Chapter 117: The Team of Random People

The blond immediately started eating, and at the same time he had time to say: "You can shoot again. I will not suffer any fatal damage in these ten seconds. Well... for some containment objects, it is not absolute."

Mo Qiong picked up the beef jerky and said: "What will happen if I help you eat it?"

The blond's face changed drastically, and he said anxiously: "Don't do that. I must eat these foods. If you take this beef jerky and run away now, I will die."

Mo Qiong hurriedly returned the beef jerky to him, and saw him eat it up easily.

At this moment, only four or five seconds had passed, and he would not die in the remaining time.

"Kang Mang! Shoot again." The blond laughed.

Mo Qiong shot at the head again, and saw the blond retreat two steps by the gun, and his neck tilted back.

But the bullet fell with a clang, and he was completely unharmed.

At this time, Xiao Feng raised the scalpel and said: "I'll try it too."

As he said that, he cut a knife, but the knife cut a small wound on the blond's hand, and blood was dripping.

"Ah...you...you...I'm talking about fatal injuries!" The blond covered the wound and said.

"Uh, my English is not very good..." Xiao Feng grinned.

However, everyone still fully understood the effect of the blond hair. Even Xiao Feng only understood half of it when he heard it, but now he must have understood it after a demonstration.

The blond hair was fatally injured, and the injury would not appear, but food would appear out of thin air.

In the ten seconds of eating, he could not die in theory, as if the state of death was frozen.

However, he could be hurt, and only fatal attacks would be exempted, and in those ten seconds, fatal attacks would not cause more food to appear.

Mo Qiong couldn't help but say: "If you encounter a containment object and are not sure how terrible it is, you'd better shoot yourself directly..."

The blond hair nodded and said: "That's right, in this way, the food I want to eat corresponds to being shot, and I can completely bear that little food. On the contrary... the food that explodes when the containment kills me is almost impossible for me to eat."

"Hiss... invincible..." Mo Qiong sighed.

The blond smiled bitterly and said, "What's the point of being invincible? If I get seriously injured again, or my limbs are broken, or I'm controlled, or my food is taken away, in short, if I don't eat everything in time... then I will die."

As he said that, he suddenly reached out and began to grab his throat, bending down and vomiting wildly.

This skilled vomiting technique actually made him vomit out what he had just eaten.

After vomiting, the blond wiped the saliva and sour water on his mouth with an ugly face, and said, "I think it's better for me to keep my stomach empty as much as possible, which helps the saliva secretion in my mouth."

Mo Qiong secretly thought that senior D-level personnel are so professional one by one?

To say professional, in fact, they are not very professional, the key is that seriousness.

The blond and Xiao Feng are both D-level personnel who have lived for more than a month. Can they not be serious?

Anything that can increase their chances of survival is willing to do, rather than not doing it because it may be useless or insignificant.

"083! 083! Look at the painting!" The brown-haired shouted on the side.

Xiao Feng hurriedly took the painting and let him take a break.

Everyone kept cooperating and came to the elevator. Mo Qiong saw that the blond's hand was still bleeding. Although it was not serious, it was better for him to keep in the best condition.

So he took out the 96 ointment from his pants and helped the blond apply it: "Come, put this bottle on you after applying it, you will definitely need it."

As he said, a very piercing scream came, which scared Mo Qiong and almost wanted to turn around again.

"Ah ah!" The terrifying scream came from the brown-haired man. He ran away like crazy, as if he had seen something that frightened him.

"Stop him quickly, tsk... green is not okay?" Mo Qiong just remembered that the ointment was green.

Xiao Feng wanted to look at the painting, and the blond immediately rushed over and grabbed the brown-haired man.

Mo Qiong put away the ointment and went to see the situation. He saw the brown-haired man trembling, his nose and tears were coming out, and his eyes were extremely terrified.

"Is his green phobia going to last?" Mo Qiong said.

The blond said, "It doesn't matter if he can't see green. He will be fine slowly. He has been trained in hypnosis. Once he thinks of green, what pops out is light yellow."

Mo Qiong thought for a while and said, "Why not give him contact lenses or something so that he can't see green?"

"There's no need for that. He usually doesn't do experiments or stay in the house. His schedule is planned. He doesn't usually see green. But now the containment has failed. Maybe there will be something green on the lower floor..." The blond said worriedly.

Mo Qiong thought, "Then let him not look at anything except the painting. He keeps holding the painting. When he takes a break, let us help him look at it. At other times, he shouldn't look around."

After adjusting the arrangements, Mo Qiong went into the elevator first.

But when he saw the body in the elevator, he thought about it and came out again.

