Liu Feng's system saw that the eclipse beast he had cultivated easily won, and his tone revealed his contempt for the Suzaku. An artificial intelligence system that wanted to fight against her, the master of the last days, was still quite poor in performance.
"Your jealousy has become more and more serious recently. Shouldn't you also check it out yourself, lest your body will be corroded by this jealous smell."
Liu Feng felt that her system IQ was declining, and even a manually edited system could make her jealous.
The Suzaku system was extremely quiet. After most of the fossil zombies were destroyed, the space was restored to its original appearance. Suddenly, Liu Feng discovered that he was only two or three meters away from the ground, and he could return with a single leap. Go to the original room.
Liu Feng still remembered the places where Bai Youqing and the others fell. He kicked on the floor, and the floor covering it immediately fell off. Bai Youqing and the others were not dead, but fainted in this narrow space.
"Summon golden bamboo worms." Liu Feng summoned dozens of golden bamboo worms for them to diagnose these people first to see if their bodies had other problems.
Fortunately, their test indicators were all normal, but they passed out due to hypoxia and excessive panic.
"Han Bing, Bai Youqing, wake up."
Liu Feng used the spider silk of the sky spider to make a lifeline and wanted to hang up the people below one by one, but Bai Youqing and Han Bing did not accept his kindness. After they woke up, they realized that this place was just a small It's just a small pothole, and they can get out of it with one step.
"Brother Feng, did we just have a illusion? I seem to see a lot of zombies biting me, but there is no way to resist."
Bai Youqing touched his arm, and there was a faint smell of blood on it, but there were no scars on his arm, even the skin and flesh were very smooth, as if he had done a laser whitening.
"I can think so too, but the spiritual power of this Suzaku system is very strong. We will be disturbed by this spiritual power at any time in this place, and we must always be vigilant."
Liu Feng looked at the top of the ceiling, summoned all the silver praying mantises so that they were all concentrated in one place, and for a moment the golden light shot directly on the ceiling, causing bursts of white smoke to appear above.
Liu Feng originally thought that this force was enough to penetrate the ceiling, but he didn't expect that the force would scorch the ceiling tightly, but failed to penetrate the ceiling, and the burning smell made people feel dizzy.
Liu Feng felt that there might be some hidden substances in the ceiling materials, and the consequences of long-term burning might make them hallucinate again.
"Brother Feng, our attacks are still too scattered. If we can concentrate these forces on one point, we may be able to pass through."
After seeing the ceiling condition, Han Bing felt that their focus was still too great. Now the power of these boomerangs is concentrated in a place the size of a washbasin. If it can be narrowed down, the effect will be better.
"Then try other methods."
Liu Feng also discovered this. He began to summon other insect swarms to concentrate this beam of light. Those iron-toothed insects linger around these boomerangs, making them form a cone shape, so that they can whirl. The power of the dart is all concentrated on one point.
The size of the washbasin gradually shrank and concentrated on a spot of light. This power was more than several times higher than before, and it quickly pierced a large hole in the ceiling.
The structure of the ceiling is interrelated. Once a small hole is opened, the entire structure collapses. The golden light starts to spread around the edge of the large hole. Soon the entire ceiling falls down. Feng's side turned to ashes.
The room upstairs was completely dark, and I couldn't see what was in it. Liu Feng looked at it as if looking at a black hole in the universe, but Han Bing and Bai Youqing were not afraid. They took the lead and decided to take the lead and inquire about Liu Feng.
The two of them adopted the method of stacking Arhats, and Han Bing tapped on Bai Youqing's shoulder and jumped to the top of the room.
There is no danger here, but there are solid walls on both sides, and there is no point of force under his feet, so that his body can only cling to the wall in a very strange appearance.
Soon Han Bing's body slid down, and most of his legs fell below the ceiling.
He grabbed it indiscriminately, and finally touched a doorknob before he completely fell. He grabbed the place with both hands, letting his body float in the air.
"Brother Feng, there is a door here, but I can't open it." Han Bing shook his body laboriously, and suddenly felt that his feet could touch the ground. He looked down and found Liu Feng sitting and flying. The moth came to him.
Liu Feng dragged Han Bing back to the moth, and at the same time illuminated the surrounding space with self-explosive insects. It looked like a narrow corridor, but all the ground had collapsed, and there were four on both sides of the corridor. The five doors, without any names written on them, all look exactly the same.
"Pick any one in. No matter what the system wants to do, I can deal with it."
After passing the first two levels, Liu Feng is very confident in his insect swarm. The system called Suzaku often lacks stamina in level layout and its attack method is very simple.
Liu Feng feels that the situation here should be similar. Even if he encounters a new type of zombie, he has a way to deal with it. What's more, his own system is tit-for-tat against this system called Suzaku. If he encounters a zombie that he can't deal with, the system will be too. Give him time for welfare and let him completely remove the Suzaku system.
Han Bing followed Liu Feng's instructions and directly opened the door closest to them. The room was very large, about one or two hundred square meters, and the overall temperature was also very low.
Liu Feng noticed that there were two pushable iron beds in the middle of the room, and a row of water pipes and washstands beside them, which seemed to be set up to wash some large objects.
The walls were filled with small silver-gray grids marked with various numbers. Liu Feng saw the scene in front of him and quickly understood that this is the room they saw in the photo, which is the medical school’s. Morgue.
He walked to a grid and pulled out the drawer according to the position in his memory. The grid was empty, but the words B380 was written on the bottom.
