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Chapter 338: Poetic Hotel (1)

The bright white moon hangs in the air, hiding behind the faint clouds as if it were covered, like a hidden goddess, staring at the earth below indifferently.

The poetic hotel is not high, with only three floors from the outside. The door made of gray-yellow sand is not locked, as if waiting for guests to come.

"It is clearly a gate made of sand, but it can reveal the texture of wood in a short time..."

The sting team in a triangular formation carefully approached the hotel gate. Mao Jiarui, the only lighting equipment in the team, swept with a flashlight and exclaimed in surprise.

"The world now is no longer what you and I think is reasonable may become unreasonable, while those phenomena that break through the rules have now become ordinary things."

Yin Ji spoke lightly, moved his hand and placed the licked steel knife in front of him.

In this way, even if an unforeseen attack emerges from the darkness, he can react at the first time.

"If the building formed by sand is consistent with the one described in the mission, the mission goal should be located on the third underground floor..."

After recalling the task information in his mind, Wu Qi repeated in a low voice.

"Didn't the task information say that it is a single unit with a level of life energy, just a single unit, can it do these?"

The Russian said casually that although he did not know what the difference would bring about the level of life energy, judging from the previous incident of Judas swallowing the six-eyed parrot, these mutated creatures that were cultured by tissues did not seem to be very powerful.

At least as a reinforcer, Mao Jiarui thinks so.

According to his cognition, the strangeness shown in front of him was obviously not something that a single unit with a level of life energy was always able to do.

"The mutated biological traits in tissue culture have their own advantages and abilities are very different. All you and I can see is only a small part of them. Didn't I just say that don't use common sense to guess these beasts unless you want to lose your life."

Yin Ji spoke again and warned Mao Jiarui.

"Regularly speaking, these mutated creatures are obviously something cultivated by tissues, but they give me a feeling that the organization cannot control. It really makes people feel uneasy..."

Wu Qi, who was sandwiched behind the two, whispered.

Due to personnel level issues, Wu Qi and Mao Jiarui did not know much about Yin Ji, so many things can only be judged from a limited perspective.

Among the few experiences of the Dark Sect, the demise of Research Station No. 7 was an impressive event. At that time, they also lost a teammate, Xia Zixian, who was among the few people.

The investigation mission of mutant creature 1158 was stopped by the organization before it was launched.

They were drawn to Yunlong Town overnight, and they didn't even have time to replenish the corresponding equipment and preparations for them.

These incidents one after another are difficult to avoid the members of the Sect Squad.

How much control does the organization have in mindfulness plan?

To be honest, they didn't have such an idea at the beginning.

But the problems that arise one after another make them feel more and more insecure.

The mysterious T organization is like a child playing with fire. The fire is getting stronger and stronger, but it has no power to extinguish it.

"None of these things should be worrying about. Rescue the sheep and scorpion and concentrate on completing the task!"

Yin Ji did not start to sigh like the two team members. After a bad tone reminder, the thin man took the lead in stepping into the hotel door.

When Yin Ji entered the hotel, he smelled a strong smell of dust, as if dozens of cleaners and aunts were slapped at him in turn with brooms stained with lime.

"Ahem..."

Although Yin Ji is an absolute first-level abilities, he is still dizzy due to his sensitive sense of smell.

"Ha, I'll just say, how could that thing be completely replicated into a building complex? It's already the limit to be able to achieve surface consistency..."

The white beam swept over and saw clearly what was in the hotel. Mao Jiarui said lightly.

He also smelled the rich dusty breath in the air, which seemed to be a reminder that the building in front of everyone was not a normal artificial product, but was born from strange mutant creatures.

"Although the interior of the building is very rough, it is already an incredible thing to be able to build a building with sand in a short period of time. Be vigilant and don't relax!"

Yin Ji reminded him that his eyes turned and he looked at the stairs entrance.

According to the description given by the organization, the mutant creatures that need to be investigated should be located underground in the hotel and should be found as long as you go down the stairs.

In fact, the current situation of the Dark Sect is not optimistic. They do not know the mutant creatures underground in the poetic hotel, and the information given by the organization is just a few words.

Just entering the underground rashly is really a very dangerous move.

But Yin Ji has no choice.

He can bear the consequences of the failure of the mission and even give up the mission.

But he couldn't give up on Yang Xiu.

Although it is not clear where Yang Xiu was taken by those strange sand particles, Yin Ji knew that as long as he found the single unit in the mission, Yang Xiu's whereabouts would surface.

Following the not-so-spacious passage, the three men from the Hidden Sect soon arrived at the underground of the Poetic Hotel.

