Seeing that the walking corpse was about to die in the hands of the empress, Lin Chi hurriedly stepped forward to block the walking corpse:

"Wait a minute!"

"Why, Guardian, are you going to intercede for the despicable walking dead?" Jane frowned and looked at him, "Have you forgotten what those necromancers did to my guards?" Didn't you almost die at their hands then? ”

"I'm not ......" The Walking Corpse struggled, "I'm ...... People ......"

"This isn't a walking corpse resurrected by a necromancer, it's just a local resident, let him go."

Lin Chi didn't blink his eyes and looked at Zhen, and said word by word: "Let go." ”

- In any case, the corpse demon is also his retinue, and this guy's special ability may come in handy in the future. Now, it's not time for him to leave.

"What are you talking about, Guardian?" The empress couldn't understand Lin Chi's behavior at all.

The Empress's personal guards had been slaughtered by the armor resurrected by the Necromantic Scroll, and because of this, she hated anything that had anything to do with necromantic magic, and wanted nothing more than to get rid of them immediately.

"I said let him go." Lin Chi stepped forward and grabbed Zhen's slender wrist roughly.

"Are you going to rebel......" said the Empress through gritted teeth.

As she spoke, Jane raised her free left hand, a sharp light faintly slicing across her palm.

Lin Chi knew that with the empress's superpowers, she could kill herself in an instant. But even so, he did not flinch, just coldly stated the facts:

"If I die, do you think Jane will survive here? The personality that appeared before you can't use abilities. ”

“……”

As soon as these words came out, the movements of Jane's hand also stopped temporarily, and the empress obviously knew very well that she could not have the ownership of this body forever, and if it was controlled by the weaker personality in it, if there was no one to protect it, it might indeed be dangerous.

"I ......"

Jane was about to speak, when Lin Chi suddenly grabbed the seasoning on the table next to her and sprinkled her hand full of choking powder.

Even the empress didn't expect the other party to come to this hand, and was immediately choked to sneeze a few times, and at the same time coughed incessantly, squatting on the ground with her head in her hands, her body twitching slightly.

As Jane began to switch personalities, the corpse demon, who had been keeping her feet off the ground and her body close to the wall, fell heavily on the floor, and the inside of her body began to decompose, and a crisp fracture sound sounded.

"What is he doing? Why do you seem to have forgotten me? The corpse demon stood up with palpitations, and looked down at his broken body: "Thank you for saving me, I'm going to be crushed later......"

"It's okay, I have something to ask you for tonight." Lin Chi patted the corpse demon's shoulder with a "serious speech".

"What's the matter? As long as you can save your life, you will definitely go to the soup and fire in the future, and you will not give up! The corpse demon who used the corpse of the patrol raised his broken right hand and gave a non-standard military salute.

Listening to the other party's contradictory remarks, Lin Chi sighed and asked, "If I provide you with a complete patrol corpse, as well as a full set of clothing and equipment, can you blend into the patrol team tonight and help me find out some information?" ”

Lin Chi knew that it was very troublesome for him to collect information directly, but if he let the corpse demon blend into the patrol, he might be able to solve the mystery of "why the patrol soldiers are not alienated".

"Absolutely, absolutely!" The corpse demon nodded hurriedly, and when he spoke, his tongue was cut off in half, and it fell out of his mouth and landed on the floor: "Where is the fresh corpse?" Now this body can't stand it......"

"There are patrolmen in the basement who have been captured by me, and as long as you can guarantee that you can find information, you can use them as you please." Lin Chi pointed to the staircase leading to the basement beside him.

"Thank you so much, I promise I'll take advantage of it!" The corpse demon laughed happily, dragging his rotting body and striding towards the basement door.

Two seconds later, from the basement, there was a muffled scream.

……

An underground secret facility of the Incineration Agency, hidden beneath a factory warehouse on the outskirts of Khollomansk.

This abandoned industrial area is usually deserted and does not seem to have many patrols, but it has a large number of fighters, who have been hiding in a few seemingly unoccupied apartments nearby, monitoring the factory warehouses 24 hours a day, guarding against any possible intruders.

Even these loyal elite patrolmen, who are only faithfully carrying out orders, do not know what they are protecting.

Visitors here are usually very small, and the number of visitors here can be counted on one hand, except for the soldiers who change shifts. Because of this, they are usually idle and bored to play cards in the apartment, and even start a gambling game every day with "will anyone come over today".

"Do you think there is anyone today? I bet a hundred rubles and no one came. A patrolman leaning to the left of the rusty iron door of the factory warehouse ripped off the sweat-soaked mask on his face, revealing a square face covered in stubble.

"I also bet that no one will come, two hundred rubles." Another patrolman next to him replied.

"If you can't open it at all, can't you bet on another outcome......

"Less nonsense, Lao Tzu is not stupid."

The two soldiers who were guarding the main entrance of the warehouse were engaged in a boring conversation, when they saw a black jeep coming from a dirt road in the distance, expanding their field of vision.

"Anyone really came?" The soldier who wanted to gamble just now widened his eyes in surprise: "It can't be the wrong way, right?" ”

"Can I take someone here now?" Another soldier spoke quickly.

"Get out of the way......" the bearded soldier cursed, watching the jeep stop in front of the main entrance of the warehouse, and a tall figure walked down.

It was a guy dressed in strict compliance with the rules of the incineration mechanism, wrapped tightly in a gray coat, wearing a plush hat and a large mask, revealing only a pair of brown eyes.

"This place is not allowed to enter without permission, please indicate your identity." The soldier routinely asked for the identity of the other party while clenching the handle of the AK-47 in his hand.

Although the other party looked like an ordinary citizen, for some reason, the soldier always felt that this person was a little dangerous, and he was slightly more vigilant.

"I'm Andrechenko. Kanovich. Kronitovsky. The visitor's voice was hoarse, and he took out a document from his pocket and handed it to the soldier to look at.

The bearded soldier opened the document and flipped directly to the blank page at the end, only to see that it was stamped with a red admission certificate stamp. Although he was still a little worried, he could only return the documents to the other party, nodded and said:

"Please come in, Mr. Andrechenko."

After getting permission to enter, the suspicious man walked briskly into the side door of the factory warehouse.