Chapter 317 Who Said that a Lightning Rod Can't Kill You?

Mo Qiong was full of arcs, and his body would bring a large area of ​​electric light as he moved in the steam cloud.

He swallowed a piece of thunder wood, and he didn't feel the 8,000 milliamperes of current at all.

Ten thousand milliamperes would only give him a bit of numbness like being hit by the electrons of a lighter. This 8,000 milliamperes was only equivalent to the bioelectricity in a normal human body, which was insignificant and common.

But this common current was a deadly thing for other people.

At this moment, he himself was a continuous power source, and he built a large electric field with the steam cloud.

When he moved and saw the electric light, Mo Qiong rubbed his hands on the wall and ran forward, sparking and lightning all the way, rubbing out countless arcs.

With a casual wave of his hand, the silver snakes danced wildly, and the interlaced electric sparks were forcibly emitted, sweeping across a group of intelligent rats.

The war rats swarming in the distance were twitching wildly by the electricity, emitting burnt smoke, and then bursting into a cloud of blood mist.

Even if these walls were grounded, it was useless, because Mo Qiong still had an absolute hit.

These currents can no longer follow the circuits they love the most. They must first flow to the place where Mo Qiong lets them flow before they can naturally leave.

So Mo Qiong and Gou Ye both rely on the effect of lightning wood to play this kind of "controlling lightning", and their flirtatiousness is completely different.

Gou Ye also uses this method in another base, but it is difficult to attack remotely.

He can't let the arc go too far. Even if there is a steam cloud, at most he can let his body discharge about one or two meters outside the body, and then it will be sucked away by the earth.

But Mo Qiong is different. All the electricity emitted from his body has become his arrows. He can shoot whoever he wants and shock wherever he wants.

Seeing a group of smart mice gathered together, the arc on his body immediately shot over with a sizzling sound.

With the electric field formed by the steam cloud, wherever his current spreads, there will be disaster.

The arcs shot out are inexplicably restrained together, connecting with the bombardment area to form a visible blue electric grid, like the alternating current arc jumping between two magnetic storm coils, emitting a beautiful melody.

In just a moment, all the intelligent mice in that area were in the white electric light and exploded into a blood mist.

Then, the electric snake extending from Mo Qiong began to sweep like a broom. This was the movement formed by the change of landing point under Mo Qiong's continuous discharge.

The previous current was consumed or diverted, but the subsequent current continued to flow, connected into one piece, and continuously output.

Mo Qiong was like a magic king who controlled thunder and lightning, and his hands kept rubbing out fierce and violent "forked lightning".

These arcs not only spread at a close distance, but also spread inexplicably to a very far distance, shooting out more than ten or twenty meters, killing groups of mice.

Of course, the farther the distance, the lower the lethality. The energy was consumed in large quantities during the transmission process, releasing blue and white light and heat.

But even so, it was more than enough to kill some mice in seconds.

"Zizizizizi..."

"Bangbangbangbang..."

Mo Qiong walked in the charged steam cloud. From the monitoring, he looked like a group of Blue and White Society electric light people, constantly emitting visible electric light.

After a while, the hall and the passage were full of corpses and blood and flesh on the walls.

At the same time, all lighting facilities and monitoring devices were burned by the current, and the screen in front of the pig-faced masked man in the monitoring room was dark.

He hurriedly blew a shrill whistle and ordered more war rats to rush to the scene to stop Mo Qiong.

"Electricity... So that's it, aren't Blue and White members afraid of electricity..." He quickly wrote down what he had just seen on a piece of paper.

He took the paper money with intelligence written on it to the incinerator, took out a black and white headshot of a woman from his body and pasted it on the incinerator, and then threw the paper money directly into it and burned it.

Yes, it was just like burning paper money.

There is no doubt that all organizations that dare to deal with the Blue and White Society have hidden means of hiding or hidden means of communication.

Organizations that don't have this kind of means, or even don't know about the Blue and White Society, and don't know about the Blue and White Society's power, have long ceased to exist, and there is not much soil for development.

This way of burning paper money is the top-secret communication method of the Non-Human Research Society.

An ordinary cemetery has become a containment object. All the paper money, paper people, paper Lamborghinis, and even any paper objects burned for the photos of the buried in the cemetery will appear in the cemetery and recover from the ashes.

No matter how far away, this phenomenon will inevitably occur, and the pigments printed on it will also be taken over.

It seems to be nothing, but it is actually very useful. The Non-Human Research Society firmly grasps this containment object and uses it as an exclusive means of communication.

