Chapter 180
Lu Jiamu squatted in the corner, looking at the diary and showing superb fighting skills.
They really did as the diary said, moving in groups of three.
After watching his performance on the ground, the three soldiers chased him to the fork in the road without any guard at all, and they didn't even notice that he had companions.
The two people walking behind were ambushed by Yu Leng and Diary. Each of them controlled one person, and then Diary broke their necks cleanly and quickly, causing them to die.
The last soldier hadn't noticed what was happening behind him yet and was still trying to attack him. Lu Jiamu squatted and didn't move, and he turned himself into a virtual being so that he missed. He looked at him coldly with a look of disbelief and fear on his face, and was soon controlled and killed by the diary.
After the necks of these three people were twisted, it seemed as if their souls had not yet realized that they were dead. As soon as their bodies fell down, their soul-like shadows stumbled up from the spot.
Their clothes and belongings were the same as when they were alive, but they seemed to have lost some of their rationality. They had no reaction to the fact that their own bodies were lying at their feet, or they were not aware at all.
The three ghosts all had malicious intentions on their faces, and their eyes flickered around Lu Jiamu and Yu Leng. But they just stood there obediently, without any intention of attacking.
It looks unusually docile, as if it were restrained by some conditions.
Diary looked back at them, and the three ghosts smiled slyly, took out the walkie-talkie, and began to contact the other team members who were still on the ground in an intermittent tone.
The first group of soldiers were killed silently, with almost no strange sounds coming into the intercom. As a result, the three people in the second group did not suspect anything after receiving the news from their companions, and they went down the cave without any precautions.
As soon as the three living people came down, they instantly attracted the attention of the three ghosts. This time, they no longer had the docile feeling as if they were restrained by something, and ran towards the living people like three mad dogs, and soon turned the second group of members into the same existence as them.
Death is like a plague, spreading visibly fast.
They abandoned the fallen bodies and, with their remaining consciousness, stutteredly reorganized into a formation, stumbling over. The leading ghost even raised his hand to salute.
All six ghosts showed a satisfied and flattering smile on their faces, looking at the diary, as if they were ready to go.
Lu Jiamu could even see some uncontrollable servile expressions on the six ghost faces.
Diary folded his arms and looked at them leisurely, seeming quite satisfied.
Lu Jiamu noticed that there seemed to be some kind of subordinate relationship between them.
And I always feel that although they don't speak at all, they seem to be communicating in some kind of subtle way.
Lu Jiamu asked: "Do they all listen to you?"
"Ah?" Diary turned around and faced Lu Jiamu, asking curiously, "Of course you listen to me. Don't you remember what my ability is? Controlling a few ghosts is easy for me."
But judging from the interaction between the diary and the six ghosts it created, it seems that it is not as simple as simple mind control. It seems that they have changed their camps and naturally regard it as a leader.
From what Lu Jiamu had learned, he only knew that ghosts were incomprehensible products of chaos, and knew very little about whether there were social relationships between ghosts.
The diary was quite cocky and seemed to enjoy showing off his abilities, so he let the six new ghosts show off their skills.
After reading the diary for a while, he came over and asked Lu Jiamu with a smile: "How is it, am I right? Sometimes, you treat them as human beings, but they don't treat you as human beings. They are not the same as you."
Lu Jiamu walked around on the ground and truly felt the overwhelming malice from this world.
No matter what Lu Jiamu thought of them, they definitely did not regard Lu Jiamu as one of their own kind. This cruelty was more terrifying than any other world.
However, Lu Jiamu's mentality would not be shaken by this malice. After all, in a chaotic and disordered world, how could the people who survived in the end be good people? This was something he had expected when he first came to this world.
It’s not that people’s hearts are evil, it’s just that bad people have the best luck.
The diary also said: "The only true people are your friends who will always support you. Don't treat everyone as a human being."
At this time, the walkie-talkies on the soldiers rang, and the curses of the last soldier left on the ground were heard.
The six ghosts immediately moved and ran out lightly.
"What a self-righteous thing, he actually dared to treat us as prey. In fact, he himself is just a toy in my hands. He just behaved the most fiercely, so let him die later, so that the fear will be deeper." The diary sneered disdainfully, "Do you have any interesting suggestions for his death process?"
Lu Jiamu had no interest in its retaliatory behavior and just said, "Don't make things complicated."
"Okay, I'll listen to you." Diary turned around and walked out honestly, "Let's go."
When they went out, they saw six ghosts playing with a corpse. They stopped and stood still when they saw them coming out.
The jeep also opened its door at this time, and a faded officer walked out of it. Lu Jiamu recognized that it was the driver who chased and ran over him when he was alive.
It didn't seem to notice that its body was lying on the ground not far away. It stood at attention, saluted with a flattering face, and then waved to the six ghosts.
