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Chapter 112 Chapter 0107: Ghoul Manicurist, Peeping and Eavesdropping [Please subscribe] [Update II]

I saw the corpse ghost in the state of mind control standing quietly on the spot.

A hint of curiosity flashed in his red eyes.

It turns out that Rosen switched the perspective of Fen Nian, and through the eyes of the corpse, he saw a completely different world.

Everything that enters the eye is black and white. Even in low-light or no-light environments, the ghoul's vision can clearly see the outlines of all objects.

Rosen's body, standing in front of the corpse, appeared bright orange in his field of vision.

No wonder ghouls attack humans desperately.

In short, the visual system of a ghoul is more developed than that of humans, taking into account features such as thermal sensing and low-light remote sensing.

It's a pity that in order to protect his spiritual thoughts, Rosen can't use the method of mind control to experience the smell, taste, touch, nerve reactions and other more complex and detailed perceptions of the zombies.

"interesting."

The corner of Rosen's mouth curled up. He was multitasking but he was not under much pressure.

Lifting the BP on his wrist, he issued a return command to Xiaowei No. 1 and the mechanical dog who were on alert around them.

After putting away all the robot men, Rosen activated the jet module and flew up. He picked up the corpse by its ankles and, referring to the pre-war map, headed cautiously at a low altitude near the Sihai Street Security Station.

He planned to place the corpses of the God-Controlling Queen two or three kilometers away from Sihai Street.

Then let the wights trek forward on their own.

After flying a certain distance and walking a long way, it took more than an hour for Rosen to finally arrive near Sihai Street.

The life radio scanned a 200-meter radius and determined that there were no high-risk targets, so Rosen put down the control ghoul.

That's not all yet, he took out a nuclear grenade, an iron pipe pistol captured from a looter, and three 7-round bullet feed plates for the corpse to keep close by.

In order to allow the ghouls to use these weapons smoothly.

Rosen also worked as a "ghoul manicurist."

Use a high-frequency cutting knife to trim its curved and sharp nails.

Fen Nian controlled the corpse to operate the firearm and grenade, and then he felt relieved after repeatedly confirming that it worked.

He equipped the ghouls with weapons mainly just in case.

With the wandering corpse as a disguise, Rosen can quietly dispose of these weapons when necessary.

After getting ready, he controlled the corpse to hide in the corner of the ruins and quietly waited for dawn.

To prevent them from wandering around and being wiped out by those dangerous species.

The wasteland at night was very restless, and he encountered hundreds of alien species and corpses along the way.

Relying on leaps and detours, he managed to avoid the mutated monsters without any danger.

You must know that he deliberately chose a relatively remote section of the pre-war suburbs to travel, but he still encountered so many mutant creatures.

No wonder wastelanders rarely travel at night.

The density of monster encounters is simply more exaggerated than entering a minefield.

After settling the corpse clone, Rosen quickly evacuated without looking back.

You have to be a little more careful when you go back than when you came.

With such a back-up team deployed near Sihai Street, Rosen felt much more at ease.

Compared with Golden Ears, he indeed lacks mature information channels.

But it doesn't matter.

Rosen has the entire other world at his back.

He possesses extraordinary means that Golden Ears cannot fathom!
Being prepared for danger in times of peace is the way to go.

Rosen is not a little white rabbit who can be manipulated by others.

He will not let down his guard just because the two parties are in the honeymoon period.

From the moment Commissioner No. 7 tried to induce him.

This alertness has already appeared and will not be lifted at will.

When he returned to the neighborhood after changing clothes several times, it was almost dawn.

Compared to Li Li, he really didn't sleep a wink all day and night.

Returning to the rented suite facing the street, Rosen fell asleep.

……

It was exactly noon when he was woken up by BP's alarm clock.

He took out some pure water stored in the [Consciousness Space], rinsed his mouth and wiped his face.

After briefly washing and cleaning, he put on the Z3 exoskeleton.

Wearing power armor on the block automatically becomes an eye-catcher.

The exoskeleton is more low-key.

Rosen synchronized his thoughts and looked at the situation of the ghoul-controlling ghosts. Only when there was nothing unusual did he feel relieved.

Sitting on the simple bed in the suite, he dialed the communication code No. 7.

Ten seconds later, the communication was connected.

"Mr. Zhang?"

The slightly cautious voice of No. 7 came from BP.

"it's me."

Rosen replied calmly.

At this time, No. 7's tone became a little mysterious, and he asked in a lowered voice.

"Great."

"If you contact me now, you must be fully prepared, right?"

After hearing his words, Rosen was confused, but still gave an affirmative answer.

"Of course, I'm ready."

"I will need further information on the commission."

"If the time is right, I'm ready to go."

The other end of BP suddenly fell silent, as if switching to silent mode.

It took about seven or eight seconds for the communication to return to normal.

"Sorry, Mr. Zhang."

