Mo Ling's eyes were fixed on the letter paper. The white letter paper carried the hope of saving Lin An.
One minute, two minutes...
The long wait, every minute and second was like torture. Just when the mood of the two of them was about to sink to the bottom, a line of printed text slowly appeared under Mo Ling's crooked notes.
"Send me the details."
"You encountered problems at the satellite base, right?"
No nonsense at all.
Seeing Chu An's reply, Xiong Hanzi and Mo Ling felt relieved for a moment as if they had taken a reassurance.
Reply!
There was no surprise, no doubt, and no unnecessary emotion in Chu An's reply.
This man, after receiving the information, acted like a question and answer robot and got straight to the point.
Although it feels a bit cold, it is really reassuring when the two of them are at a loss.
"We are in Space City!"
"Just east of the satellite base!"
"Here, we first encountered a human bug, the one who kept shouting that he was hungry."
"That bug can't be killed no matter how hard you hit it. It can absorb any form of energy and then split!"
"Lin An suspected that there were memes or something here, so he took us to look inside."
"After arriving at the periphery, something went wrong with Xiong Hanzi. He also showed signs of alienation that resembled a human insect, as if he had been infected by something!"
"Then Lin An entered the city center by himself, and..."
Pause for a moment.
Mo Ling clutched a writing pen tightly in her little hand. She stopped not because of anything else but because she didn't know how to describe it.
Subconsciously taking a look at the devastating battle scene in the distance, she took a deep breath and wrote quickly:
"So many Lin An!"
"After Lin An went in, he turned into many Lin Ans! And they came in all shapes! I also saw two monsters with white bone mutants! Those were also transformed by Lin An! After they came out, they Keep fighting!”
"Chu An, I suspect that something in the city center infected Lin An."
Pursing her lips tightly, Xiao Mo Ling finished writing the last line and waited extremely nervously for Chu An's reply.
To be honest, not being afraid is a lie.
If it weren't for the team information, Lin An's profile picture would always be on, with no sign of dimming.
She was even afraid, afraid that Lin An would be killed directly.
So many Lin Ans were dying, and she couldn't tell which one was the real Lin An.
While waiting, the red light in the distance skyrocketed again.
Under the violent collision of psychic energies, the originally dark night sky was dyed crimson.
Turning his head frequently, Xiao Moling's eyes were full of worry, fearing that the real Lin An would be killed by other clones.
The battle became more and more intense, and the bloody fight between these Lin Ans almost reached its peak.
Every shot is a sure kill, going straight to the point.
The mental power shatters the skull, the sword net shatters the body, a punch smashes it into flesh, and the lightning strikes turns it into coke...
Although Lin An in each form has different preferred methods of attack, the only thing that is the same is extreme violence.
After watching it for a long time, even Tiehanhan was a little uncomfortable with the level of bloodshed.
The only good thing is that Lin An doesn't know how to use the things in the ring. It's like they were just extracted from a certain battle clip. Whatever was used in the battle, the differentiated and copied Lin An will use.
Otherwise, the two of them had no doubts.
With the madness of this group of Lin An, they will definitely use nuclear bombs in batches.
By then, with the arsenal in Lin An's ring, they could imagine what an exaggerated scene it would be.
...
Amoeba copy.
Deep underground, like a secret base, bright surgical lights illuminated a small room.
Wearing gloves and goggles, Chu An silently looked at the lines of text that appeared on the letter paper and fell into a brief thought.
The room was bright, but under the illumination of the shadowless lamp, it looked a bit cold and cold.
White room, white operating table, white knife...
Empty, claustrophobic.
On the white operating table, several human corpses were neatly placed with their organs removed, as if they had just been taken out of formalin solution.
The whitened muscle tissue was neatly cut open, revealing the buttery fat.
Internal organs with different shapes are piled aside like mechanical parts.
The crimson blood stained the scalpel, bright and vivid.
After a while, Chu An's expression remained unchanged after reading the message.
It was as if the information from Mo Ling was mediocre and not worth paying attention to.
He calmly took off the rubber glove on his right hand and casually dropped it aside.
"Human worms...hungry...divided..."
"Eating, infection, alienation."
He tilted his head slightly, and his expressionless face trembled slightly, as if he thought of something interesting.
self-mumbling.
He unhurriedly stretched out his fingers and inserted them into the body that was only an empty shell, staining it with a touch of red.
Draw with one finger.
A few seconds later, a simplified map of the space city appeared on the white operating table. When viewed vaguely, it looked like some kind of magic circle full of evil connotations.
The slender fingertips traced the smooth white metal surface, using up the last bit of blood.
Moving slowly, a red line appeared on the map.
"Peripheral alienation, internal..."
"Regional scope, out of control thinking."
Chu An deduced the situation in Mo Ling's mouth in a low voice, and his eyes as clean as water seemed to have lost focus, looking straight at the map.
Think, deduce.
As if he were at the scene, Chu An quickly constructed a dynamic image in his mind, simulating the scene in the space city at this time.
"Lin An in various forms..."
"Time... aberration..."
Maybe it's 10 seconds, maybe it's 11 seconds.
After a moment, the out-of-focus eyes quickly turned around and regained their composure.
The deduction is over.
The corners of the mouth on the calm face were slightly raised, as if imitating a human being, revealing a faint smile.
"Strengthen your inner desires and then manifest them..."
"Or...dream?"
self-mumbling.
Just relying on Xiao Moling's rough description, Chu An, who was far away in another world, quickly determined the source of the problem with almost abnormal thinking ability.
It's a meme, one that inspires the greatest desires deep in the mind of any living being.
The first stage is to amplify instinct, the second stage is alienation, and the third stage is to strengthen embodiment.
In the enlarged "dream" state, if it is a bird, it will fly higher and faster, if it is a fish, it will fly deeper and farther.
At this moment, if the two of them could see Chu An's expression at the scene, they would probably instantly understand the confidence in that indifferent smile.
...
One minute later.
His right hand, which he took off his gloves, firmly grasped a quill.
A few lines of notes in neat font slowly floated on the letter paper.
"Just go in alone."
"You will find the real Lin An."
A few words came back.
Little Mo Ling stared blankly at Chu An's solution, unable to understand it.
This sentence was obviously meant for her.
let me...
Get in! ?
Little Mo Ling subconsciously raised her head and stared blankly at the apocalyptic battlefield in the distance.
The violent turbulent flow of spiritual energy would probably tear her into pieces the moment she entered.