The Blue and White Society's encirclement and suppression of the stronghold will inevitably block communications. Even if there is no communication, they have to consider the possibility of being monitored and tracked.

But this method of communication with containment objects is unnoticed.

Communications, design drawings, book materials, and even banknotes and contracts can be transferred in this way, which is extremely convenient.

"No wonder they didn't carry any other weapons, but they were able to kill my rat army in large numbers through electric current."

"Quick, make me a lightning rod and prepare sodium chloride solution!" The pig-faced masked man ordered the trembling little white mouse.

He was just a rough man, an instructor in the organization responsible for training the war rats militarized. He may have learned some knowledge from his surroundings, but in some aspects he was not as good as this graduate mouse.

As one of the assistants of the experts, this white mouse assistant was specially trained and was familiar with the chemicals and experimental equipment here.

And he was very familiar with the contents of the experiment and the formula of Life No. 1, and was the target of the order to kill him.

Let him live, and if he is useless, it will not be too late to kill him.

Of course, the white mouse knew this, so although he felt that ordinary conductors could not lead Mo Qiong's electricity based on what he had just seen, he still obeyed the order and did not dare to say more.

Talking to mice is very strange. The language used is the universal language invented by smart mice, which is more suitable for the vocal organs of mice. So much so that the pig-faced masked man said that the tone of the mouse's voice is very high, and it is accompanied by a few whistles, which sounds like a eunuch.

Soon, in the hall outside the laboratory, a large amount of sodium chloride solution was poured, covering the floor for more than ten centimeters, and smart mice could swim in it.

Countless smart mice were soaking in it, waiting for battle.

"Bang! Bang!"

Mo Qiong directly used a special bomb to blow up the door.

As soon as he came in, he stepped into the water. In order to prevent fraud, he immediately jumped into the air and hung directly in the air.

"Oh? Taking a bath?" Looking at the countless intelligent mice in the hall soaking in the solution, Mo Qiong laughed dumbly.

What's even funnier is that there is a pig-faced masked man holding a steel gun, wearing an anti-electric suit, with a lightning rod on his head and grounding wires wrapped around his feet, staring at him intently.

Around him, there are several towering coils and forests of steel needles, like a lightning array.

"Da Da Da!"

The pig-faced masked man was stunned for a moment when he saw him standing in the air, so he fired bullets madly.

Mo Qiong jumped high, evaded with a few take-off and landing tactics, and at the same time, he threw out a few special steam bombs again, and suddenly the scene was filled with countless supercharged clouds.

He held a steel rod and stirred it in the steam, turning it around and around, turning out a dense and restless arc.

"Hua La!"

The stick was swung, and the lightning and fire all the way hit the pig-faced masked man's hand.

"Ah!"

The pig-faced masked man's gun broke directly! Even his wrist was broken.

Fortunately, he was wearing an anti-electric suit and there were excellent conductors everywhere around him, so he didn't feel the electric shock.

And the countless arcs wrapped in the stick disappeared, and the blue light and white light all flashed and disappeared in the dense conductors.

Seeing that his lightning protection measures were effective, he immediately smiled and said, "You are worthy of being a member of the Blue and White Society. You have great power. I'm afraid you can crush me to death with one hand?"

"But can you get through? Or do you plan to electrocute me from such a distance? Do you recognize this situation?"

After adjusting the battery discharge power, Mo Qiong rubbed the arc violently with both hands and said, "Who told you that you won't be struck by lightning if you have a lightning rod?"

"Ah?" The pig-faced masked man was stunned.

I saw that the arcs bursting from Mo Qiong's hands were originally circulating around his body, and suddenly shot out, rushing into the lightning protection array at a very fast speed.

The previous blow of throwing the stick attracted all the arcs to the lightning rod and immersed them in a thick layer of sodium chloride solution on the ground until they entered the ground.

But this time it was wrong. Although the arc emitted from Mo Qiong's hand still hit the lightning rod, it slipped from the surface and drilled out again!

The dense electric snakes continuously passed through the steel needle electric net, and after a few leaps, they rushed to the pig-faced masked man without slowing down.

What frightened him most was that with a loud bang, the anti-electric suit exploded directly, and the electric light blasted into his face, instantly electrocuting him all over and falling to the ground with smoke.

This guy shot as soon as he entered the door. Mo Qiong didn't want to leave a live person, but he had to ask something before shooting. At this moment, although the voltage of this shot was high, the current was not lethal, and he deliberately lowered it.

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P.S: Sorry, why can I see what I posted in my backend, but the app can't see it...