"Xiao Feng, is there any other way to go down besides the elevator?" Although they would be safe if they found the masters of the Blue and White Society, going down itself was extremely dangerous.

"No, there is only this elevator, but after going down, there are stairs between the negative six and negative ten floors... Well, do you want to scout first? After all, if we open the door in the elevator and find a containment object, it will be terrible." Xiao Feng said.

Mo Qiong said: "That's right... By the way, you said before that your eyes can be removed?"

Xiao Feng nodded and said, "Yes, I know what you mean. You are right. The eyeball on the back of my head can convey what I want to see even if it is a million miles away from me."

"Clairvoyance..." Mo Qiong laughed.

The blond was confused. The two communicated in Chinese. He spoke English, which the two understood a little, but he didn't understand a word of the Chinese they spoke.

Mo Qiong explained it briefly in English, and at the same time reached out to take off the eyeball behind Xiao Feng's head.

The eyeball itself can be taken off, which is very convenient.

However, his hand touched it so much that the eyeball obviously became more bloodshot, but Xiao Feng looked normal.

It might be painful, but Xiao Feng had lost his sense of pain.

Mo Qiong placed the eyeball on the body in the elevator, used the folds of his clothes to support it, and adjusted the angle.

"It's OK..." Xiao Feng said.

Mo Qiong immediately pressed the negative sixth floor and walked out of the elevator.

The next thing is easy to do, look at it layer by layer.

If a floor looks dangerous, they won't go there. If they see a living security guard, combat personnel, or even David on that floor, they will definitely go there.

Of course, it may not be visible from the elevator, but it is always good to observe and judge each floor in advance.

When the elevator reached the next floor, Xiao Feng's face suddenly became solemn.

"Corpses... a lot of corpses... seven... no, eight, all not far from the elevator door, as if they died all the way here."

Mo Qiong asked hurriedly: "What's the death?"

"Same as in the elevator, two blood holes on the chest. This is the containment that attacked you before. It's really lucky. It killed at least twelve security guards, and we are still alive... You must have triggered one of its conditions." Xiao Feng said quickly.

Mo Qiong listened carefully to Xiao Feng's description and quickly figured out the situation on the negative sixth floor, at least at the elevator door.

It is conceivable that the group of security guards who went to this floor were attacked not long after they went down, and then ran all the way to the elevator, and finally the remaining three ran into the elevator.

But the thing chasing them also entered the elevator, resulting in the three bodies in the elevator.

After the elevator went up, the thing inside came out again, and then killed the security guard guarding the elevator entrance on the negative fifth floor.

The fan head... There is no doubt that the thing is extremely dangerous, but in the end it fell on Mo Qiong...

Mo Qiong certainly knows why it is still alive, because the thing was exiled by him and is now basking in the sun in a magma hell.

There is no way, in order to survive, I can't care so much, see what the Blue and White Society thinks, anyway, if I can't find the fan head, I can't confirm the other hidden characteristics of the fan head.

"Continue, look at the negative seventh floor." Mo Qiong pressed the elevator up, and then pressed the negative seventh floor from the inside.

Xiao Feng watched attentively, but the elevator's perspective was too narrow, and there were too many blind spots.

Each floor of the research institute is very large, and you can't see anything in that one-third acre of land.

When Xiao Feng saw the tenth floor, his face suddenly became happy.

"There are people, security guards, oh, and the stress guard team."

"More than 20 people, I also saw D-class personnel, they are gathered together as if discussing something, and there are people on guard around..."

"Probably discussing to pack up a certain containment object, I can't hear the sound."

Everyone was stunned, and their faces showed joy. Although the D-class personnel were protected and were also used as cannon fodder during containment, at least they could know what to do instead of facing unknown dangers now.

"In that case, let's go to the negative tenth floor." The blond said.

Mo Qiong nodded, but still asked: "Have you seen a young man with dead fish eyes, probably like this..."

As he said, Mo Qiong described David.

"No, there is no one you mentioned." Xiao Feng shook his head.

"Hmm..." Mo Qiong thought.

At this time, Xiao Feng said: "Uh, oh! There is David you mentioned, he was in the blind spot before, he came over and I saw him now."

"They seem to be starting to act, they turned deep into the corridor, let's catch up with them."

Mo Qiong thought about it, pressed the elevator, and prepared to go to the negative seventh floor to catch up with the stress guard team.

Mo Qiong was still a little wary of whether this was a lure from the containment. But he couldn't just throw the baby out with the bathwater, so he went down to take a look.

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P.S.: Sorry. I'm going to do a big job next, and I'll try to transplant the secret technique, Xiajiba Random Shooting, here. After all, without the gun fighting plot, the protagonist's initial special skills when he joined the club are gone.