Chapter 490 – Nightmare Infiltration

Bang—

Xing Yao glanced at Li Hao, who had been thrown onto the bed, and then closed the door.

The middle-aged man who had just left had given him an additional task: to guard this guy and prevent him from wandering around.

“Can this guy even move? It’ll probably take ten days to half a month before he can walk properly.”

Xing Yao felt this extra instruction was somewhat unnecessary.

Although his original job was to be on alert… since the Air Force Corps wasn’t as organized as it used to be, such minor, inconspicuous temporary duty shifts didn’t really matter.

“But… watching over this unlucky guy, will I catch some bad luck too?”

Leaning against the wall, Xing Yao thought idly, “Damn, not even someone to chat with!”

To be honest, he was still very curious, not about Li Hao, but about the group that had clashed with Li Hao.

Openly confronting the Air Force Corps, taking down two groups of people, and destroying two helicopters…

These matters had nothing to do with the lower ranks, but the rumors were already spreading like wildfire.

An ordinary person causing such chaos for the Air Force Corps? Impressive!

Thinking of this, Xing Yao glanced through the small window on the door and couldn’t help but smirk.

Usually so arrogant, but now taken down by an ordinary person?

…

At this moment, Li Hao, lying on the bed, turned his head to look at the few bottles of pills on the bedside table.

His eyes scanned the room, and after confirming there were no surveillance cameras, he suddenly sat up.

His movements were quick and agile, nothing like someone who had just been severely injured.

In reality, this body was indeed injured, but such injuries were nothing to a zombie.

With the zombie’s self-healing ability, he merely looked miserable on the outside; his internal injuries were already rapidly healing.

“Ha!”

Li Hao… or rather Ling Mo, jumped off the bed and quickly approached the door, then peered out through the window.

The guard was now sitting on a chair, facing this direction but not staring at the door.

“Unbelievable, I actually managed to sneak in! And I wasn’t shot on the spot…”

Ling Mo felt a bit excited; the feeling of infiltrating the enemy’s stronghold was indeed something different.

At least for Ling Mo, this was quite a fresh experience, unlike the last time he infiltrated Falcon.

“Am I the new 007 or what…”

However, successfully sneaking in was only the beginning.

Ling Mo calmed himself down and then reached out to turn the doorknob.

“Click, click…”

He tried it, and immediately let go in disappointment.

As expected, they had locked him in.

But for a zombie, a lock like this could be easily broken with a strong hit.

They only locked the door and assigned a guard; it seemed getting beaten up by Xia Na was indeed the right choice.

An injured person is always more misleading than a healthy one.

On the other hand, Li Hao was still the captain of the 9th Squad. Although he had made a huge mistake, he hadn’t been dismissed.

Besides, hadn’t he voluntarily come back?

He could have just run away and become a big shot among the survivors, but he chose to come back.

This alone was enough to make others drop their guard around him.

Look, Li Hao is so cooperative, why bother with strict surveillance? Just a symbolic guard would do…

“No rush, no rush, take it slow.”

Ling Mo then turned his gaze back to the room, looking around.

The room didn’t seem like a cell; it looked like it might be Li Hao’s own room, although it seemed to have been searched.

Places that might have held weapons were now empty.

Aside from some daily necessities, his colleagues had only left him a few bottles of pills and didn’t even have a doctor check on him.

“Not having a doctor is perfect. If they noticed something, it would be bad.”

Ling Mo relished the situation. This treatment, which would have infuriated Li Hao, was actually quite satisfying to him.

One side of the room had a window facing the airport. Ling Mo moved to the window, lifted a corner of the curtain, and peeked outside, showing a hint of surprise.

His gaze stretched towards the distant wilderness, and he suddenly waved his hand.

At this moment, in the wilderness, a small figure suddenly jumped up: “Wow! That guy!”

“Shh!”

Ling Mo’s main body immediately covered Yu Shiran’s mouth. Just as she was about to resist, Black Silk betrayed her…

Black Silk’s silver threads quickly wrapped around them both, bundling them tightly and causing them to fall into the grass.

“Mmph! Mmph!”

“Black Silk, even with your main body in that state, you still don’t forget to pounce on me?! Damn! Damn!! Xiao Bai, you dare… ah!”

…

This sudden turn of events caused Zombie Puppet Ling Mo to pause for a moment before he continued his actions after two seconds.

The window directly faced the spot where the main body and the others were hiding. This was good news, as it would make their actions more convenient.

Though the distance was a bit far, there were always ways to manage when needed.

The inner room of the house was a storage room, but unfortunately, aside from clothes, there wasn’t much else to find.

“Forget it, being a zombie is the greatest weapon in itself.”

Ling Mo raised his eyebrows indifferently and casually broke open a locked drawer and pulled it open.

“Huh?”

He reached in and pulled out a bunch of keys, looking at them curiously.

The keys had white tape on them with numbers like “1” and “6” written in ballpoint pen.

Clearly, these were room numbers.

However, what these rooms were used for, Ling Mo didn’t know yet.

Absorbing memories was one thing, but since the information wasn’t originally in his mind, even if he encountered something familiar, it wouldn’t come to him immediately.

Just like that middle-aged man from before… The reason Ling Mo didn’t speak was partly to hide his identity and partly because he couldn’t remember who that guy was at all!

“Li Hao, you should pay a bit more attention to your interpersonal relationships! Not being able to remember is one thing, but that middle-aged man clearly had a look of a mortal enemy! You don’t even remember your enemy’s name, seriously…”

Ling Mo muttered to himself, then put the bunch of keys away carefully.

He had already been searched when he entered, and even had his clothes changed. Hiding something now probably wouldn’t attract any further attention.

From the middle-aged man’s words, Ling Mo confirmed one of his suspicions.

Considering Li Hao fled back in such a sorry state, if he wasn’t executed immediately, he would likely face repeated interrogations.

He’d be asked to disclose all information about Ling Mo and his group, detailing the entire sequence of events… They might even ask about Ling Mo’s current whereabouts.

Li Hao appeared to be on the run, possibly having faced multiple attacks from Ling Mo along the way.

“It doesn’t matter what they ask, as long as I know who wants to kill me.”

Ling Mo lightly clenched his fist, the veins on the back of his seemingly ordinary hand immediately bulging.

The originally dark veins slowly turned crimson.

He looked up at a mirror hanging behind a few pieces of clothing.

In the mirror was a pale and scarred face, but what was truly chilling were the eyes that had suddenly turned blood-red.

“Anyone who wants to kill me, I’ll make sure you die before you can carry out your plans.”

If these people were just a bunch of weaklings, Ling Mo might have dismissed them as nothing.

But they were heavily armed, powerful, and well-connected.

They had the capability to kill him, they just hadn’t realized yet that they needed a stronger weapon to do so.

But now, they should have realized.

“Too late.”

Ling Mo suddenly clenched his fist tightly and punched the mirror.

The glass shattered silently, yet there wasn’t a single scratch on the back of his hand.

For Ling Mo, rapidly pushing a completely mindless and forever unintelligent zombie to Mutation-Level wasn’t too difficult.

And a Mutation-Level zombie, fully controlled by a human, was a nightmare for a large survivor settlement like this…