Chapter 206 You Lost

From Feng Ling's perspective, he could see the man in the wheelchair saying something to the poisonous insect master, but he could not hear their conversation.

After determining the location of the apartment, she called Han Xu and asked the truck driver to take her to the apartment where the alien was, and then continue tracking -

After the conversation between the aliens, the Guin Master left the apartment, leaving the man in the wheelchair alone.

Feng Ling was just about to follow the red mist away when the man in the wheelchair suddenly looked up and looked at her!

Feng Ling was suddenly startled.

Is it an illusion?

Why do I feel seen?
The middle-aged man's mouth corners were slightly raised, with a mocking look on his face, as he stared at what she was looking at.

Feng Ling immediately realized that this was not an illusion.

The other party could indeed see her, looking straight at her from several kilometers away, through the jungle made of steel and soil!
Eye of Horus.

Feng Ling's heart was pounding.

This middle-aged man must possess the Eye of Horus, which is why he was able to detect her peeping. So... as long as she kills this man, she can get the Eye of Horus!
The man's mouth opened and closed as if he was talking to her.

Feng Ling couldn't hear anything, he only knew that they were three words.

She was full of doubts. She didn't understand why the man didn't leave if he knew his position had been exposed. And what was his purpose in talking to her? Was he trying to be mysterious? Or was he trying to buy time?
She thought for a moment, and although she was reluctant to leave this man, she finally followed the guidance of the red mist and left the apartment to continue tracking the poisonous insect master.

At the same time, he called Han Xu and handed the task of tracking the alien species over to him. He was responsible for the public security of this city, and he believed that he could handle this small matter.

Feng Ling said on the phone: "The location has changed. It was at Wanjia Apartment just now. Now it is across the road from the apartment and on a street. I don't know the name of the street, but I can see an ATM bank machine on the street and a pharmacy next to it."

Han Xu asked his subordinates to search for ATM machines and pharmacies near Wanjia Apartment, and through comparison, they quickly determined the street name.

"It will take five minutes for the nearest patrol team to arrive. Is the alien acting alone now?" Han Xu asked on the phone.

"Yes, there is only one of it, and it has no means of transportation. It probably can't go very far in 5 minutes. But its card is a poisonous insect master, which can manipulate the wireworms to control any living thing, so your people had better attack from a distance and keep a safe distance." Feng Ling gave some suggestions.

"Understood. I'll notify the patrol team." Han Xu immediately started to make arrangements.

The call ended briefly and efficiently.

……

A few minutes later, the truck arrived downstairs of the apartment building.

Feng Ling got out of the car, asked everyone to stay in the car, and went into the apartment building alone.

According to her memory of tracking, she quickly found the apartment that the alien had entered.

The door was not closed and the light was on in the room.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw a middle-aged man in a wheelchair facing the door. From this angle, it seemed as if he was waiting for her visit.

The man had his eyes closed and his face was dead.

Feng Ling walked over and put his hand on the other person's neck, but there was no pulse.

died.

But no cards were extracted.

Feng Ling sneered. It seemed that the other party knew that he couldn't escape, so he went offline.

That's quite straightforward.

In this physical condition, it is indeed difficult to escape.

But it's also quite strange. The members of the Star Club shouldn't be so poor that they use disabled people as their login accounts, right?

Huangfu Miaomiao once complained to Feng Ling about the problem of the game account -

When a player first registers an account, the first character drawn is free. The character's gender will be the same as the player's and their age will be similar. Other conditions are completely random.

As we all know, among the world's eight billion people, beautiful, tall, healthy and high-quality people are a minority.

In other words, the first character a player draws is likely to be unsatisfactory. For example, Huangfu Miaomiao drew a little girl with cancer.

If she had enough points, of course she could draw a second time, a third time... until she was satisfied, but Huangfu Miaomiao had no points, so she could only log in like this.

From a human perspective, Huangfu Miaomiao is guilty of a heinous crime.

From the player's point of view, Huangfu Miaomiao had a bad start.

As high-level players, how could the members of the Star Club choose an unfavorable start?

Feng Ling thought about this and reached out to lift the blanket from the man's legs.

Under the blanket was the lower body in shorts. Both legs were covered with scars and oval bloodstains, and the sores were sunken, as if someone had dug out the flesh there.

Feng Ling looked at it for a moment, as if she understood something. She threw away the blanket, rolled up the man's sleeves, and sure enough, she found a similar oval-shaped wound.

There is obviously not as much flesh on the arms as on the legs, so there are fewer sores, but they still look hideous.

She simply unbuttoned her shirt, exposing her entire chest. Her upper body was also full of holes and pits, with not a single piece of good meat.

Feng Ling thought about it, took out a string of eyes he had collected, took one out, and tried to put it into the place where the flesh had been dug out of the corpse.

The size and shape are just right.

Feng Ling knew that the more incredible the ability, the greater the price to pay.

For example, Su Yuqing's clone is extremely powerful, but it can also cause him to be extremely weak.

And this middle-aged man in front of him probably needs to dig out a piece of fresh flesh and blood from his body every time he uses his ability. As long as he places the flesh and blood between someone's collarbone, an eye that is connected to the man's consciousness will grow out.

This was the price necessary to create the Eye of Horus.

Feng Ling couldn't help but sigh in his heart: This card should belong to me, to the mother nest, because no matter how much flesh is dug out of me, I will not die.

Unfortunately, the other party is offline.

The cell phone vibrated on his body, and Feng Ling answered the call with a slightly depressed mood.

Huangfu Miaomiao asked her on the phone: "What's the situation up there?"

"Nothing." Feng Ling sighed, "This guy went offline with my card."

"Oh... I'm glad you didn't encounter any danger. We were all very worried when you didn't come down."

"Got it, I'll come down now."

Feng Ling hung up the phone and turned to leave when she saw a piece of paper with words written on it on the ground. She picked it up and left the apartment.

She returned to the truck, and as soon as Xu Yiming saw her, he couldn't wait to express his concern: "I saw that you didn't make any noise after going upstairs, so I couldn't help but ask Miaomiao to call and ask, did it delay your work?"

Feng Ling is his backbone now, and he feels anxious if he can't see him for a minute.

"It's okay." Feng Ling casually put the paper he had just picked up aside.

Huangfu Miaomiao came over when she saw it and asked, "What is this?"

She picked up the paper Feng Ling didn't want and read out the words written on it carefully: "You... lost... Eh? Who wrote this?"

Feng Ling's mouth curved, "The offline alien upstairs wrote this. It probably figured out that I wanted to snatch the card, but I didn't get it, so it taunted me for losing."

Huangfu Miaomiao's eyes widened, "How dare he mock you?!"

"It's not really a mockery," Feng Ling smiled. "To be precise, this should be called the method of spiritual victory."

Even though he was forced to go offline, he still insisted on being stubborn.

It would be great if we could catch one alive, maybe we could torture him.

Feng Ling called Han Xu and asked, "Have you caught him?"

Okay, it’s only 2 o’clock, I can go to bed early today!