The surrounding walls are becoming more and more rough here, no longer having the exquisiteness outside. The sloppy layout and scratch marks make them deviate from the scope of artificial objects.

In a sense, it is more like a cave wall scribbled by giant reptiles.

"This is not like a basement, it is clearly an underground cave... Compared with the Research Station No. 22, the difference is not a little bit worse..."

Observing the surrounding environment, the Russian chatterbox opened again.

It seems that as long as he is not in the sniper position, he cannot continue to maintain his silent state.

"Maozi, can you die if you are quiet..."

While the sharp sound came, Yin Ji hit Mao Jiarui with his elbow.

Unexpectedly, after doing this action, Mao Jiarui seemed to be stimulated and suddenly screamed.

"ah!"

"What the hell are you doing? I'll just quarrel with you..."

Yin Ji turned his head unbearable. Before he could speak out his words, his mouth was quickly covered by Mao Jiarui.

"Um!"

Mao Jiarui raised a finger and made a silence on his lips. Then he glanced at Yin Ji and signaled to look at the wall on the right.

Following the beam of the headlight on the submachine gun, an uneven wall appeared in Yin Ji's sight.

Scratches of varying depths were spread all over it, as if they were from the rift valley that penetrated and formed a sloppy picture.

Although it looks a bit strange, there is nothing suspicious about it.

After staring at the wall for a long time, Yin Ji glanced at Mao Jiarui beside him with some suspicion.

"What are you doing? I was shocked. Did you eat your tofu just now?"

Hearing Yin Ji's inquiry, Mao Jiarui seemed to have become a different person, the ease on her face no longer existed, and all that was left was deep worries and fear.

"Yin, Brother Yin, have you not seen it? Just be there... Oh, Brother Yin, please keep your voice..."

The Maozi muttered in his mouth, as if he had seen the freedom in Yin Ji's eyes. He shrank his neck and carefully pointed the lamp at a certain place on the wall.

"Look at there..."

Holding his trust in Mao Jiarui, Yin Ji squinted his eyes again, but the wall was still the mottled wall. Apart from the light and shadow on it, there was nothing special.

"Nothing, what are you doing, Maozi..."

"Brother Yin, can't you see it?"

Hearing Yin Ji's answer, Mao Jiarui's expression suddenly changed, as if to confirm that it was not his own eyes that had something wrong. The sniper raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows and looked at him again.

However, a few seconds later, Mao Jiarui's flashlight suddenly deflected from the original wall and moved away from the original wall to somewhere else. The speed was extremely fast, as if he was chasing an invisible creature in the dark.

"What the hell are you going crazy!"

Yin Ji was a little annoyed. From his perspective, Mao Jiarui was like a sudden onset of epilepsy, with the flashlight in his hand constantly changing direction.

The high frequency of light and dark changes made Yin Ji's eyes, which had originally adapted to the dark, feel a little uncomfortable, and the anger that calmed down was also aroused again.

"No, Brother Yin, it's not me who went crazy, it's that thing that ran away!"

Mao Jiarui was like a child who was not understood, and his voice trembled slightly.

"Weapons, have you seen the weapon?"

As if he had just remembered the third person in the team, Mao Jiarui quickly turned his head and looked at Wu Qi beside him.

"Brother Mao, there is nothing on the wall... Have you read it wrong..."

Wu Qi grabbed his head, subconsciously swept the darkness around him with his eyes, and replied.

"No, you two really didn't see that thing?!"

Mao Jiarui was stunned. He had just seen a plump giant insect lying on the wall, but neither of the other two in his team saw it.

Could it be that he was too scared to cause hallucinations in front of him?

"Amazing, what did you see? Don't scare yourself!"

Yin Ji suppressed the anger in his heart and asked patiently.

The stability of the team is very important. The surrounding situation is so complicated now. If the people in the team are unstable, it is easy to have big problems.

"A maggot...ah, it's a very fat maggot..."

After swallowing, Mao Jia tried his best to recall the scene at that time.

"But the maggot has feet on its body, two pairs of feet, like spiders..."

"Brother Mao...spiders usually have four pairs of feet..."

Wu Qi spoke in a low voice and pointed out Mao Jiarui's mistake.

"Hey, don't care about those details!"

Mao Jiarui waved his hand and swept around with a nervous flashlight. After confirming that the invisible bug had indeed disappeared, he said anxiously.

"Anyway, that thing makes me creepy. Didn't you see it? It's really a big bug..."

As he said that, the Russian gestured with his hands.
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