Shortly after Ling Mo entered…
“What should we do?” Li Yalin asked, gazing at the Rosen Company building from a nearby Rooftop.
Xia Na and Ye Lian exchanged a glance, then tapped their lips thoughtfully. “Let’s wait.”
“But… I have a feeling,” Li Yalin said, staring intently at the building, her expression sowhat puzzled. “I keep feeling like we’re going to encounter sothing there. It’s really strange…”
“It is quite strange…” Xia Na nodded thoughtfully, a peculiar glint flashing in her eyes.
Li Yalin’s reaction was purely due to an instinct… among the three of them, only Li Yalin experienced this. Zombies never rely on intuition, their conclusions always stem from their sensory perceptions. In this sense, mutation beasts and Zombies are quite different…
“Too bad our judgnt system is out of order.” Xia Na couldn’t help but touch her nose. Her hearing and sense of sll couldn’t “scan” any data from Rosen Company, yet Li Yalin was having this intuition…
“I’ll… I’ll take a look from another place,” Ye Lian suddenly suggested. Seeing Xia Na and Li Yalin turn to look at her, she waved her hands awkwardly and stamred, “I just… it feels… odd…” She held her chest, “Ling-Ge went in alone… I… I feel uncomfortable.”
“Right…” Xia Na considered for a mont and said, “Maybe his emotions are affecting us too. Anyway, although it’s not really him in there, if Ling-Ge’s actions provoke anything, there’s no guarantee it won’t co after us. We can’t just sit here and wait for Ling-Ge’s plan. He’s already multitasking. There’s no need for him to worry about us; it’ll just distract him. I think…” Xia Na blinked and suddenly shifted into her Nana mode, her tone becoming more serious, “He’s shouldering too much on his own and has forgotten who we are.”
“Uh…” Ye Lian and the others looked at each other in dismay.
Xia Na sighed and said, “We’re Zombies!”
“Right…” Li Yalin nodded in sudden realization.
“Do you really understand?”
“No,” Li Yalin replied candidly.
Xia Na blinked again, and her pupils instantly turned a dazzling shade of blood red. Her entire deanor shifted, exuding an aura of extre danger, as if she were a Fierce Beast baring its fangs and claws.
“Understand now? We’re natural-born killers. There are things we can handle ourselves. So Ye Lian, if you want to go, then go. Yalin and I will also act separately.”
“But…” Ye Lian was still a bit confused.
“Don’t worry, acting separately is one thing, but safety is still the priority. I just don’t want to always be the backup. Sitting on the sidelines every ti. It’s understandable when dealing with humans, but this ti it’s with Zombies… this is our field of expertise.” Xia Na flicked her long hair and flashed her characteristic eerie smile.
After she finished speaking, the Three Girls exchanged a glance and then turned to head towards the stairs…
anwhile, inside the Rosen Company building.
Ling Mo followed the faint drag marks into another, even darker Corridor. The doors on either side were open, and the cold walls were stained with blood. In so areas, fragnts of corpses were still visible. Judging by their appearance, these corpses had been here for quite so ti, possibly left during a period after the Cataclysm…
The Corridor remained silent, and no sounds could be heard ahead. Yet, the oppressive feeling gradually beca clearer, making Ling Mo feel as though sothing was watching him in the darkness.
However, he had already determined that this was an influence of psychic power, so under the current circumstances, he didn’t feel too panicked. Instead, he maintained his current pace with remarkable calmness, trying to avoid premature contact with the Ambusher. As for any developnts on Ye Lian’s side, he was still completely unaware.
Identifying the danger as quickly as possible, then letting them in… that was Ling Mo’s plan at the mont.
After several seconds, Ling Mo had reached the end of the Corridor, and his footsteps ca to a halt once more.
Ahead, there was an open security door leading to an even darker space beyond. Judging by the “exit” sign above, this was likely the ergency staircase…
The thought of the Ambusher dragging a corpse upstairs left Ling Mo sowhat speechless. This one really was ticulous, showing an impeccably careful attitude towards food. However, this action of storing food actually indicated a sowhat positive sign-the Ambusher wasn’t hungry, just not very welcoming to intruders…
“Well… at least I won’t have to experience the feeling of having my insides removed,” Ling Mo thought to himself, taking a deep breath.
