High energy behind the door [unlimited]

Leng Mo carried the rooster and entered the door with a frosty face.

Seeing that he changed his clothes and acted very swiftly, Jian Geng guessed that he should also go to treat an injury.As for the rooster and the big rucksack...

For a moment, Jian Geng couldn't figure out where he got it from.

Leng Modao dropped the two roosters and put down the rucksack.Jane watched as he opened the rucksack, and there were two sets of tents inside.Leng Mo took out a set and threw it to Jian Jia: "Okay, let's go out tonight."

Jian Geng touched the tent, the quality was very good, he looked at Leng Mo with shock on his face: "Wow, brother, I didn't expect you to save money so much. But we don't need to sleep outdoors, I have a suite here. We can stay at my house."

Leng Mo tidied up his tent without raising his head: "No, we live outside."

Jian Geng was silent for a moment, scratched his head and said, "Why? Brother, do you want to go camping?"

Leng Mo tidied up the tent and brought the two chickens over: "I'm going to find a door, you come with me."

Listen, what are these words?Looking for a "door"?

Jian Geng really wanted to crack open Leng Mo's head to see if there was an ocean inside.

"Brother, Leng Mo." Jian Jia felt that it was necessary to have a good talk with him: "Although I don't quite understand the mentality of your prop party, I respect the choice of the prop party. But...you see, we are now Temporarily bound, right? In fact, the time is not long, just three months. We can open a little less dangerous door, and you can treat yourself as a vacation for these three months, what do you think?"

Leng Mo didn't speak immediately, he looked at Jian Geng's face, and thought of the elder's pensive expression when he went back to the organization's contact point to report.Although the elder later said that it might just be an out-of-country prophet who missed statistics, Leng Mo still kept his mind.After all, the elder only showed a strange expression after hearing Jian Geng's name.

Seeing that Leng Mo didn't speak, Jian Geng said a series of persuasive words like a machine gun. Leng Mo waited for him to finish speaking, and then gave Jian Geng a word: "No."

Jian Geng curled her lips, and under Leng Mo's urging gaze, she tidied up her things.

"Then what about the food and daily necessities I just bought? Or should we go to my house first?" Jian Jia pointed to the big and small bags she brought back.

Leng Mo glanced at it, raised his hand and pressed on room service: "I'll give you storage service."

Jian Jia: "...you are ruthless."

Both of them packed up, Leng Mo stuffed one chicken into his pocket and hung it around his waist, and handed the other to Jian Geng.

Jian Geng hugged the rooster, and stared at it wide-eyed: "You should tell me whether these two chickens are for food. If you say you go out to find the door, you can find the door. Why do you need to bring two live chickens?" ?”

"It's a prop." Leng Mo swiped his spirit watch and checked out of the room, and walked out first.

Jane's expression froze for a moment.Yes, it is true that living creature props cannot be stored in the spiritual table and carrier, but this type of props is also extremely rare.Except for the rare Sequences that rely on living props for food—such as the animal trainer of Sequence 63, even if other survivors get living props, they basically sell them.Because this thing is really not easy to carry.And not all worlds inside the "door" are applicable.

Jian Geng had no idea what Leng Mo was doing when he came back with the two cock props.Isn't this guy a scam?Jian Geng was thinking whether to tell Leng Mo that the precognitive sequence could only roughly determine the level of this "door", but he definitely couldn't see the type of the world inside the "door".

When he was thinking about it, Leng Mo had already walked out for a while.Jian Geng followed him slowly, thinking: Forget it, don't tell him.It is better to do it directly than to reason with this kind of activist.He will have to search for a while to find the door, but it's much easier for me to push down the lower level door casually.At worst, just push the door first.Jian Geng thought beautifully, and completely forgot that in the parking lot before, it was two people rushing to push the door, and she lost the matter.

Leng Mo had no idea that Jian Geng had labeled him as "deceived".He got the approximate address of the "door" in the organization. That "door" is very tricky and belongs to the nightmare level. Two teams of peripheral members and a team of core members have been lost in it. Among them, the core members of the team are not all. One of them died, and the other one escaped.The one who escaped used the forced escape tool, and is now in the next "door" due to side effects.

It was also in the few seconds after the forced escape, the person in charge of the organization learned a few key words from that member.

Religion, demons.

The scope is a bit wide, but at least we know that it is a magical world inside the "gate".The organization tried their best to collect this kind of props, but because this type is very rare, it is not easy to find, so they made up three pieces together.One of them is two big cocks that look very tasteless.

There are also "use the remaining half bottle of holy water" and "one page of Buddhist scriptures".It doesn't look as easy to use as Leng Mo's dagger.

The two were walking on the road. Seeing that this direction was heading out of the city, Jian Geng muttered, "No wonder you need to bring a tent."

