Qin Zhen couldn't knock it down like this, Lu Yan thought about it for a while, and decided to use electric heat generation to melt the ice.

Just about to make a move, Mu Tang's voice came from behind him:

"It can't be like that."

Lu Yan stopped, and everyone in the room turned to look.

The mud clawed off the last layer of ice that sealed the door, and a pawl of light rushed into the room.

Mu Tang carried the light on her back and walked in step by step with mud, making it impossible to see the look on her face.

It wasn't until they got closer that everyone could see her face.

The expression on Mu Tang's face at this time can be called bland, without any mood fluctuations. She half-lowered her eyes, and her gaze fell on Yan Mingxu's face under the ice.

Qin Zhen stared at her quietly for a moment, then looked away dejectedly.

He couldn't see what Mu Tang was thinking.

Mu Tang half-squatted down, raised his hand to stroke the ice that was cold to the bone marrow, and said in a flat tone:

"Just break the ice so casually, he will be able to detect it immediately, and he will come over soon."

Who this "he" is directly, everyone knows in their hearts.

As long as Qi Su's ice was destroyed, he could feel it.

And you can't use the mental partition, the partition is equivalent to cutting off his connection with these ice cubes, maybe Qi Su won't take it to heart at first, but when he wants to appreciate his "masterpiece" again on a whim, he will notice it immediately.

No one present could kill Qi Su in an instant, and too much movement in the battle would inevitably attract a giant worm who held a grudge against them, and it might be the whole army wiped out at that time.

"What then?" A soldier next to him finally couldn't help but ask:

"Are we going to leave Xiao Yan here?"

As soon as these words came out, all the fighters present were interviewed wrong.

Remain.

These two simple words mean that the comrades-in-arms can never go home again.

Many of their comrades-in-arms "stayed", and instead of them, they went back with name tags torn from their clothes, or red flag symbols with blood on their chests.

And Xiao Yan is just one of the thousands of comrades-in-arms who "stayed".

Fate once again played tricks on Qin Zhen and gave him a difficult choice question.

In the end, let Xiao Yan "stay", or insist on taking Xiao Yan "home" regardless of his comrades and tasks.

The chosen knife was once again on Qin Zhen's neck, and the eyes of everyone in the room fell on him.

Qin Zhen didn't say anything, just sat on the ground, leaning against the wall, avoiding everyone with silence, and all everyone could see was the green tendons on his forehead.

His low-hanging hand clenched into a fist, his joints clenched white, his nails ripped through his palms, and tiny streaks of blood flowed down his fingers.

How can Xiao Yan be left here, his mother is still waiting for him to come home in the base, and before he came, he was still telling himself that he should talk to his brother well and be a good brother.

How could he be left alone in the ice shell and alone in this human prison?

"There's another way."

At this moment, Mu Tang spoke up, Qin Zhen raised his head violently, and looked at her urgently:

"What's the solution?"

Mu Tang bit his lip and said hesitantly:

"In the end, he is only mentally connected to these ice cubes, and he can only receive what the ice cubes feed back to him, so we can cheat."

“…… What do you mean? Qin Zhen still didn't understand.

Lu Yan understood, and said hesitantly:

"You mean, imitate the spiritual connection left by this zombie in the ice, replace the original spiritual connection, and then give him the illusion that the ice has not been destroyed?"

Mu Tang nodded lightly.

A soldier pulled the corners of his mouth with difficulty, and said astringently:

"It's just ...... Like a science fiction movie, can it be done? ”

Another warrior patted him on the shoulder, and said bitterly:

"Isn't the world we live in now like a fucking sci-fi movie? If you had told you that there would be zombies running around the earth soon, would you believe it? ”

The warrior smiled wryly and shook his head.

So Lu Yan turned his head and asked Mu Tang:

"Can you do it?"

Mu Tang shook his head:

"I'm not sure."

To be honest, she still doesn't know much about her abilities, and she doesn't even know as much as Qi Su.

The spiritual link left by Qi Su is completely different from hers, even the bands are different, and it is not easy to copy them.

"Anyway...... Try it first. Lu Yan patted her shoulder comfortingly.

Qin Zhen on the side also looked at her expectantly.

Mu Tang bit his lip, squatted down, and raised his hand to attach the ice shell.

The replacement of spiritual power must be instantaneous, otherwise it will also arouse Qi Su's suspicions.

The spiritual power left behind by Qi Su was small and messy, covering almost every inch of ice in this room.

Mu Tang knew that this was definitely not because of any carefulness.

It is the bad taste left by Qi Su who wants to appreciate his perfect works, and the feedback of these spiritual links allows him to enjoy the exquisite works he left behind without dead ends.

Mu Tang could only calm down and capture every spiritual chain he left behind, and then copy them one by one.

The people in the room could only withstand the cold and began to wait for a long time.

About forty minutes later, Mu Tang suddenly called:

"Mud!!"

Mud immediately stood up, directly clawed, and smashed the ice crystal in the upper right corner!!

Then with Mu Tang's command, the mud smashed the ice cubes one by one.

Qin Zhen wanted to step forward to help, but was stopped by Lu Yan:

"Mu Tang and Mud have a very high degree of tacit understanding, and if you can cooperate with her, don't go up to make trouble for the time being."

It wasn't until the mud smashed most of the ice cubes that Mu Tang turned his head and motioned to Lu Yan to melt the remaining ice on Yan Mingxu's body one by one according to her command.

As the last piece of ice melted, Mu Tang completed the last bit of spiritual power replacement.

