Explore closely.
While the two undead monarchs were fighting and had no time to take care of themselves, Lin An was like a hidden fish, quickly swimming through the central pit, trying his best to search for traces of memes.
The pervasive mental power probed every inch, trying to find the source of the meme.
Taking past experience as an example, any meme always has a carrier.
Although he was not sure that he could destroy the source, he had to try anyway.
The pit in the center is extremely large, and the originally towering metal statue of the astronaut had long been destroyed in the battle.
The huge statue was directly melted into molten iron under the high temperature and pressure of the battle aftermath, and then poured into the deep pit with the bombardment.
At first glance, except for a metal half that looks like a foot at the bottom, which is still barely in its original shape, the rest of the statue has long since cooled into a layer of metal and solidified at the bottom of the pit.
Where exactly?
Although the pit is deep, its true scope is not that big to Lin An.
In a few breaths he could complete the search.
But unlike what he imagined, the originally vaguely perceptible source seemed to have disappeared. No matter how much he used his mental power to search, he could not find the specific location.
("It should be that memes no longer spread, but are "absorbed" centrally.")
("Just like the transmitted signal, the range becomes smaller and naturally it is difficult to find.")
After taking a look at the two undead monarchs in a stalemate above their heads, the Second Will quickly made its own judgment.
Lin An nodded slightly, with a hint of anxiety in his eyes.
In this case, it will take time to find the source or destroy the meme.
Looking at it now, the undead monarch spawned from the ghost infant is obviously constantly absorbing the power of the ink spirit.
You can think with your toes that once the ink spirit is completely absorbed, the consequences will be disastrous.
The perfect undead monarch with his hands free and the blessing of memes is terrifying enough to think about.
"Find the source, then attack the source, and then help Mo Ling eat another undead monarch?"
The information was too little and vague. Lin An could only find a way to break the situation based on Chu An's few words.
There are too many problems.
After suppressing his thoughts, Lin An continued to launch a new round of search.
Viewed from a high altitude, the center of the battlefield seemed to have fallen into a brief "peace" at this time.
However, during the search process, Lin An unexpectedly discovered a half-dead human insect that was much smaller in size and was struggling to crawl out of the ruins.
"Hungry"
"Hungry!!"
Compared to the roars of hundreds of human bugs before, the last remaining human bug seemed to have really turned into a bug that was about to starve to death.
After being "absorbed" by the Necromancer Lord, most of the meme power, not only Lin An escaped from trouble, but this human insect that was originally blessed by the meme also lost its previous perverted resurrection ability. It looked like
There is no difference between ordinary monsters.
"call out!"
Seeing this, Lin An's brows jumped, and he slashed cleanly with his sword. The sharp sword light instantly cut the human insect into two pieces without any hindrance.
The situation is the same as what Lin An and his two men judged.
Without the support of memes, this originally extremely troublesome human insect had no ability to absorb energy. It was minced with one sword strike and no longer had the abnormal characteristics of being able to absorb energy.
The cut insect body twitched and stopped moving after a moment.
Blood flowed out neatly from the fracture, and the dead could no longer die.
Looking at the completely dead human insect, Lin An felt a little ridiculous for a moment.
No one thought that in this sudden forced mission, the real trouble was not the human insect, but him and Mo Ling
Linjiang Hospital.
Lying on the hospital bed, waves of heartbreaking pain came from every corner of my body.
For a moment, Mo Ling couldn't help but let out a slight groan of pain.
He reluctantly opened his eyes.
Looking at the unfamiliar ward, with her whole body wrapped in gauze like a rice dumpling, she couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Did you not die? Did you actually get rescued?
"Are you awake?"
In front of the hospital bed, a middle-aged doctor holding a medical record in his hand noticed Mo Ling's voice and was delighted when he heard it.
He quickly glanced at the monitor next to him.
Looking at Mo Ling who seemed to be trying to get up, he repeatedly raised his hand to stop him:
"Don't move yet. Your skin is highly burned. A little carelessness may lead to wound infection."
"Does it hurt?"
"What a miracle in your situation, I thought"
After pausing for a moment, the doctor subconsciously sighed. Out of professionalism, he changed the topic and gave instructions with a solemn expression:
"Be patient and never touch your skin with your hands."
"Your skin is now highly burned all over your body, and you also have problems with your respiratory tract. Once the wound breaks, it can easily cause massive bleeding."
The doctor gave repeated instructions and rang the nurse's bell, preparing to explain something more.
Looking at the little girl wrapped up like a rice dumpling, he couldn't help but have a flash of pity in his eyes.
What a pity
With such a fever at such a young age, even if you are lucky enough to survive the prognosis of infection, the road ahead is destined to be difficult.
He looked at the photos of Mo Ling before his death, and when he thought of the charred flesh and blood under the bandage, he felt a little pitiful.
On the hospital bed, Mo Ling didn't nod or shake his head, as if he were a dead body lying on the bed, showing no emotion.
Naturally, she heard what the doctor wanted to hide.
But, the future?
It doesn't matter, there is nothing in this world worthy of her nostalgia.
A few minutes later, a burst of rapid footsteps suddenly came from outside the ward.
"elder sister!"
The voice was childish, with a cry in it.
I saw a little girl followed by a plainclothes man pushing open the door and walking in directly.
Mo Ling subconsciously rolled her eyes when she heard the sound. With her blurred vision, she could barely see the person coming.
"Mo Yu?"
The voice is weak.
Only when facing his sister, Mo Ling would have some emotional fluctuations.
Just looking at the man following Mo Yu, she seemed to realize something subconsciously.
As expected.
The plainclothes man following at the end looked at Mo Ling on the bed with a complicated expression. After a moment, he nodded seriously:
"Hello, Mo Ling."
"I am Officer Chen from the investigation team."
"Although it is indeed not a good idea to talk to you in this situation, I hope you can cooperate with us because of your responsibilities."
Next to Officer Chen, Mo Yu's body trembled, and there was uncontrollable worry in his eyes.
She subconsciously glanced at her sister and then at the police officer next to her.
To be continued...