Although the tentacle managed to get in, it could at best sense the psychic light cluster, but it was powerless when it came to specific sensing of the environment. However, since the other party had no reaction to the psychic probe, Ling Mo boldly brought the Jellyfish to the keyhole.
Given the size of the Jellyfish, it obviously couldnât fit inside, but after the tentacle swept through, it could generally sense the situation inside.
This is a special advantage of mutation creatures, which Zombies cannot match. Zombies can hear faint sounds and smell the scent of people inside, but asking them to reconstruct the environment is a bit too much.
Temperature, light, the size of the space, and even the ability to judge what kinds of things are inside and where they are located based on the scent⦠The only drawback of the Jellyfish is the lack of vision. This doesnât affect it, of course, but it is quite frustrating for Ling Mo. The reason is simple: he isnât used to itâ¦
Right now, Ling Mo felt quite strange, as if his soul had left his main body and was peeking through the keyhole. Although he could see nothing, it didnât prevent him from reconstructing the scene in his mind. There was a bit of wishful thinking involved, but it wasnât far off from reality.
Sure enough, there were no open windows inside the room, not a hint of wind, and it was quite warm. The light wasnât strong either; the surroundings were pitch black, with only a lamp lit in the middle.
Based on Ling Moâs experience, that lamp most likely had a lampshade, concentrating all the light in the center.
As soon as he sensed this environment, Ling Mo was delighted. It was ideal for him since it would be harder to be discovered after sneaking in.
Taking advantage of this opportunity to thoroughly search the room, even if the gains werenât substantial, he could at least gain some understanding of the Experimental Groupâs situation.
But figuring out how to get the Jellyfish inside was another conundrum.
Ling Mo first focused his attention on the psychic light clusters inside the room. In reality, there were several light clusters, one of which was busy in the brightest spot of the room, while the others were huddled in a corner. The room was actually quite spacious, and Ling Mo hadnât initially paid much attention to those clustered together. But upon closer inspection, he was somewhat shocked.
Zombies?
Of course, this judgment wasnât entirely accurate; there could be a mutation beast among them. But based on the scent that the Jellyfish sensed, Ling Mo was inclined to think they were all Zombies.
âQuite the luck today. Hitting the Experimental Group on a two-to-one chance is already a win, but finding the first target coming straight out of the Lab is a real jackpot,â Ling Mo thought as he clenched his fists in excitement. This was definitely a good omen. However, he soon felt a pang of regret. If he had known earlier that the woman might be carrying a report or some kind of Laboratory documents, he would have followed her.
But missing that chance wasnât a big deal. Ling Mo didnât have much confidence in successfully intercepting the document. Even if he managed to stop her, getting the document back would be a significant challenge since the Jellyfish couldnât read itâ¦
âAs a spy, this Jellyfish still has many inadequaciesâ¦â
After observing for a while and seeing no movement from the person, Ling Mo concentrated, controlling the Tentacle to fully extend through the keyhole.
As the invisible Tentacle slowly reached the door handle, Ling Moâs expression turned serious.
Executing such a high-difficulty operation from several hundred meters away required complete focus; even a slight distraction could lead to failure.
This was the result of Ling Moâs daily practice. Mastering the Puppet Control Ability to this degree had taken a lot of hard work.
The so-called Tentacle was actually akin to the strings used for puppet control. It was easier to manipulate Zombie Puppets, but separating the strings for other tasks was extremely difficult.
Ling Moâs eyebrows twitched as he painstakingly wrapped the Tentacle around the door handle.
Materialization!
At the moment the Tentacle materialized, Ling Mo instantly felt his psychic power consumption nearly double.
However, given his current total psychic power, twice the consumption wasnât much.
Click, click, clickâ¦
The door handle turned slowly, but the person inside remained completely unaware.
Ling Mo held his breath and focused intently⦠Even though his main bodyâs caution didnât actually affect the overall situation, he couldnât help but react.
Snap.
With a soft sound, Ling Mo distinctly saw the personâs psychic light cluster flutter slightly.
Footsteps immediately followed, clearly indicating that the person inside was approaching the door.
However, just as the person got within five meters of the door, a loud âbangâ abruptly echoed from inside.
This sound was much louder, and a âroarâ soon followed.
The roar was unbelievably harsh, startling Ling Mo.
The personâs footsteps paused for a moment before they hastily turned around.
But at that instant, the door had already been quietly pushed open a crack, and a red glimmer slipped through.
As the door was lightly left ajar, the person turned and approached the door again.