"Some unexpected situation just happened, and I had to mute the sound temporarily."

"Your call came at the perfect time."

"Now you can put on low-key casual clothes and come to the Third Shopping Street Night Love Bar."

"Enter from the back alley and knock three times on the door with three '1' graffiti. The waiter will lead you to the second floor."

"The elite of the Blood Wolf Regiment, the raiding team that is preparing to go on an expedition, has booked the entire Night Love Bar, preparing to have a carnival before setting off tomorrow."

"You can hear a lot of interesting news here."

"I'll wait for you on the second floor." Commissioner No. 7's words cheered up Rosen.

"Understood, I'll be there soon."

With a simple reply, the two parties hung up the communication.

Immediately, he took off his exoskeleton and put on a hooded sweatshirt.

Wearing a hat, he left the rental place and walked towards the Third Commercial Street with his hands in his pockets.

……

In the back alley of the bar where sewage flows.

There was a rotten, damp smell.

The corner of the wall was covered with a layer of black slippery moss, with a few small hard-shelled grasshoppers lying on it.

Rosen, who was wearing a hood, looked at the rusty iron door painted with "111" in front of him, stretched out his hand and knocked lightly three times.

His super sense allowed him to hear footsteps coming from behind the door.

The footsteps were far away at first and then closer, appearing soft and hurried.

"Kakaka…"

There was a slight sound from the door lock.

Then the iron door was opened a gap.

I saw a young man wearing a bartender's uniform looking around before waving to Rosen.

Entering the door, you are greeted by a sweltering feeling.

The waiter didn't speak the whole time, but led the way nervously.

This location is the back kitchen of the bar, and there are all kinds of strange smells floating around.

Several guys wearing chef hats were sitting beside the stove casually.

Rosen saw several pieces of meat with scales hanging on the chopping board of the workbench.

The dark blood had solidified.

Healthy fresh meat is rare in the wasteland, but unhealthy and stale meat can still be found.

The chefs took one look at Rosen who was following the waiter and lost interest.

It was obvious that they were used to this situation.

This bar called Night Love should also be under the control of Golden Ear.

Without further words, Rosen gained a deeper understanding of Golden Ear's power.

Follow a hidden staircase to a dark room on the second floor.

Commissioner No. 7 was quietly approaching the blinds with two bodyguards.

He also had a button headset on his ear and was listening to something attentively.

When there was movement behind him, No. 7 suddenly turned around.

Then he greeted in a low voice.

"Mr. Zhang."

Rosen nodded and came to his side. Through the gap opened by No. 7, he could see the members of the Blood Wolf Group who were reveling in the bar hall below.

Many people are shirtless, and you can see eye-catching wolf head tattoos.

At this time, Commissioner No. 7 handed Rosen a button-type headset and gestured for him to put it on.

After Rosen complied, he heard vague conversation coming from the headset.

"Mr. Zhang, look at the big round table on the upper right."

"The guy in the middle holding the two dancers is Shi Dali, the leader of the Blood Wolf Group."

"The middle-aged skinny monkey sitting next to him with eyeliner on and looking half-dead is his military advisor, Noda Minetaro who came from Japan before the war."

No. 7 promptly pointed out the key figures of the Blood Wolf Group for him.

The leader named Shi Dali is a bald man with a diagonal scar on his chest.

There is a striking tear mole in the corner of the eye.

Even when he was holding the dancer in his arms, his eyes were still looking around, looking cunning and suspicious.

And that Noda Minetaro had a sickly face, and his body was so thin that he was almost skin and bones. He was playing with the wine glass with his withered hands.

What came from the button headset was the conversation at their table.

It's just that the loud music makes everything noisy.

These two guys clearly weren't paying attention to the party.

Because Rosen heard them discussing the operation.

"The operation was somewhat rushed."

Shi Dali said softly while squeezing the softness.

These dancers are brainwashed short-lived clones who cannot remember any words.

Noda Minetaro, who was sitting next to him, coughed sickly for a few times before answering.

"Really rushed."

"But if there really is the key we need there, the Blood Wolf Group can become a blood wolf settlement, or even a blood wolf base city!"

Different from Shi Dali's caution.

Minetaro Noda's expression was rather fanatical.

After hearing this conversation, Rosen gave Commissioner No. 7 a vague look.

He didn't seem to care about letting Rosen know the inside story.

Is it a show of goodwill, or a new smoke bomb?
Nothing is known yet.

Using intelligence as bait is not a new method. For Commissioner No. 7, throwing out some false information is completely normal.

Obviously, the information obtained by the Blood Wolf Group revealed that the Sihai Street Police Station contained some kind of key that they were eager for. When No. 7 induced Rosen, it was said that there was power armor there.

Different people, different opinions.

But the purpose is definitely the same.

Waiting is boring, and the conversation between Shi Dali and Noda Minetaro is fragmented.

After about an hour, they finally talked about the topic that Rosen was more concerned about.

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