The six ghosts were just playing with and destroying its corpse, and now they didn't feel the slightest bit embarrassed when they saw it in person.
Seeing it waving, they worked together to throw its body into the hole, then obediently ran over and got on the car, standing in an orderly row, forming a convoy again, and instantly turning the jeep into a hearse.
Diary took Lu Jiamu and Yu Leng into the car and sat in the corner. The faded ghost officer didn't say much nonsense and immediately started drifting the hearse.
They all seemed to have retained their previous habits. Except for their slightly odd expressions, they were almost indistinguishable from living people at first glance. A ghost car quietly drove to the last gathering point for the selected survivors.
Because the speed was so fast, I couldn't see any clues from the afterimages of other convoys that occasionally whizzed past in the distance.
The sudden appearance of this ghost with superb camouflage and a certain degree of intelligence behind the human base has always been their greatest fear in the past. They didn't expect that they would have to rely on this now.
This somehow hit the diary's funny spot, and the diary began to make a strange giggle, covering its cover like a person covering his face with both hands. After a while, it suddenly asked Lu Jiamu: "If I'm accidentally observed like this, it will be a bit bad. Do you have any good ideas?"
Lu Jiamu glanced at it.
It was a bit hard to say that this person looked normal, as his abnormality was most obvious on his face. As he came into contact with living people, his abnormality would soon become a huge obstacle.
How to let it sneak into the Black Tower while causing limited disturbance should be one of their requests given Diary's submissive attitude so far.
In the past, it was just a diary that they could carry with them to various occasions simply by putting it in their pocket. But now that it has grown into such a big person, it is no longer possible. It is really troublesome.
Lu Jiamu asked: "Then tell me the truth first, can you get down from this head now?"
The diary asked back: "Can you promise that after I leave this body, no matter what happens, you will not abandon me, and fulfill your promise to relocate me to a new body after successfully entering the Black Tower?"
That was impossible. It had already shown its amazing potential. As long as it dared to come down, Lu Jiamu would definitely put it in a safe place and not give it the chance to escape next time.
But Lu Jiamu said verbally: "Of course I can guarantee it."
The diary fumbled with the cover, and even slightly lifted the pages that were not yet glued together, as if to let some air in: "Is this true?"
"Indeed, my friend." Lu Jiamu nodded, "But now it is obvious that what I will do is not important. What matters is what you think I will do."
Diary laughed strangely twice, then suddenly shrank into the corner, ending this conversation of fake brotherhood.
With the hearse's thoughtful service, they walked through the ruins as if on flat ground. In less than an hour, they approached the target location. From a distance, they could see an old building that was barely surviving. It was crumbling and its walls were leaky, but it could still be seen that it was probably a large supermarket.
The place was in a great mess, probably because it had been in use for many years. There were a few pieces of old broken glass and rotten wall paint on the ground, and anything else of some value, even the bricks on the wall, had probably been pried away and recycled.
There are indeed people here, quite a few.
The old man said that there were fifteen places for the last batch of passers-by, but a quick glance now showed that there were more than 20 people. The people in the ruined building noticed the hearse, and several survivors who seemed to be on patrol immediately cast their eyes over.
The hearse probably felt that there were too many people and its tendency to bully the weak and fear the strong came into play. When it saw this situation, it immediately turned around and ran away as if nothing had happened, pretending that it was just passing by.
Diary also noticed the situation over there and said quietly, "There are quite a lot of people here. It looks like they themselves haven't figured it out yet. We're here too early."
Although I only took a cursory glance just now, I could roughly see that the people in the venue were divided into camps and entrenched in various corners. They were probably waiting for an opportunity in secret, ready to find the right time to start a dispute and a direct fight.
This is a bit troublesome.
Diary raised her head and looked at the two of them, discussing the current situation: "Let me make it clear in advance, we are still outside the Black Tower. If the Black Tower finds out that there are any abnormal events related to ghosts, they may directly choose to abandon the last fifteen survivors, so we must act low-key enough."
"If there were only fifteen people in the group just now, we could just find an opportunity to lure out three of them and kill them by surprise. But now there are so many people, and we don't know who has the pass. It's possible that we may not get a pass even if we kill several people. And this kind of indiscriminate killing will soon be noticed as abnormal."
Diary paused for a moment, waiting for the two people's reaction, and then said: "Things are a bit troublesome. Maybe we need to find a way to blend in with them first and add fuel to the fire, so that we can see clearly what the situation is."
But during Lu Jiamu's hasty observation, he had noticed that there were only ordinary survivors in and around the building, and no staff. Perhaps they were really early, or perhaps the Black Tower had always turned a blind eye to such disputes.
This absence of staff gave Lu Jiamu a bold idea.
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