Chapter 392: The Way Home (7)
Maori didn't speak quickly, and the rules were clear, so everyone could understand what he meant.
To be honest, it is difficult to imagine that a dead body plays a living person and hides in the hunter's team, if this kind of thing is really feasible, then the current human group, has it been mixed with the dead body, how many have they been mixed in, and how long have they been mixed......
But fortunately, according to Maori's speculation, if you want to disguise yourself as a living person, you must not simply put on a layer of human skin, and the manipulation of the corpse must reach an extremely precise and subtle level.
Controlling the contraction and relaxation of the heart for 24 hours and rhythm, it is like making people 24 hours a few seconds, which sounds very easy, but there are very few people who can persevere.
"Earlobes!"
When No. 71 heard this, he no longer hesitated, and directly threw out a simple order.
At this second, everyone did not hesitate, the blade silently slashed through the skin of several people, and a drop of blood fell from the root of everyone's ears.
Everyone looked at each other cautiously, and it was not difficult to imagine that if there was no blood oozing from one person's earlobe at this time, then in the next moment, he might be directly broken by the rest of the people and disemboweled.
There is no room for mitigation in the hunter's killing intent towards the dead body.
But I don't know if it's lucky or unlucky, this kind of scene didn't appear after all, and fresh blood flowed out of everyone's earlobes.
...... in the team All are living people.
Number 71 seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. He looked at Maori. smiled lightly: "Heh, it seems that the purity of our team is still guaranteed." β
Maori looked at everyone's blood-dripping earlobes and pondered: "Well, it seems that according to my theory, there are indeed living people here." However, this does not bode well. Because if a living person willingly takes refuge in the camp of the dead, then the reason behind him must be even more intriguing. β
"Alright." At this time, the stocky man suddenly interrupted Maori's chatter, and said, "I don't want to explore the reason behind it now, I just want to return to the human settlement safely." So, if there are no dead bodies among us, then how can we tell who is the mole? β
Maori shook his head: "It's impossible to tell now, but as long as we are careful, the spy will always show his feet, and the most important thing is ...... Even if we don't find out who the spy is, it won't delay our next trip. β
The old man frowned when he heard this, what do you mean...... Shall we continue on our way now?
Maori nodded, and said that we should continue on our way, but there were a few requirements.
As he spoke, he stretched out three fingers, and then dropped the first finger: "The first one is the most common way for everyone to spy on each other, I think there should be no doubt about this, right?" β
Immediately afterward, he dropped his second finger and continued: "From now on, all our plans or important things cannot be dictated except for ordinary communication. We need to write down our thoughts on paper, and fold them up to convey information to each other in a way that only we can see. Because as I said before, our spies may not be simple human beings. If it's a bug or a bird or something like that, they can't understand human language, but they can act as a medium for the controller, with the help of which they can hear our voice or see the text of the message we transmit. Then all our plans are like lying in the ear of the controller. β
Immediately after that, Maori put the last finger down: "The last point, the most important point." From now on, no one is allowed to act alone, whether it is to probe the road ahead, go back to clean up the whereabouts of the people who came, or even and pee, they must be in pairs. β
To be honest, these requirements are a bit harsh, but. But not a single one of those present objected. It's a special time, and this way of rushing may slow them down. But it was safer after all, and they only needed to survive a day or two before they would be at the human settlement, and at that point, they would no longer be afraid of trackers.
In this way, Maori and others took advantage of the hazy light and continued to embark on the journey.
At this point, Mao Li and Lu Yuan have finally seen how powerful the [Hunters] group is.
The speed of action is extremely fast and quiet, and even the short and stout brother who looks good at the front can move forward at a very fast speed without a sound.
They walked on a mountain road, and it could even be said that there was no road at all, just jumping among the trees, rocks and mud, ghostly figures and dark robes, Lu Yuan even felt that if he didn't pay attention to one of them, he would completely lose their whereabouts.
Fortunately, Lu Yuan's physical fitness is good, as for Maoli...... He still uses the body of Brother Xiaoxia, so he can barely keep up.
At this point, some people may ask, why is Mao still using Brother Xiaoxia's body? Doesn't it mean that the Ark game pod is bound according to thinking? After Lu Yuan occupied his body back then, didn't he use a new number to enter the game?
It is true that the Ark is mind-bound, but its detection of the player's mind is only carried out when the player is lying in the Ark's game warehouse.
Back then, after Lu Yuan left the game warehouse, he saw the real world, and then lay back in the game warehouse to create a new account.
But Maori is different, he has never left the Ark game since he changed his soul with Brother Xiaoxia, it has only retreated from the copy to his personal space, so he has never experienced the detection of the Ark from beginning to end.
This also leads to the fact that he does not have a new account, and he is still using the game data of Brother Xiaoxia.
And MΔori wasn't prepared to see the so-called real world. For him, all of this is just helping a friend. It's just a busy job, and his world must still be in that quiet little second-floor detective agency.
And it is also good for Brother Xiaoxia to do this, that is, after waiting for the incident, he will not find out that his number is lost, or he has to be deleted and re-practiced, he can still continue to use this number, and there is even someone who helps him play several copies.
emmmβ¦β¦ Thinking about it this way, Maori seems to have been a substitute for Brother Xiaoxia for a few days.
Without further ado, gradually, the sun rose, and the sunlight illuminated the figures of the people shuttling through the mountains and forests clearly.
Based on such a long period of pursuit and evasion, hunters have a hunch that the next wave of dead body attacks is about to begin.