Cthulhu Card Making: Medusa Card Making at the Beginning.

Chapter 115: The Soul-Destroying Umbrella Opens, Yellow Spring Water Comes

"So, what you mean is that the base is just a cover, and the officials of the Card Master Alliance sent people here to try experiments, and they were secret experiments that could not be made public?"

Lin Mo pondered for a moment and asked what was on his mind.

I don’t know if it’s because of the special magnetic field here, but these mutated card spirits have shown great intelligence after leaving the card master.

It's almost comparable to the evil god cards I made myself.

Each of them seems to be an independent life.

"That's right. I don't know the details. The card master who contracted me is not considered a high-ranking official in the base."

The faceless man with Wang Zuo's face spoke in a deep voice, his voice still hoarse and making people's teeth grind.

"Okay, I understand." With a wave of his hand, the faceless man turned into a card again.

The transformation of these card spirits did not take long, at least not as long as Lin Mo imagined.

Knowing nothing about anything is the most true portrayal.

Whenever the other person lies, there will be emotional fluctuations.

Not only humans, but also these alien and weird creatures will have emotions.

Even weirdness is the best reflection of emotion.

After all, the resentment and obsession before death accumulate and do not dissipate, and after death they are affected by the magnetic field and turn into strange things.

This is the most common way for strange things to appear.

The probability that card masters and police stations in various places deal with strange and extraordinary events is much higher than that of alien events.

"Shoggoth, possessed form."

"Jin Buhuan, thank you for your hard work. Go back to the Palace of Life and rest for a while."

As Lin Mo spoke casually, the Shoggoth changed its shape. The black irregular objects that kept wriggling attached to his body and gradually turned into a black tight suit.

"Quack~ I don't feel it's hard to work for you, my benefactor." After saying that, the black mist on Jin Buhuan's body dissipated, and he turned into a card again and returned to the Palace of Life.

Building 201. Fire at the Bi Hai Manor.

Lin Mo's mind became increasingly heavy. The trip to the Bi Hai Manor was much more difficult than he had imagined.

As he walked, he looked around and finally found the detached house with the address 201.

Unlike Room 204, there were no security guards to greet us here, and the whole place was desolate and messy.

Even the outermost identification and anti-theft door was half-covered.

"My goodness, what does this smell like?"

Before he even entered, Lin Mo pinched his nose in disgust.

The overwhelming stench of corpses made him alert.

As he was hesitating, the space around Lin Mo suddenly moved strangely.

The next moment, a blood-stained nail fell into Lin Mo's hand.

Another note was pierced on the sharp end of the spike.

"There's a painter living in Room 306. Help him choose a painting he likes."

"Student Lin Mo, someone died again!"

After taking the note, Lin Mo's face turned gloomy.

He took a long, deep breath and put the note away.

Then he pushed the door open and walked in.

It was a little different from what Lin Mo thought.

The stench of corpse outside the door disappeared without a trace after he stepped into the house.

Instead, the entire room was filled with a strange burnt smell, as if this strange smell covered up the stench of the corpse.

Tick ​​tock, tick tock.
There seemed to be drops of water dripping from the ceiling.

It was a little dark around, but Lin Mo, with his enhanced facial features, could still see clearly.

The wall was badly cracked and the entire house was covered with traces of burns from the fire.

"So, where is the elevator?" Lin Mo couldn't help but wonder.

The structures of 201 and 204 are different. This one has five floors, and if the basement is included, there are six floors in total.

Before coming, Lin Mo deliberately looked at the layout map of the manor. Even though there was no valuable information about any related events, he still looked up some more relevant information.

For example, when did the project of the manor start and when was it completed?

Casualty list, and layout diagram.

Basically, they were all copied in Lin Mo's mind. The most significant point of the improvement of mental power was that his memory was much stronger than that of ordinary people.

Tick ​​tock, tick tock.
The water droplets fell again, dripping onto Lin Mo's clothes, or to be more precise, onto the black suit that Shugos had transformed into.

It is quite bizarre that this house, which was completely burned down by fire, still has moisture.

Staring at the falling water droplets, Lin Mo narrowed his eyes and was about to get up and walk forward to find where the elevator was.

After all, the note clearly stated that there was an arsonist in the elevator.

Originally, this was what he planned.

But suddenly, he paused.

“This is the taste.”

As his nose twitched, Lin Mo used his hand to pick up the water droplets on his clothes and held them in front of him.

Kerosene?

Lin Mo's pupils shrank slightly, he looked up at the ceiling and couldn't help but take a breath.

Hanging on the iron frame in the middle of the ceiling were shriveled corpses.

And the kerosene dripped from these shriveled corpses.

These mummies died in a miserable way.

They didn't seem to be burned to death by the fire, but rather they seemed to have been drained of moisture.
Just leave it here.

As he was thinking, Lin Mo suddenly felt a sharp pain in his fingers.

Looking up, he saw white smoke coming out from the part where his fingertips had touched the kerosene.

It seems that these kerosene cannot be touched.

There is a pattern to the strange murders.

Obviously, kerosene is one of them.

The only thing that puzzled Lin Mo was if this weird thing really happened in the elevator.

Then how can it control kerosene to kill people from such a long distance?

As his thoughts gradually came to an end, Lin Mo shook his wrist and a blue card appeared in his hand.

After a series of changes, a pitch-black umbrella with dark cloud patterns printed on it appeared in Lin Mo's hand.

Although the old saying goes that it is not allowed to open an umbrella indoors, this is a different time.

Lin Mo held up the black umbrella, but felt it was not enough, so he took out the ash jar bowl.

For this type of prop card, the sacrifice only needs to be prepared once.

In other words, Lin Mo only needs to inject source power and does not need to use additional grains and livestock to offer sacrifices to it.

"When the soul-destroying umbrella opens, the water of the underworld will come."

As the source power was injected into it, a stream of extremely clear water gushed out from the bowl and surrounded Lin Mo's body.

Under Lin Mo's conscious control, it formed a bubble-like shape.

Wrap yourself completely in it.

Lin Mo, who was wearing Shoggoth brand clothing, had his safety factor maxed out at this moment.

After making sure everything was safe, Lin Mo walked inside.

It doesn't matter if you consume some energy, after all, your life is more important.

Lin Mo felt resentful about being stabbed in the heart.

Although he knew he would not die at that time, the uncomfortable feeling made Lin Mo not want to try it a second time.

People need to learn to grow and cannot fall into the same pit twice.

Taking steps and humming a little tune, Lin Mo continued to move forward.

As a gust of cold wind blew through the hall, the mummies on the ceiling began to sway slightly.

Every time Lin Mo took a step forward, a dried corpse would fall from the ceiling and follow behind Lin Mo, staggering along.

Unconsciously, the cracked wall began to peel off, and mummies fell from the ceiling, following Lin Mo in an orderly manner.

Outside 201, thick black air completely covered it.

An unknown mysterious place slowly unfolds in this building.

The mummies on the ceiling, walls, and racks followed Lin Mo's steps one by one, shaking their heads.

The group of people walked towards the innermost elevator in a mighty manner.

(End of this chapter)