At the moment, the Jellyfish was clinging to the ceiling near the door, while Ling Mo looked down at the personâs psychic light cluster from above.
The person clearly opened the door and peered outside for a few moments before shutting it again.
In that brief span, Ling Mo had already closed the distance to the clustered psychic light clusters.
âThe smell of rust⦠and something burnt⦠A cage? Electrified?â Ling Mo quickly guessed the general setup.
The room contained several Zombies being held, along with a researcherâ¦
Ling Mo had an idea, and a Tentacle split off, slowly reaching towards one of the psychic light clustersâ¦
In the dim corner, several cages were lined up, each holding a Zombie bound by an iron chain.
These Zombies were mostly injured, some even crippled, but all had a pair of blood-red eyes glaring.
Suddenly, one of the Zombies looked dazed, and after a moment, it jerked its body and then raised its head to look around the room.
âUghâ¦â
This type of two-stage control method took Ling Mo several seconds to get used to, like coming down to the ground after hanging in mid-air for too long, feeling a bit dizzy and disoriented.
Additionally, this method was a strain on Ling Moâs psychic power, requiring precise control of mental energy output to maintain synchronization.
âHuh? Iron chains?â
Ling Mo quickly noticed the Iron Chain on the Zombie Puppet; there was even one looped around its mouth.
The chain looked very similar to the ones he had seen on the Canine Zombie, clearly electrified.
The Zombie Puppet he chose seemed quite active; despite its numerous injuries, it was still very much alive. For Zombies, being alive meant being full of energy, capable of tearing a person apart by hand. The person who put this humanoid beast in the cage obviously relied on these mummy-like Iron Chains to restrain it.
Ling Mo found this method familiar. He furrowed his brows in thought before suddenly uttering an âOh!â
No wonder it looked familiar; he had seen a similar setup in the memories of a Niepan Peripheral Member. Niepan members used these Iron Chains to capture Zombiesâ¦
âCatching so many alive is really no small feat.â
Ling Mo controlled the Zombie Puppet to move a bit, but its limbs were completely locked. From the feelings in its arms, it was clear that they had been broken before. However, with a Zombieâs remarkable regenerative abilities, as long as a limb wasnât completely severed, it could heal. This was something humans simply couldnât match.
For humans, even a minor injury could be fatal or lead to mutation, whereas Zombies could fully recover as long as they werenât dismembered. This significant difference contributed to the ever-widening gap in numbers between humans and Zombies.
Since there was no shared pain sensation, Ling Mo didnât bother considering what kind of torture the Zombie had endured. He mainly wanted to find out what these researchers were doing with the Zombies.
âWhatâs thisâ¦?â
Ling Moâs eyes turned to a Trash Can outside the cage, which contained several discarded syringes. Judging by the warped needles and the bloodstains on them, it was clear that these tools had been used on the Zombies. However, needles alone couldnât penetrate Zombie skin; they must have used additional methods.
âWhoa, a chainsaw?â
âIs that a drillâ¦?â
âThey even have axes!â
The more Ling Mo looked around, the more his scalp tingled. The scene was too horrific to bear!
When he finally spotted the figure in the white lab coat, only one thought remained in his mind.
This person was like a real-life Heishui chainsaw murdererâ¦
But when Ling Mo got a clearer look at the person, he almost choked.
It turned out to be a woman! How could it be a woman!
And judging by her profile, she had a ponytail and seemed very scholarly!
Ling Moâs throat bobbed in disbelief; he couldnât imagine her wielding a chainsaw or an axeâ¦
However, thinking about the few female Zombies he had back home, he could sort of accept it.
Compared to them, this woman seemed quite gentleâ¦
âWait, no. Ye Lian and the others act according to their racial instincts, but this womanâ¦â
After a shiver ran through him, Ling Mo shifted his attention away from her.
This woman could never have imagined that the Zombie in the cage would suddenly turn into someone else. Right now, she was meticulously observing something under a microscope.
Whatever she was examining, it definitely wasnât anything pleasantâ¦
The floor was quite clean, which made sense since humans always kept their distance from Zombie blood.
But the area beneath the cage was a different story. Ling Mo even noticed a man-made trough in front of the cage, filled with old blood residue.
âIt seems like this place has been in use for quite some time. When did they start these experiments?â
This room didnât feel like an experimental lab but rather a testing ground. Ling Mo spotted several instruments on a table behind the woman. They looked like blood testing equipment, but he couldnât be sure.
âShe doesnât seem like a superhuman. Could she be a doctor?â Ling Mo pondered, his gaze already shifting to a nearby table.
On it was a tray holding a stack of reportsâ¦