Yun Tuan said, sensing something was wrong, "Aren't you just the bread tree? Are you here to observe humans?"
The torn towel was lifted and a corner was still intact.
[Are you crazy? I am not a living creature, do I have anything to do with the bread tree?]
Yun Tuan bent down and squeezed the torn towel, but was persuaded by the rough and pilling fabric. She lowered her eyes and murmured: "I may be crazy."
"What on earth are you going to do? We've already arrived at the Special Forces. Is it time to go?"
Being wrapped in a torn towel that spits out sewage is really inconvenient.
[Little Li’s brain...is it with you?]
Torn Towel suddenly asked.
"Please, I didn't break off its brain, so how could it be here with me?" Yun Tuan's expression remained unchanged.
"I don't care whether you are a mutant beast or an alien creature. Can you please walk independently?"
"As a beast, the most important thing is to be independent."
Yun Tuan continued to brainwash a torn towel, mainly because this thing couldn't be suppressed directly with force.
Her ability has no effect on anything adulterated with cotton.
Using weapons, it is estimated that one thousand enemies will be killed and oneself will suffer eight hundred losses.
What's more, this rag also sprays water.
[I didn’t find it. I strangled the man until he was suffocated and didn’t find it.]
"Is that important? If it is pulled out and put back in, will it still be effective?" Yun Tuan carried the keys he pulled out from under the seven-group main console and walked all the way inside.
[None of your business.]
Cloud:...
Okay, that piece of rag must be useful, she had to keep it.
Yun Tuan stuffed the cotton gloves into the pocket of her coat, zipped up the pocket, walked a few steps, and felt strange again - these mutant beasts seemed to be afraid of her.
Their sense of smell is relatively sensitive, can they smell the small amount of mutated animal feces remaining on her body?
She subconsciously touched her face and breathed a sigh of relief when she found no metal.
Yun Tuan found the key to the cell and opened the cell with the highest explosion-proof level where she was originally held.
It was empty inside, and the uncomfortable chair was missing.
The explosion-proof signs on the wall are still there.
The original body left no trace, not even a struggle. The wall paint is intact and there are no traces of new paint.
Strange, this is already the innermost cell on the third underground floor, and there is nothing that seems to be an energy source.
How do these mutated beasts survive?
You don’t have anything to eat or drink, so you just waste it?
Impossible. Where is Jing Yu's mission? There must be an energy source in this building that can be destroyed.
In these dungeons, their missions seem to be separated, but they are all connected from a certain angle. Perhaps only by discovering the energy source of the special forces can we find traces of the bread tree.
No, it doesn’t have to be found. It just needs to be determined in which range it is.
It's about staying away, not physically marking.
Thinking about it, the clouds were beating on the ground and walls, trying to find any clues.
After a while, the torn towel poked Yun Tuan's calf.
[Are you humans so boring?]
"None of your business."
Just as he was talking, Yun Tuan stepped on the edge of the floor tiles, and the mechanism suddenly flipped!
Boom!
The cloud had no focus and fell down all of a sudden!
"Again?"
She only had time to sigh, and she couldn't even adjust her posture. Within three seconds, she fell to the ground.
This space was dark and narrow, only as big as the three squat pits in the public restroom connected together. It was covered with a thick layer of mud. When I landed, my feet sank into the soft and sticky mud, but there was no pain at all.
Yun Tuan recalled the stains on her legs that she had been wiping with wet wipes for a long time, and the mud smelled of 84 disinfectant - the original body must have fallen off.