Chapter 181
When you are out causing trouble, the most important thing is never what kind of person you are, but what kind of person others think you are.
As long as the momentum seems strong, no one will care that they are just a group of dwarfs over one meter tall.
Lu Jiamu: "We didn't come early, we came at the right time."
After hearing what he said, Diary looked at him and seemed to think for a while, then crossed her arms: "You mean, you plan to cheat them?"
Lu Jiamu nodded: "That's right, but my momentum alone is not enough, I still need your help."
Diary instantly understood what he meant, and laughed maliciously: "I understand, you want to expand our team, right?"
The hearse had run out of the survivors' sight and stopped in a hidden place.
Diary did not act in a hurry. She just stared at Lu Jiamu without saying a word, as if she was waiting for him to say something first.
Although it did not express anything explicitly, Lu Jiamu had already understood its intentions, and everything was self-evident.
The diary has been helping them not out of kindness, but because it has a common goal with them and hopes to help each other in an equal exchange. If they can't help it at all in the future, it might as well do nothing now.
If there is no help, then no help will be provided. It is waiting for a valuable promise or a clear statement from itself.
Lu Jiamu looked at its inhuman appearance and began to think carefully.
This should be the thing that the diary is most concerned about at the moment. How to explain the reason for its appearance in front of everyone so that it will not be caught by others when it enters the black tower.
It would not agree to be dismantled alone. How could such a big person be hidden together with something? The feasibility was even lower. Not to mention that they had no cargo that could hide people and transport them to the black tower. Even if they did, such a big person could be found quickly by someone else.
It’s really difficult…
So the key to the problem still lies in how to change its facial features.
It is impossible to draw a face for it, and it is also impossible to peel off a face for it to use... Thinking of this, Lu Jiamu had a new idea.
"Field workers like them should carry medical kits with them when they are alive, right?" Lu Jiamu asked, "Perhaps you can find some bandages and wrap your head. With a little decoration, you can blend in with us and disguise yourself as a burn patient."
Upon hearing the suggestion, Diary smiled happily, and the other ghosts immediately began to search diligently and took out the medical boxes they carried.
Diary took out a small roll of bandage from the box and directed a group of ghost soldiers to bandage it.
Although this small roll of bandages couldn't wrap it up like a mummy, it was already effective. As long as it attacked a few more convoys later, it would be able to collect enough bandages.
As for the decoration...
Lu Jiamu glanced at the seven ghosts.
The diary says that as long as the head is wrapped tightly, the only difference between him and a real burned person is a pair of exposed eyes.
Although we can't peel off a face and give it to it, the bodies of the ghosts are still there. It is easy to get back a pair of real eyeballs, which can be concealed by tying them in bandages.
Diary turned her head, probably looking at the officer ghost, and hooked her finger. The officer ghost immediately leaned forward in a very servile manner.
Without saying a word, Diary reached out and grabbed the officer ghost's eyes.
The officer ghost howled but didn't dodge. Diary succeeded instantly, taking out its two ghost eyes as easily as going through a handful of water, and then ruthlessly kicked the officer ghost off the driver's seat, making it lose its command.
The officer ghost suddenly lost his eyesight and was kicked away. He made a strange and meaningless cry from his mouth and crawled on the ground using his hands and feet, looking for his eyes.
"Hehe." Diary pinched the two ghost eyes with her index fingers and compared them to the eyes on her face with a somewhat anthropomorphic gesture, "Does it look real?"
The two ghost eyes did not lose their vitality after leaving the main body. They were still spinning frantically on the fingertips of the diary, as if trying to figure out what was going on.
Lu Jiamu felt that the diary seemed to have some personal preferences for the seven ghosts. It didn't like the officer ghost very much and was targeting it. But the officer ghost obviously didn't think so.
The ghost eyes were still connected to the officer ghost, allowing it to receive messages from the outside world. After the military ghost understood the purpose of the diary, he seemed to feel very honored that the other party had taken his eyes and used them.
While expressing its gratitude in vague words, it excitedly crawled away on its own, and soon fell into some pit and disappeared.
It gives me a chill.
This seems to be a bit of a disease. Maybe we should not use the worldview of living people to judge the thinking ability of ghosts.
Diary casually appointed a ghost as the new captain and signaled Lu Jiamu and Yu Leng to get off the car: "We don't need to do anything about this, just let them do it."
