Chapter 220 – Some Traits Have Nothing to Do with Racial Differences

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

The sound of intense collisions, mixed with Ban Yue’s screams, fused with the constant banging on the door, making the atmosphere in the Inner Room incredibly heated!

All these sounds reached Yu Shiran’s ears.

She stared wide-eyed in the direction of the Inner Room, feeling that Ban Yue’s intermittent screams seemed to be filled with pleasure!

Yu Shiran couldn’t help but feel a strange sensation. Her immature Loli body seemed to be responding slightly to these sounds.

“Could it be… could it be…”

She showed a look of surprise, then smiled excitedly: “Could Ban Yue be growing that thing?”

“Maybe if she eats that human, she’ll be able to grow one like Ban Yue’s…”

Yu Shiran’s mind immediately flashed to the image of Xiao Ling Mo. At that time, she had seen it up close and clear.

But to Yu Shiran, this thing that Ban Yue valued so much, apart from looking delicious, didn’t seem particularly special.

Could having this thing really make mating possible? Yu Shiran was skeptical.

However, some vague knowledge seemed to surface in her mind, but it quickly slipped away, eluding her grasp.

The headache made Yu Shiran consciously avoid those “irrelevant” past memories. To her, all she needed to remember was who she once was.

“Bang!”

Another sound came from behind the door, making Yu Shiran shiver, but her red pupils turned even bloodier, and she steadfastly held her ground.

Ban Yue’s screams were her motivation!

“Grow, grow! If a human can grow it, how can a Senior Zombie not?”

By now, the door was almost completely shattered, and Yu Shiran’s shoulder even had a bloody hole from a knife stab.

If it weren’t for Yu Shiran bracing the completely deformed door, this security door would have been blown off long ago.

However, at that moment, a sudden thud echoed from the nearby wall.

The ground seemed to tremble under the force of the impact!

It looked like the room would be completely dismantled in two or three minutes at most.

Another thud from the Inner Room once again grabbed Yu Shiran’s attention.

Listening to Ban Yue’s screams, Yu Shiran was filled with curiosity, but she couldn’t see anything.

The Inner Room was now a complete mess. The powerless Ban Yue couldn’t even tear Ling Mo’s coat.

Ling Mo dragged her up from the floor and then pinned her face-down on the office desk.

The frantic thrusts made Ban Yue’s sensations increasingly peculiar, and at the same time, her Psychic Power was gradually recovering.

“Am I about to grow it?” Ban Yue wondered, truly feeling like something was about to emerge from within her.

At this moment, Ling Mo seemed to have lost all reason. The two of them collided from the desk to the window.

As the office cabinet was knocked over, a loud crash resounded.

Amidst this crash, Ling Mo’s thrusts reached their climax!

“Ah!”

A sharp scream suddenly pierced the air, and at the same time, the wall was completely smashed into a large hole!

A cloud of dust engulfed the entire room. Ye Lian was the first to rush in, while Xia Na, having squeezed through, immediately swung her Scythe towards the door.

“Bang!”

With the Scythe’s strike, the already shaky door flew off, crashing into the wall opposite the corridor.

But Xia Na immediately frowned. From the feel of it, she hadn’t hit anyone.

Yu Shiran had escaped…

Although Zombies have excellent vision, they are also affected by dust. Ye Lian, relying on the Psychic Link, went straight to the door of the Inner Room.

But inside the Inner Room, Ye Lian only saw Ling Mo, whose eyes were red and filled with extreme ferocity…

“Damn…”

Ling Mo lay in the corner, still clutching a piece of torn clothing, which matched the color of Ban Yue’s clothing.

His Tang Sword lay in front of him, the tip still dripping with blood.

On the windowsill were two bloody footprints, likely left by Ban Yue and Yu Shiran.

“Almost got bitten by that little girl…”

Ling Mo had regained clarity at the critical moment.

If not for that, his Dick might not have been spared.

The instant Yu Shiran entered, she lunged at him first thing.

Recalling the look in that Loli’s eyes, eager to take a bite, sent shivers down Ling Mo’s spine.

After being blocked by Ling Mo’s sword, Yu Shiran decisively dragged the limp Ban Yue and fled.