Leng Mo took big strides, carrying the tent on his back as if he had no weight on his back, he was still out of breath and heartbeat after walking for more than ten minutes.Jian Geng couldn't do it anymore, and wished he could throw away the tent.The prop rooster was still nesting on his tent, Jian Geng wished he could change places with the rooster.

"Leng Mo." Panting for breath, he called out, "Huhu, can you rest for a while?"

Leng Mo glanced back at him, frowned, but then thought that all the predictive sequences were like this, so he slowed down his pace.

Seeing that he was still walking, Jian Jian quit: "It's midnight, why don't you take a taxi if you want to go out of town?"

Leng Mo stopped, as if thinking about Jian Geng's proposal.

After someone forcibly leaves, the position of the "door" will change.The organization has no members of the predictive sequence at this contact point, so it can only circle a range based on past experience.Leng Mo, as the only night watchman acting alone in the organization, is equipped with induction props. These props are not as accurate and easy to use as predictive sequences, but they can give him a slight hint.

Leng Mo brought the tent because he wanted to have a rest while searching for these few days.He has been acting alone for a long time, completely forgetting that there is a prophet by his side.But... Leng Mo closed his eyes, Jian Geng looked like he didn't want to enter the "door", so he decided to leave.Induction props are almost useless if they are not close to the "door".If he takes a taxi, he can't tell which "door" is more dangerous.

"You can rest here, if you promise not to push the door indiscriminately." Leng Mo said indifferently: "I will look for the door alone. Anyway, we are bound for the time being. After I push the door, you will also enter at the same time."

Jian Geng's mind turned quickly, he could make this guarantee with Leng Mo, but in this way he would not be able to see when Leng Mo found the "door". What level of door are you looking for, I will find it for you."

Leng Mo glanced at Jian Geng, with a bit of surprise in his eyes, Jian Geng didn't look like...the person who was so proactive and wanted to find the "door".

Jian Zhi: "Are you worried that I'm cheating? I've thought about it. A boss like you with a strong ability to survive won't die so easily. As for me, I won't die so easily. Therefore, the few people who partnered with you months, I can barely accept opening the door according to your needs. But it’s agreed, I will share half of the props.”

What he said was very sincere, and he looked at Leng Mo with a pair of black and white eyes, which made people feel no doubt.

Leng Mo then named his target "door".

Jian Geng's smile froze on his face: "I didn't hear clearly, can you say something else?"

Leng Mo really said it again: "Nightmare class."

Hundreds of words "dismantle the gang" popped up in Jian Geng's mind, but, what a way, Yuelao's red line, it can't dismantle the gang.Jian Geng began to regret why she wanted to tie the guy in front of her at that time.

Maybe it was because the expression on his face was too ferocious, Leng Mo turned his head and said: "You rest, I'll look for it."

Take a rest.

Jian Geng forced a smile: "It's okay, I'll adjust my mentality and it will be fine soon."

Leng Mo waited for him to adjust his mentality, and watched him enter the talent of the prophet sequence.

A few seconds later, Jian Yan said: "Follow me." He took Leng Mo and walked a short distance outside the city, then turned left and right, and stopped in front of an unpretentious black iron gate.

"That's it." Jian Geng reached out to push, but Leng Mo grabbed his wrist suddenly, with an indifferent expression: "You can think again."

A trace of surprise flashed across Jian Geng's face, and he quickly adjusted: "You have to believe in a prophet. I, a true prophecy."

Leng Mo's grip on his wrist increased, pulling him away from the "door".He took out a stone from his pocket and flashed it in front of Jian Jia. Jian Jia's pupils shrank slightly and her lips tightened.

He didn't expect Leng Mo to have sensory props.

The pain from his wrist stimulated Jian Geng, but he stiffened his neck but remained silent.When Leng Mo caught a glimpse of the fine beads of sweat on his forehead, realized the strength of his hand, and let go of his hand, Jian Geng's wrist was already blushing.

Leng Mo paused, and said in a deep voice, "I know you don't want to come in, but I have important things to do. As long as you don't hold back, I will try my best to ensure your safety."

Jian Geng looked at Leng Mo expressionlessly. The latter took out a bottle of spray from the medical bag, grabbed Jian Geng's hand and sprayed him with the spray, then wrapped it with a bandage and tied it neatly.

He eased his tone slightly: "It is you who took the initiative to use the props, and you should have thought of all the bad consequences before using them."

Jian Geng knew that he was right, but he still resisted the high-level "gate".

"Let's go." Leng Mo didn't say anything more, turned around and walked out.

"I'm sorry." Jian Jia's voice suddenly came from behind, the voice was very soft, after a pause, he immediately continued: "But I really hate coming in."