A few kilometers away, Qi Su sat on a high elevated tower, turned his head to look at the Eastern Experimental Station with some feeling, and then suspiciously perceived the "perfect artwork" he left there.

It wasn't until he confirmed that there was no difference from usual that he retracted his gaze indifferently, looked up at the sky full of stars, and replied to the person opposite the silver moon earrings indifferently:

"Li Si didn't tell me that there is such a big bug in this base, he wants to kill me, I can't complete this job!"

The winter night on the other side held back his anger, and even his voice had a hint of depression:

"Qi Su, it's not like you don't have to do it if you don't do it, let me tell you, when you come back this time, Li Si should already be waiting for you in the laboratory, you'd better think clearly."

"I thought very clearly, I can't do it." Qi Su said disapprenously:

"It's just a fish that slipped through the net, it doesn't seem to know anything, what's the difference between being alive and dead, why did Li Si have to kill her?"

"Li Si wants the document bag in her hand!!" The person on the other side grabbed the voice, and the volume rose sharply.

Qi Su yawned and shook his legs:

"Then I don't even know, I didn't see any document bags from beginning to end, you let him come and find it himself!"

"Qi Su !!"

The winter night couldn't bear it anymore, and said sharply:

"Don't think about fooling around anymore, if you can't get the documents, Li Si will focus all on searching for Mu Tang at that time, do you think you can hide it from him, or can I hide it from him?"

Qi Su's originally indifferent expression paused, and a trace of coldness crossed his eyes:

"I've never heard Li Si mention her, is she so important to Li Si?"

The winter night was too lazy to say more to him:

"All in all, if you don't complete the task, your little friend will become a puppet driven by Li Si in the future, just like you, or a tool for experimentation. Oh no, if nothing goes wrong, she can feel the pain, do you want her to taste the incinerator like you? ”

After saying this, the winter night cut off the connection.

Qi Su sat alone on the tower, letting the cool breeze blow his hair up, but he didn't feel any coldness, quietly looked up at the stars in the sky, and no longer had the bright beauty just now.

I don't know how long it took before he sneered:

"Well, who cares?"

He stared at the bright moon, the turbulent undercurrent crossed his eyes, and the hand on his knee clenched slightly.

On the other side, the contact was cut off on the winter night, and a dry and hoarse voice came from behind him:

"What incinerator?"

Hearing this voice, Wai Dongye's heart tightened, and he subconsciously stood up violently and looked behind him:

I don't know when a man stood in the gloomy laboratory, and with it came a strong rancid smell.

The winter night forcibly suppressed the urge to frown, and his voice unconsciously carried a trace of nervousness:

"You're back? …… How's the experiment going, did you get the results you wanted? ”

The man slowly lifted his feet and walked out of the shadows, and the light of the equipment in the laboratory finally hit him.

What is this like?

I saw that this person was wearing an unrecognizable research gown on the outside, carrying a box in his hand, and his whole body was covered with bandages, but there was still a brown liquid constantly seeping out of the bandage, and then slowly dripping to the ground as he walked.

Even his face was bandaged, but one eye was exposed.

It wasn't really an eye, it was a shriveled eyeball, and a blood vessel, about two millimeters thick, crawled horizontally through his eyeball.

His pupils could still faintly discern the original tan color, and yellow sticky pus kept oozing out of his eye sockets, which were then absorbed by the bandages on his face, leaving a yellow mark.

As he got closer, the rancid smell grew stronger, and as if sensing the tension of the winter night, the man stiffened the corners of his mouth, and then his lips were torn, and yellow pus also flowed out:

"Am I scary?"

Bright Winter Night shook his head, then thought of something, casually took off the pad towel on the lab bed, and covered it on the mirror beside him.

The man watched his movements, his chest vibrating, and he let out a rough laugh:

"You're really getting more and more considerate."

Winternight shook her head silently.

The man casually put the box in his hand on the counter, and as he opened the box, he asked:

"So, let's go back to the question we just asked, what incinerator?"

Bright Winter Night took a deep breath, knowing that he couldn't cover it up, so he had to whisper:

"I'm talking to Qi Su."

"Oh......" The man casually took out a cryogenic test tube in the box and shook it lightly twice, and his voice sounded very pleasant:

"It seems that our classmate Qi has some wonderful ideas again, and he doesn't listen to adults......"

Winternight frowned and looked at the test tube in his hand, which was floating up and down as the man swayed, and it was a white-colored brain fragment.

"He'll get the job done, it's just going to take time."

The man stopped, turned his head and glanced at the winter night with a smile:

"This is the first time you've packed a ticket for him, and the last time he gave you a satisfactory answer, can you still carry another penalty for him?"

Winternight didn't answer, and the man didn't mind, turning his head and continuing to fiddle with the test tubes in the box:

"Time is such a wonderful thing, in just a few months, I can make my excellent deputy become that child's nanny, what a pity, I originally thought you were the most similar to me, but I didn't expect you to fight against me twice in a row because of others?"

The winter night took a step back, the hand behind his back turned white, and he still didn't say a word.

The man put the test tube back in the box, and suddenly took a step closer to the winter night, and his originally relaxed tone was suddenly full of viciousness, and asked word by word:

"So, let me guess, how long will it be before you'll let people go again?"

"Not anymore! I won't do that again!! The winter night said loudly.

The man's corrupt eyes were fixed on the pale young man in the white coat.

His gaze was like a boulder, pressing the back of the winter night, pressing him into a cold sweat and full of fear.

Time seemed to have passed half a century, Li Si snorted coldly, retracted his gaze, turned around and continued to fiddle with the box:

"Even if you dare to do that, I won't give you another chance."