Thinking of the expression Ban Yue showed in that final moment, Ling Mo couldn’t help but feel a wave of satisfaction.

“Remember that feeling well!” Ling Mo thought to himself.

Ye Lian rushed over and hastily pulled Ling Mo up, asking, “Ling-Ge… are you… are you okay?”

“I’m fine…”

Ling Mo felt a bit embarrassed, having been completely overtaken by that Frenzy.

But what was more embarrassing was the weakness in his legs and the ache in his waist…

It seemed that without the effect of the drugs and that Frenzy, Ling Mo wouldn’t have been able to make Ban Yue reach climax continuously, much less leave her unable to stand…

“Are you really okay?” Xia Na also walked up to Ling Mo, giving him a skeptical once-over.

Ling Mo forced himself to stand straight, then promptly fell forward into Xia Na’s arms: “I… I’m not okay…”

Xia Na quickly caught Ling Mo, but his first words after crashing into her embrace were: “Not soft enough, you still need to improve.”

“Hmph!”

A strange glint flashed in Xia Na’s eyes, and then she quietly stepped back.

Without her support, Ling Mo immediately fell forward again, but Ye Lian swiftly caught him.

Watching Xia Na head out the door with her Scythe, Ling Mo couldn’t help but feel a sense of familiarity.

Could it be that Xia Na was slowly integrating her personalities?

Li Yalin seemed eager to continue the chase, but after glancing at Ling Mo’s condition, she hesitated.

“Forget it, I’ve got this.”

Ling Mo shook the piece of clothing in his hand and said.

Stepping out of the Inner Room, Ling Mo couldn’t help but be taken aback by the large hole in the wall and the door that had been smashed off its hinges.

Moments ago, his thoughts were in complete disarray, so he hadn’t realized the extent of the commotion.

But now, just by looking at it, he could easily imagine the immense power of their attacks.

They had practically demolished a wall with their sheer strength…

And it wasn’t like they had used sledgehammers; they were wielding weapons.

Except for Xia Na’s Scythe, which was quite large and heavy, both Ye Lian and Li Yalin didn’t have the means to tear down a wall with their bare hands.

“You’ve worked hard…”

Ling Mo couldn’t help but reach out and ruffle Ye Lian’s ears as he spoke.

She immediately lowered her head and bit her lip, clearly enjoying Ling Mo’s affectionate gesture.

As soon as they reached the hallway, a massive shadow lunged at them, stopping right in front of Ling Mo.

Even though they had established a Psychic Link, making it his Zombie Puppet, having such a Fierce Beast suddenly pounce so close still made Ling Mo’s heart skip a beat.

The Third Stage Mutation Giant Dog still had some external wounds, but they didn’t seem to hinder it much anymore, as its movements were significantly more agile.

Probably due to just having fed, its eyes were blood-red, and its breathing was somewhat erratic, suggesting it was rapidly recovering and possibly leveling up.

The dog crouched in front of Ling Mo, attempting to roll over to show affection, but its enormous body barely completed one roll before its head crashed into the opposite wall.

“…”

Watching it slowly get back up, shaking its head, Ling Mo was left speechless.

Why did this dog exude such a goofy aura when it wasn’t in combat…

“Here.” Ling Mo brought the piece of Ban Yue’s clothing to its nose. “Remember this scent. If she dares to show up again, bite her immediately, got it?”

This was just a precaution. Based on Ban Yue’s expression before she left, Ling Mo doubted she would be brave enough to face him again.

The Third Stage Mutation Giant Dog let out a low growl and took a couple of deep sniffs.

“Well-trained indeed…”

This scene left Ling Mo quite satisfied, so he patted its head as a sign of encouragement. “That name ‘Wang Cai’ is too lame. I’ll give you a new name.”

“Black Silk.”

Xia Na, holding her Scythe, suddenly suggested.

“Uh… alright. You’ll be called Black Silk then.” Ling Mo blinked before nodding in agreement.

“By the way, is this ‘Black Silk’ the kind I’m thinking of?”

Xia Na glanced up at Ling Mo, her chest subtly pushed forward: “No…”