Cthulhu Card Making: Medusa Card Making at the Beginning.

Chapter 119 Mission terminated, head straight to Area C

As his thoughts gradually came to an end, Lin Mo calmly read Xu Bin's last memory before his death. He was sure of at least two things.

First, Xu Bin started the fire in the first place, probably because he wanted to burn to death the card master in the white coat. There seemed to be an irreconcilable personal grudge between the two.

Second, the reason why the Bi Hai Manor later caught uncontrollable fire was entirely because the card master used his own abilities to control Xu Bin.

Turn it into something weird, and then drive him to burn down the entire manor.

More than one hundred people were killed.
It makes people become weird, and then used as material for making cards.

This idea is simply unheard of and makes people feel chilling.

Lin Mo narrowed his eyes slightly and continued to look through the memories of several other ghosts.

Under the control of the Banner Spirit, the scene in the strange domain changed again and turned into a barren mountain and forest.

This time it was a third-person perspective, and Lin Mo could observe the entire picture.

Holding a long banner, Lin Mo stood there quietly.

In front of me were two tall and strong men, carrying a stretcher, on which lay a woman with a bulging belly.

The woman looked exactly like Du Yuwei.

Lin Mo noticed that there was a hideous bloody wound on Du Yuwei's bulging abdomen, which was sewn up with silk thread.

Blood continued to seep out from the gaps between the stitches, flowing all over the floor.
"Brother, you said that if we bury this woman, we can get the money?"

One of the men spoke with a trembling voice, and it was obvious that he was very scared.

The two men were wearing new clothes and did not look like people who often came to such desolate mountains and wilderness.

"Nonsense, I finally found this black market trading mission. If we complete this mission, we will be rich in the rest of our lives."

The larger man among them spoke in a cold voice, his eyes full of excitement.

"Brother, this woman is still alive."

"Nonsense! Of course they have to be alive. Both mother and child have to be alive."

"Damn it, these beasts are even worse than those alien races. They stuffed newborn babies into living people's stomachs."

"Girl, every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt has its creditor. Don't come looking for me when the time comes. I'm also doing things for others." The man said, with no fear on his face, but instead his eyes were full of excitement.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

As the shovel flattens the soil, the surface is compacted.

Seeing Du Yuwei being buried alive, Lin Mo thought the scene was over, but he didn't expect it to continue.

Lin Mo just kept on reading patiently.

"Come on, take the pictures."

The man lit a cigarette and patted his accomplice on the shoulder.

However, for a long time, there was no response.
The man took a deep breath, raised his hand and was about to slap the other person again when a white shadow flashed before his eyes.

The scene also seemed to be spinning wildly.

From Lin Mo's perspective, he could only see two bloody heads rolling down.

One of them still had a half-burned cigarette in his mouth.

Sparks scattered on the ground flickered in the middle of the night.
The scene stopped abruptly.

It was another man-made creation of a strange birth.

Lin Mo did not stop and immediately switched to Shen Yun's memory.

White coats, and that dark, humid environment.

These familiar scenes appeared in Lin Mo's eyes for the first time.

In fact, even without looking at Shen Yun's memory, Lin Mo had vaguely guessed it.

Xu Bin is Shen Yun’s husband.

After seeing the white coat again, Lin Mo became even more certain of this.

As expected, as the view turned, Lin Mo saw that the dark room was filled with sophisticated instruments and a metal bed similar to that in an operating room.

Shen Yun was lying on the bed, covered with a layer of white cloth, with only a bloody hole on her chest exposed.

Three or five figures in white coats were walking back and forth beside the metal bed, appearing to be extremely busy.

One of them was holding a tray with a spherical object on it.

The core of the succubus alien race?
Lin Mo squinted his eyes and figured out the origin of the ball.

"Everyone, if this succeeds, the woman in front of us will be the first card master who can use cards without source power and fate palace." One of the three or five people surrounding the metal bed said in a deep voice.

Then, using professional tools, he placed the fist-sized core into the bloody hole in Shen Yun's chest.

That was originally where the heart was.

These people are really bold to use the core instead of the heart.

Lin Mo looked at it and was secretly shocked.

At the same time, he also realized that the water in the Bi Hai Manor was deeper than he had imagined.

"Everyone, relax. Even if you fail, just treat her as material for making cards."

A familiar voice sounded from the corner, and the content of its words made Lin Mo's scalp tingle.

Treat people as materials for making cards.
This unknown card maker is a complete lunatic.

"Boom, boom, boom"

As the core was inserted and the hemostatic clamp was pulled out, a dull and powerful sound came from Shen Yun's chest.

Succeeded?
Lin Mo felt a chill and was extremely shocked at the same time.

However, when the thought just popped into his mind, a column of blood spurted out, and the instruments monitoring vital signs around him issued rapid alarms.

Until the instrument measuring the heartbeat showed a slight fluctuation and a long-term return to normal level, this inhumane experiment was declared a failure.

The scene ended, and Lin Mo controlled the soul-summoning flag to remove the strange domain.

Everything returned to calm, and there was no other unusual phenomenon in the entire Building 201 except for the mess on the ground.

Taking a long breath and thinking back to what had just happened, Lin Mo felt that his three perspectives were completely shattered.

There is an indescribable feeling of oppression in the body.

Spreading out his hands, Lin Mo looked at the next note and the information on the wooden sign.

Building 306 is the painter who loves painting. The task given by the information is to help him choose the best painting.

Building 312, is an old man visiting the graves.

The task information is very simple, clean the cemetery for the elderly for a day.

There is a cemetery in the Bi Hai Manor.

The simpler the task in the last building of Area A, the higher the danger and threat level.

The only good news at the moment is that no new task notes have been received.

This also means that so far, there has been no reduction in staff in the entire team.

Lin Mo stared at the note in his hand, then looked at the blood-stained wooden sign.

Should I choose the painter at 306 or the old man sweeping the grave at 312?

As Lin Mo was deep in thought, those images flashed through his mind one by one, and finally settled on a number - C307
Skip the two tasks in area A and go directly to area C.

The tragic scene in the entire Bi Hai Manor is all related to the card master in the white coat in Area C.

Maybe if we can find the card master in the white coat, all problems can be solved.

That was the opportunity to leave the Blue Sea Manor.

After this place was upgraded to a secret realm, the goals of several people have quietly changed.

From completing the mission to walking out of the secret realm alive.

Although the outside world discovered that there was something wrong with the mission, it is not impossible to launch a rescue operation.

But Lin Mo didn't want to pin his hopes on others.

"Hell Flame."

The blue flame in his palm burned, burning the note and the wooden sign together.

After adjusting his state, Lin Mo walked out of Building 201.

At the same time, terrifying auras emanated from two buildings in Area A.

Building 306, the young man holding the paintbrush paused.

The brush dipped in bright red paint left a striking mark on the silky white paper.

At the entrance of Building 312, the old man in shroud lying on a rocking chair suddenly sat up with an indescribable strange smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)