Chapter 464 – Figures in the Moonlit Night

The concrete jungle, cloaked in night, was eerily silent. Yet beneath this veneer of tranquility, countless unseen currents were surging.

A dark figure crouched on a balcony, eyes fixed intently on the alley below.

Beneath a mop of tangled hair, red eyes gleamed with a savage, bloodthirsty light, almost glowing in the darkness.

Suppressing all signs of life, the figure blended into the shadows like a mere statue.

Even those glowing eyes were hidden beneath the veil of unruly hair.

This was a human-shaped beast, silently awaiting the appearance of its prey…

“Whoosh!”

Suddenly, another figure appeared at the mouth of the alley, his twisted face turned towards the alley as he sniffed the air.

The thick scent of blood permeated the area, but he detected nothing unusual.

The crouching shadow was concealed by an awning, leaving him unseen.

However, a severed arm lying below the balcony caught his attention.

“Ugh…”

A faint, raspy growl emerged from his throat. The figure, seemingly as unsteady as a drunkard, leaned forward and lunged at the severed arm with astonishing speed.

As he passed beneath the balcony, the shadow descended from above.

Feet hooked onto the balcony railing, the figure hung upside down, grabbing the man’s head with thin but powerful hands.

“Crack!”

The head was twisted off with a swift motion, and the shadow immediately hoisted the headless body back up.

Blood spurted out, forming a vivid fountain behind the shadow…

Scenes of hunting and being hunted were playing out all around.

The night belonged to the zombies…

The virus had bestowed upon them not only a bloodthirsty instinct and enhanced physical abilities, but also innate stealth skills and blood-red eyes that could pierce the darkness…

Their apparent weakness was intelligence.

However, as human survivors acquired more weapons and survival techniques, the zombies, through evolution, gradually regained the intelligence they had as humans…

The struggle between the two sides seemed to be entering a new phase.

The arrival of spring felt like the opening act…

But regardless of the season, on nights like these, human survivors remained vulnerable.

Whether searching or traveling, few dared to venture out at night…

As blood splattered everywhere, the headless body collapsed with a thud.

Simultaneously, a cold glint flashed from above the balcony.

The shadow that had just leapt out to enjoy its meal was cut down mid-air, falling to the ground.

“Thud!”

With the shadow’s fall, a short figure wielding an exaggerated broadsword also wobbled to the ground.

“Heh, heh, another cabbage chopped…”

He muttered to himself, then bent over to grab the zombie’s ankle: “We can stir-fry this cabbage for everyone back home…”

Looking out from the alley, a high-end hotel came into view.

The short figure paused, as if listening to someone, and nodded slightly. He licked his lips involuntarily as he gazed at the hotel: “Is that a vegetable garden…”

He hesitated, seemingly answering someone’s question: “Of course, it’s a vegetable garden.”

“Okay, I threw it away…”

With that, he tossed the body aside, slung the broadsword over his shoulder, and suddenly sprinted towards the hotel.

Moments ago, he had been wobbling unsteadily, but now, in action, the shortie moved with remarkable agility, like a nimble monkey…

Meanwhile, the mutation panda, Xiao Bai, was lying on its back inside a store. Although Ling Mo had ordered it to guard, sleeping while guarding had always been its specialty.

Despite many of its habits changing drastically after the mutation, Xiao Bai still retained one fundamental panda instinct: a love for sleep.

Having consumed a considerable amount of zombie gel during the day, Xiao Bai was now digesting the virus within its body.

Internally, its body was gradually transforming as it processed the virus.

“MeGu~”

Xiao Bai let out a contented burp, moving its paw that covered its eyes slightly upwards, gently scratching its head.

Over the past few days, Xiao Bai had grown accustomed to its current way of life.

Although it occasionally stretched out a paw, trying to sever the psychic link it couldn’t see but could clearly feel, it didn’t show much resistance in its actions.

There was sleep, there was food, and although it seemed like it was bound by an invisible chain, its movements weren’t greatly restricted.

Its instincts felt some aversion to this sensation, but in Xiao Bai’s muddled thoughts, it always felt that thinking about it would be a troublesome matter…

And trouble meant that suffocating, uncomfortable feeling…

“MeGu…”

Xiao Bai seemed to recall that feeling again and shook its head uncomfortably, then suddenly opened its eyes.

The surroundings were very quiet, apart from the sound of the wind and the faint creaking noises from the furniture expanding and contracting with temperature changes…

“Crack! Crack!”

Xiao Bai silently rolled onto its feet, retreating into the shadows, eyes fixed on the dark door.

This door led to a street-facing shop, and outside was the street, with the hotel where Ling Mo and the others were staying just across from it.

Before sleeping, Xiao Bai had left its scent all over the wall by the door using various methods. Regular zombies wouldn’t easily approach.

Although this might attract senior zombies, senior zombies weren’t so abundant that they had nothing better to do than sniff walls all day…

Despite the silence, Xiao Bai’s beast instincts were stirring.

It felt as if some danger was approaching…

Inside the hotel, Ling Mo, who was lying among the female zombies, also suddenly opened his eyes.

“What’s going on? Why is there such a strong psychic fluctuation all of a sudden…”

Ling Mo glanced towards the door, then slowly closed his eyes again. In the moment his eyes shut, his consciousness entered the psychic realm of the mutation panda, Xiao Bai, through the psychic link.

With vision sharing, when the main body’s sight was temporarily “closed,” everything Ling Mo could see came from the perspective of the mutation panda, Xiao Bai.

This sensation felt as if Ling Mo himself had suddenly become a panda. However, unlike control, Xiao Bai’s actions were not directed by him.

Ling Mo was merely being cautious, wanting to see what was happening…

The sudden psychic fluctuation might just be because it needed to pee, after all.

Nothing significant had happened in the past few days, so there was no need to be overly tense…

“Ah!”

Just as Ling Mo adjusted to Xiao Bai’s perspective, he saw a figure burst through the door, yelling, “You’re the one guarding the vegetable garden, aren’t you!”

Then a cold gleam descended from above, like a crescent moon, slashing fiercely towards Xiao Bai’s head!

“Damn! I just switched over!”

The sudden scene startled Ling Mo, but Xiao Bai’s reflexes were indeed strong.

Before the intruder had even entered, Xiao Bai was already prepared. Although the opponent’s attack was swift, Xiao Bai still managed to leap to the side at the last moment.

A mere fraction of a second’s pause while dodging the blade, Xiao Bai leaped up and swiped at the shortie’s head with a paw.

This panda slap was not only fast but also brutal!

The sharp whistling of the wind, the massive paw, and five claws sharp as knives shot out.

“Clang!”

The shortie missed his slash, but immediately brought his blade up to block. When the paw collided with the blade, sparks flew!

“MeGu!”

Xiao Bai’s strength was far superior to the shortie’s. Although he managed to block the attack, he couldn’t help but be pushed back several steps, crashing into the wall, with a hint of blood in his breath.

“Whoosh!”

From Xiao Bai’s wrist bone, a new claw shot out.

Though the five claws were blocked, this new claw aimed directly for the shorty’s temple from the side.

The panda’s sixth claw!

The shortie, relying on his small stature, ducked, and the claw skimmed just above his head.

Even so, the sixth claw left a streak of blood and a few strands of hair on Xiao Bai’s paw.