dozens of points!

If it weren't for the Master Ball, a transfer station that could be charged in advance, Ling Mo wouldn't have been able to do this kind of thing from a distance of a few hundred meters.

The process of splitting the tentacles is like forcibly separating a thought. That's not all, it has to be put into action at the same time.

It's like a lot of people can draw squares with their left hand and circles with their right hand, but what if you write two different articles with both hands at the same time?

Or take it a step further. With a pen between your fingers, you can write eight articles at the same time?

Not to mention doing this kind of thing, it feels a headache just thinking about it.

And what Ling Mo had to do was similar to this, each tentacle split out and was not finished after being entangled with the silk thread, he still had to control each tentacle to do different things at the same time, this is really complicated.

Within a few seconds, Ling Mo felt that his head was about to explode.

And at this time, his condensed spiritual light group began to fluctuate violently, supporting his large consumption.

"What's going on?"

Also in the accommodation building. At this moment, a man suddenly woke up from the bed, and then opened his eyes to look at the darkness around him.

The man hesitated slightly. He lifted the quilt and jumped down, and slowly walked to the door.

The man hesitated a little as he grasped the doorknob, but eventually opened the door......

When the white light on the door of that room was stained with a layer of blood, it meant that Ling Mo's split and fusion had been completed.

The tentacles paused for a moment, then suddenly began to move, and they quickly stretched out along the hallway and walls, in all directions.

One of them went through the keyhole and went straight into the door where the Master Ball was.

Other tentacles have reached certain positions and have gone straight down the floor.

This is undoubtedly a great mental drain on Ling Mo, but after all, he has a battery!

"Everything is weak, the master ball is really stronger than ten sections......"

Although this scene was eerie, it was done completely in silence, and the four people walked around this floor without noticing it at all.

"I still can't figure it out, why is the key gone, and the key I keep is obviously not that string, why did it come to me?" The clerk stopped in front of a door in a very depressed manner and said.

Another sighed: "Did you fall into the toilet?" ”

"How is that possible!" The real yàn member said angrily.

"Then I can't think of it, unless there is a ghost for you to touch......" Speaking of this, the man's expression suddenly became a little uncomfortable, "Alas, let me tell you, this is a ghost, when I was smoking on the stairs alone, I seemed to see a shadow vaguely......"

"Shadows? You don't think it's a hell, do you? The real yàn member rolled his eyes and said.

"That can't be true...... the man himself couldn't figure it out, he thought it was a hallucination, but now that the key was lost inexplicably, he couldn't help but wonder if there was some connection between them......

The real yàn member was already upset, but he didn't expect his companion to suddenly start pulling some shadows.

Where is the shadow in this building?

"Damn! It's unlucky! With a sullen breath, the clerk lifted his foot and kicked the door.

However, just a second before he was about to kick the door of the room, he suddenly heard a muffled sound of "bang".

And the sound came from the door in front of him!

The real yàn member was taken aback, and he couldn't kick this kick, and the whole person was crooked twice, almost falling to the ground.

The other person didn't notice this detail, but asked with some confusion, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"This ...... This ...... It just rang! The clerk pointed to the door in disbelief and said.

"......" The man was stunned for a moment, and then stared at the real member as if he was looking at a neuropathy and smiled, "Okay, you, I just finished talking about ghosts, you just scared me like this, are you naïve?" ”

"I'm not kidding you!" As soon as the clerk pleaded a sentence, the door suddenly shook.

This time the man also saw it clearly, but he still frowned, and some did not react too much.

The door just shook slightly. Although unusual. But it's not scary.

And the real yàn member swallowed. Suddenly, he slowly approached the door.

"By the way, this room is really a product, right?" The man said with a sudden opening of his mouth.

"Well, but this door is anti-locked, and it's impossible for the real product to break free. It's a pity that my key is gone......" The clerk turned his head sideways, ready to put his ear to the door and listen carefully. Although he said that, this door wouldn't move himself inexplicably, right?

However, at this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a scene that made his soul fly.

The doorknob actually began to twist slowly!

Meantime. There was also a slight noise from behind the door, but it was this sound that frightened the two real yàn members at the same time.

"Click."

It's the sound of the door lock being opened!

The real yàn member is already staying, how is this possible!

The doors are locked, unless they are opened with a key...... Wait a minute!

Key!

Could it be that someone really took the key?

And, while they were looking for the key, someone used the key to open the door?!

The real yàn staff was dumbfounded, they had been busy looking for the key, but no one thought to open the door to check these real rooms.

The reason is very simple, one is that the key cannot be left in the real room. The second is that the keys are gone. How do you open the door?

As for the possibility of being taken away by someone else...... How could anyone else pop up in this building?

However, the scene in front of him completely subverted his concept.

Not only was there someone in this building, but this person had opened the door right under their noses and entered this real room!

"No, so many guards didn't see anyone coming in, and I didn't see anyone else here, besides, this door doesn't open early or late......" The real man was already confused, and he really couldn't figure out how this qiē happened.

"Squeak......

Seeing that the crack in the door gradually opened a pitch-black gap, the real yàn member suddenly snorted, stepped back suddenly, and shouted in a somewhat transfigured voice: "Run! ”

He saw it! In the dark, those red eyes!

The man also woke up suddenly, and after howling subconsciously, he turned around and shouted: "Help......"

Before the cry for help could be fully cried out, he suddenly closed his mouth as if he had been choked by the neck.

At this time, the real yàn member also turned around, his eyes suddenly widened, and his hands and feet instantly became cold.

In the corridor ahead, a blood-stained entity stood there blankly, staring blankly at them.

In his hand, he carried a limp figure, and if you looked closely, it was one of the guards!

At this time, the guard's eyes were closed, and there was still a look of horror on his face, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

Not only that, but from the corner of the corridor, more zombies came out!

The speed of these zombies is not very fast, and their movements are even a little stiff, but in the silence, they come out one after another, but it is simply overwhelming!

Both of them were weak all over, and their hairs exploded.

What the hell is going on? Why all of a sudden all the zombies have escaped!

They couldn't think much of it, for an even more terrible voice had sounded behind them.

"Bang!"

It's the sound of the door being pulled open and slamming against the wall!

Although they were used to seeing zombies, dealing with zombies a lot, and even doing a lot of practical things, at this time, they really felt a zombie standing behind them, and the two of them still became blank, and their legs couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"Smack!"

The sound of the liquid dripping to the ground was very clear, as if it sounded directly in the minds of the two men.

Is it saliva?

"Save ...... Help ......"

This was the last sound that the real yàn member made, and in the next second, his eyes went black and he fell to the ground silently.

The other person also fainted very simply when he heard his companion "poof" fall to the ground. (To be continued......)

PS: I was really touched to see everyone's book reviews today, thank you!