The newly appointed hearse captain smiled cordially and saluted, then roared away with five other ghosts to set up a new death trap.
The two of them found a corner where they couldn't be seen and sat down.
Ever since Yu Leng saw Diary's ability as a ghost, he has been trying to lower his presence as much as possible and doesn't dare to speak much.
Lu Jiamu didn't have much to say, and Diary was still playing with his newly acquired pair of ghost eyes. The environment was quiet.
Although the diary did not say anything, it might have some way of communicating with the pair of ghost eyes, and was obviously training the eyeballs repeatedly.
After a period of time, the ghost eyes no longer looked around subconsciously, but could look in different directions according to the movements of the diary's head. They seemed to be particularly docile and sensible, and their coordination was a bit like real eyeballs that were integrated with the diary.
A few moments later, the hearse returned with another jeep full of faded soldiers, and it was clear that they had succeeded, having created a brand new hearse in such a short time.
As the hearse drove over at lightning speed, the ghost soldier on it saluted the diary and handed it the bandage it needed. After helping Diary apply some medicine on its wounds as a camouflage, he tied a new bandage on its head. Then the two hearses drove off in different directions, hunting other passing convoys.
The more convoys they devour, the more they understand the layout of the entire institute's field team. The more they understand, the more convoys they can hunt quietly.
Under the diary's command, they acted extremely covertly and low-key without making much noise. So far, the command level at the Black Tower has not noticed anything wrong.
With this exponential expansion, in less than an hour, the number of hearses had increased from the original one to twelve, forming a huge convoy.
After obtaining more bandages, the diary wrapped itself into a small mummy, with the ghost eye fixed to the inner bandage.
The ghost eye would also be very sensible and look through the gauze, following the diary's micro-movements and moving in different directions. At first glance, there was no difference between the diary and the seriously injured.
Diary was very satisfied with the result and asked Lu Jiamu: "Do you think this many people are enough?"
Lu Jiamu nodded to indicate that it was enough.
Under normal circumstances in this kind of world, anyone who could form twelve teams must be a very remarkable person.
But they had to act quickly and stun everyone at once, without much time to waste. Otherwise, if the twelve teams were found to have turned into ghosts or disappeared without a trace, the Black Tower might abandon the last survivors and close the door directly.
The diary added: "You should be clear in your mind, right? Those who are still alive are all smart people, not so easy to deceive. You can't get the pass directly from them."
Lu Jiamu had already considered this point and would not make such a mistake. He did not intend to cheat directly for tickets, but just wanted to instigate those people to kill each other as soon as possible.
After a brief communication, they set off without wasting any more time.
Twelve hearses formed a long line and roared towards the gathering point.
Soon, the patrol personnel who stayed at the gathering point discovered the uninvited guests in the distance, and immediately shouted to open the alarm and called everyone.
Everyone gathered together and stared vigilantly at the long dragon appearing in the distance. After seeing clearly what it was, they became extremely nervous.
What's the reason for such a big fuss? What happened?
Amid the suspicion of everyone present, the convoy arrived in front of the gathering point building, quickly circled around the bare building several times, and surrounded the building completely.
This visual sensation of being hunted by a group of predators makes people feel more panicked instinctively.
After the convoy slowly stopped, the jeep that was facing the former gate of the building opened its door, and a faded red long blanket was thrown out of it, spreading and rolling on the ground.
Then a child with exquisite appearance and clothes stood up and looked down at everyone in the venue.
She frowned slightly, then did a beautiful somersault, stepped lightly onto the red carpet, made a high-profile appearance, and walked forward with an elegant and calm gait.
Everyone present was attracted by him. Everyone could see that he was a very young child, but no one really dared to treat him as a child.
With such a large team, and more than ten motorcades accompanying him, it's obvious that he is a high-ranking official!
who is he?
Many people have speculated that he might be a strong man in the Black Tower. It is rumored that the top management of the institute attaches great importance to age considerations. The younger a person is, the easier it is for him to obtain base privileges.
Therefore, we should never judge the rights a person holds by his age.
This made everyone even more fearful.
They saw that this big shot had walked to the end of the red carpet and stopped moving. He glanced at everyone arrogantly, frowned, and angrily cursed: "A bunch of lowly people, are you taking me for an idiot who can't count? How many people are on the list? How many people do you have here?"
"You don't want the courtesy I give you. Now, get out of here! You have lost your qualifications. No one is allowed to enter the Black Tower again!"
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