Standing in the military camp behind the core of the base, Lin An leaned against a floor that was about to be demolished.
It's almost evening.
The setting sun sinks under the back mountain, unable to resist the coming chill of the night.
The steel bars of the floor slab behind are exposed, and corroded rust color emerges from the white ash.
The ruins that have not yet been demolished at your feet are incompatible with the surrounding buildings made of psychic alloy.
This was once the teaching building of Linjiang College.
With the expansion of the base, in just a few months, no trace of the past can be seen.
The world is changing much faster than human imagination.
The academy has disappeared.
Instead, there are large military bases with strict discipline and some repression.
There is no greenery, no entertainment alms, no colorful neon lights and no busy traffic.
But, there are no complaints.
After the apocalypse broke out, people seemed to be obsessed with various military facilities to fill their inner uneasiness.
Black, gray, and military green are the main colors in human gathering places.
Not far in front of you is a small metal bungalow.
That's where Mo Ling lives.
The jet black metal house is like a stubborn rock growing out of the ground. Compared with the gathering places built together around it, it looks lonely.
The huge black figure lying on the side unconsciously scratched the metal plate on the ground with its sharp claws.
The sound is harsh.
A few minutes later.
Looking at Mo Ling leading the licker's tongue, Lin An couldn't help but feel a little weird.
The mutant who followed little Mo Ling obediently had thick mucus dripping from its mouth, and its huge crawling body followed slowly.
The strong contrast between body shapes actually gives people an absurd feeling.
"Do you live here?"
"Why not go with Mo Yu, An Xia and the others?"
Looking at Mo Ling who had his head held high and changed into his combat uniform, Lin An asked curiously.
It's funny to say.
He is nominally the top executive officer of Long'an Base, but is actually the person in power.
But the base was developing so fast that he, who had never spent much time in Long'an, didn't even know where he lived.
I deliberately walked slowly to suppress the excitement in my heart.
Mo Ling tugged on the iron chain on the licker's tongue, raised her head and replied with an indifferent expression:
"Mo Yu is timid."
"It's good for me to live here alone."
Looking back at her home in Long'an Base, Xiao Moling calmly added:
"I don't come back to live very often."
"Anyway, there are no zombies biting me in the wild. When I'm sleepy, I can sleep anywhere, but it's a bit smelly."
"Roar"
With a low growl, the led licker seemed to feel the power contained in Lin An's body. Under the instinctive hostility, it couldn't help but roar.
"Wow!"
The chain suddenly tugged, and a faint special power spread out.
It seems to be the key to Mo Ling's control of mutants.
After the fluctuations passed, some anxious lickers calmed down again.
Looking back, Mo Ling couldn't help but blink at Lin An and shook the chain in his hand twice.
She was always taciturn in front of outsiders, but only in front of Lin An would she behave like a child.
Although he didn't say anything, the words on his raised little face were written on his face.
"Wow!"
Lin An couldn't help but feel a little amused as he looked at the clattering chains being pulled by Mo Ling.
"All right."
"How do you control it? I remember you can only summon mutants, right?"
"Where are the other two bloody corpses?"
If you remember correctly, although the effect of Mo Ling's transformation into the Necromancer is incredible, at level 1, he can only command the undead body (the supernatural body transformed from zombies).
Not only does it consume a lot of money, but it can only control the weakest ones.
The mutant in front of her was obviously beyond her control.
Even now, the consumption of three summoned creatures is not something that little Mo Ling can bear.
"Snapped!"
Putting the chain into Lin An's hands, Mo Ling had a hint of cunning in his eyes.
"Fool!"
"I can't control it, but the Heartless Puppet can! That guy's stomach is almost bursting with food!"
"It's a special kind of mutant, right? I've observed it many times, and many zombies and mutants are afraid of that guy."
"Anyway, it can help me control it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin An frowned slightly. He remembered that Jingtian had mentioned to him before that Mo Ling would often run around alone with bloody corpses.
"Didn't I tell you? The strength of the blood corpse can never be higher than yours!"
"If you let it keep eating, what should you do if it gets out of control?"
Although the Heartless Puppet is special, he is not afraid of anything now.
But be afraid, once this thing gets out of control and lurks, it will reach level three or even level four in one go!
Hearing Lin An's somewhat stern tone, Mo Ling looked at him without any sign of weakness.
However, behind the harsh questioning of her, she also knew that Lin An was mostly worried about her.
After a while, she suddenly lowered her head in grievance:
"Why are you so fierce?"
"It won't lose control. I let it eat it and convert the energy into mental power to help me control the mutant."
"I worked hard for a long time before I figured it out."
"You haven't taken me with you for a long time."
On her bloodless face, Mo Ling's nose wrinkled slightly, and she lowered her head, as if she had been abandoned.
She doesn't like dealing with people in the base, and everyone doesn't like her either.
In other words, many people are afraid of her.
Just like in the previous life, every symbiote is an alien wandering between humans and monsters.
They are destined to be alone.
A person who hangs out among corpses and keeps company with zombies every day will always make many survivors feel afraid.
Even if people need her ability.
But in the eyes of many people, she has been equated with a mutant.
To be continued...