As he slipped through the door crack, a rush of cold air imdiately hit his face.
“Whoosh…”
Zombies don’t experience “cold” or get goosebumps… but Ling Mo couldn’t help but shiver slightly and instinctively opened his mouth.
The cold was one thing… more important was what he saw on the staircase.
“I think I should take back what I said…”
Ling Mo was referring to the words “ticulously careful.” After stepping into the stairwell, he realized how wrong he had been.
If the outside drainage ditch was a Trash Can, then this was likely the dining area for the resident… bloodstains nearly completely covered the walls, suspicious fragnts lay everywhere, and bones were scattered all around. A nauseating stench filled the space and extended up the staircase. ᚱ𝖆𐌽ΟＢЁs
“This is incredibly sloppy…” Ling Mo remarked, then cautiously approached the stairs, looking for a place to step.
Fortunately, despite the ss, it was relatively safe… no figures were in sight, and the drag marks led upward. If soone was watching him from here, he would notice it imdiately…
“Who’s there?!”
No sooner had he thought that did he sense a gaze.
This prompted him to imdiately look upwards, and through the gaps in the stairwell, he vaguely caught sight of a figure on the upper floor… it was fleeting, but the impression it left was unmistakable!
“This is so bizarre…”
Ling Mo stood cautiously in place, continuing to look upward.
Just then, a face suddenly appeared above him!
Through the narrow gap, Ling Mo was unexpectedly face-to-face with the figure.
Though they were separated by about two floors, Ling Mo was still startled. However, he resisted the impulse to imdiately dodge and instead stared intently at the figure…
Being spotted at this point, any attempt to evade would be aningless.
Utilizing the Zombies’ excellent vision, Ling Mo clearly saw his counterpart.
To his surprise, it was a child…
Dressed in tattered clothes, the child appeared to be rely six or seven years old. As Ling Mo observed him, the child, crouching and gripping the railing, peered down at Ling Mo through the gap. When Ling Mo’s gaze t the child’s red eyes, the pale-faced child with sowhat long Hair imdiately stood up and turned to run away.
“Wait!”
Ling Mo, bewildered, hastened his pace to follow.
Judging by the eyes, this little Zombie was at most an Advanced Zombie, so why was he here?
With his abilities, he couldn’t possibly be the Ambusher who had taken him down!
Could it be that Ling Mo was really taken down by a child? Wait… now that’s truly unsettling!
But if he wasn’t the Ambusher… the key issue here is that this little Zombie appeared to have Intelligence.
At the mont their eyes t, Ling Mo distinctly saw the young boy wave at him…
Both inside and outside this building, there was an unsettling vibe, and this scene was the most peculiar yet.
From Ling Mo’s perspective, the young boy didn’t seem capable of silently discovering him, nor could he be the one watching him… Was he sent by whoever was monitoring Ling Mo? What was going on?
Seconds later, Ling Mo arrived at the spot where the zombie boy had just been. As he exited the stairwell and glanced down the Corridor, he caught sight of the boy’s silhouette disappearing quickly around a doorway.
“Still running…”
He quickly approached and pressed himself against the wall before entering the room.
Unexpectedly, there was a noise erging from within the room…
“Thud! Thud!”
The dull sound echoed at a steady rhythm, making Ling Mo frown. This sound… it seed oddly familiar…
He slowly edged closer to the door gap, then slipped inside.
It was a suite, quite spacious, but the floor and walls were covered in a dark brown hue, creating a suffocating atmosphere. The windows were plastered with blood, allowing almost no light from outside to penetrate. Most disturbing of all were the scattered bones everywhere, yet the silhouette of the zombie boy was nowhere to be seen…
Ling Mo cautiously approached the door to the Inner Room, which was also ajar, and the sound was emanating from within.
However, as Ling Mo got closer, he suddenly gasped…
“This place is…”
Nurous corpses hung from the Ceiling, and there was a strange figure with its back to him…
The mont Ling Mo saw this figure, a chilling sensation crept over him. He could almost imdiately confirm that this was the Ambusher, and the corpse he was currently handling was precisely the Zombie Puppet Ling Mo had previously controlled…
“Thud!”
He placed the corpse on a dical gurney, and with each swing of his Arm, blood splattered everywhere… The tool of choice wasn’t a blade, but rather his Arm that had lost its hand…
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