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Chapter 120 Cipher Device

DAY110

Apart from Lin Yun and Pei Sihao who escaped, the remaining six of the eight people in their group were taken into custody by the man in the trench coat. Their backpacks and coats were confiscated, and they were blindfolded and locked in different rooms.

When the blindfold was removed from Ji Lang's eyes, he realized that he was not alone in the room. It should have been a dormitory for survivors, a standard room in a hotel with two single beds.

One of the beds was occupied by a man who Ji Lang could sense was also a superhuman, though not at a high level. The person on the other bed had gone out to change shifts when the man brought Ji Lang in. It seemed this base did indeed have its own system of order; otherwise, it wouldn't be able to accommodate so many people and maintain such unity.

Ji Lang's hands were tied behind his back, but fortunately, when his coat and backpack were taken away, he quickly hid a miniature cipher device that Lu Yuan had given him in the pocket of his inner garment that had just been checked.

This cipher machine can only be used to communicate via Morse code or a custom keypad; it cannot transmit sound. However, within a 500-meter range, if one of them is tapped, the other cipher machines at the same frequency will vibrate synchronously. Ji Lang originally didn't want this thing, since they already had walkie-talkies, so what was the point of having this? Later, Yang Xiao thought it was fun, so everyone took one. Now, looking back, it's really thanks to Comrade Yang Xiao's playful spirit.

On their way back with this group, everyone had been searched because they had sent signals to Lin Yun and Pei Sihao via walkie-talkie. Although the cipher device was small, he couldn't tell whether the other five people had it on them. After all, no one had taken the little gadget seriously at first, and it might have been taken away from their backpacks.

With his hands tied behind his back, he struggled to pull the little thing out of his pocket, almost waking the guards resting in bed in the process. Only after confirming that the other party was not actually awake did Ji Lang begin to try to communicate with his other companions.

Fortunately, when Ji Lang tapped the Morse code for the sixth time, there was a response on the other end of the walkie-talkie, although it was only a slight vibration.

After hearing the response, Ji Lang did not tap the keypad again, not because the guard in his room had woken up, but because he guessed that the guard in the other room might have found the keypad, or for some other reason. In any case, he couldn't let it continue to vibrate now.

In another room, one floor away from where Ji Lang was being held, Qin Yuan was pushed to the ground. No one removed the blindfold covering his eyes. He could only lean against the corner of the wall and use his heightened hearing, honed through evolution, to assess the situation in the room.

Time ticked by, and he could tell there were three people in the room. One of them had gone back to his room and fallen asleep immediately, while the other two were eating. Qin Yuan's equally keen sense of smell told him that although the food wasn't very appetizing, he was indeed hungry...

Just as his stomach was rumbling, he heard the cipher machine hidden under his belt vibrate a few times—Morse code. Qin Yuan had never imagined that the vibration would be so loud. He cleverly slammed his back against the wall with a loud "thud," and felt the cipher machine vibrate again under his belt. The signal must have been sent.

Of course, the signal was sent, and the two people eating in the room fell silent. Qin Yuan immediately became alert, listening intently, hoping they wouldn't search him again. Just as he sensed two people standing up and heading towards him, he heard his stomach rumble again...

Thank goodness!

After receiving that response, Ji Lang's cipher device stopped vibrating. It seemed that apart from himself and the person who had just responded, everyone else either didn't have this little gadget on their person or had it locked up more than 500 meters away.

Ji Lang carefully recalled the events of their journey. They were blindfolded and taken away separately after entering the hotel. He had observed that the hotel was an ultra-luxury hotel, so it wasn't impossible that they were locked in rooms 500 meters away. It seemed that he could only wait until he escaped before slowly looking for the others.

Ji Lang was hot-tempered by nature. After making his escape plan in his mind, he didn't waste a second and immediately took action. With a "thump," he leaped up and pounced on the guard who was still sleeping soundly on the bed. Perhaps because Ji Lang was a level four ability user, so far, apart from encountering zombies of a higher level than Ji Lang, they had not encountered any ability users of a higher level than him.

Actually, if Ji Lang hadn't been in a group with Qin Yuan and Gu Nanfeng, and if everyone hadn't seen his evaluation report, among them, apart from Gu Nanfeng who has psychic abilities and can roughly judge the registration through mental perception and light sense, the others wouldn't even be able to determine whether Ji Lang has any special abilities.

It seemed there were no psychic ability users in this base, or perhaps they were but not involved in this operation. Therefore, they assigned Ji Lang, the strongest member of the six-man team, to a room with only one guard. For Ji Lang, wasn't this a stroke of incredible luck?

Even with his hands tied behind his back, Ji Lang still managed to knock out the dazed guard with a "bang" using his Iron Head Kung Fu. Who would have thought that in the freezing cold, while he was having a sweet dream and enjoying delicious food in his warm bed, a beautiful woman would suddenly appear and give him a bear hug? Just as he was about to open his eyes to take a good look at this beauty who had thrown herself into his arms, he was knocked unconscious by an "Iron Head."

After dealing with the guard in the room, Ji Lang found a small nail file in the amenity kit provided by the hotel in the bathroom. Without wasting any time, he turned around, picked up the nail file, and began filing the plastic rope binding his hands as he approached the door.

Looking through the peephole, Ji Lang saw that the corridor was deserted, probably because it was the base's rest area and it seemed that someone was always in each room. He didn't even see any of the patrolling staff.

But because it was a hotel room, he had no way of knowing how many rooms were on that floor, or whether there were people in every room. More importantly, he didn't know which room the companion who had just responded to him was locked in.

Just as Ji Lang was getting frustrated and at his wit's end, the door to a room at the end of the corridor to his left opened slightly. Then, a hairy head peeked out, and Ji Lang quickly recognized who it was…

Yang Xiao had just peeked out and looked to his right when he saw Ji Lang standing at another doorway, watching him.

Well, escaping and then running into comrades should be a happy thing, but running into Ji Lang made him a little unhappy.