Chapter 662 – Blood Blossoms on the Road

“Who would have thought, you were quite restrained.” Watching the investigative team members leave, Zhang Yu looked at Yuwen Xuan with a complex expression and said.

“Is it just restraint?” Yuwen Xuan asked in return.

“You handled it well… but I don’t want to praise you!” Zhang Yu rolled his eyes, then asked seriously, “Honestly, what would you have done if they had been more aggressive?”

Yuwen Xuan stretched and laughed, “What could I do? Right now, they can’t do anything to us, and they still need our aerial support. As for us… we temporarily rely on their food supplies. But food can be grown, how do you build an airplane? It’s obvious who has the upper hand, isn’t it?”

“That’s true…” Zhang Yu nodded, but after a brief silence, he couldn’t help but ask, “Actually, you’re just waiting to find Ling Mo and let him decide, aren’t you?”

“Yes!” Yuwen Xuan replied.

Such candor!

Zhang Yu slapped his forehead and asked with a headache, “Although I can roughly guess the reason, I still want to ask… why are you so fixated on Ling Mo? You have an airport, a team, and the only air force corps in the province. And he is just…”

“A small team, right?” Yuwen Xuan completed his sentence.

Zhang Yu felt a bit embarrassed but still gritted his teeth and nodded, “Yes. I don’t deny his ability, and I know this air force corps is thanks to him, but now we are the ones building and expanding this place. If he comes and takes over…”

Zhang Yu didn’t finish his sentence, but he knew Yuwen Xuan understood.

The credit belongs to Ling Mo, but changing the boss suddenly would unsettle everyone underneath.

Moreover, no one would willingly hand over something that’s already theirs.

This thought was selfish and even somewhat shameless, but Zhang Yu had to say it.

Yuwen Xuan thought for a moment, slightly frowning, then said, “The reason is actually quite simple. First, where he is, Yalin is. Second, I’ll keep that as a little secret for now. Maybe you don’t understand, but remember one thing. Ling Mo has much more than you think.”

After speaking, Yuwen Xuan squinted his eyes mysteriously, looking as if he was lost in thought.

His unconditional trust in Ling Mo was something outsiders wouldn’t understand, nor would he ever explain it.

But the mere fact that Ling Mo could coexist peacefully with the zombies was enough to make him extraordinarily valuable.

Zhang Yu was instantly shaken, then he looked at Yuwen Xuan, thoughtful.

He believed that Yuwen Xuan, this madman, wouldn’t make wild claims about such matters, and moreover, Ling Mo’s abilities were clear for all to see. If he had even more terrifying secrets, it would make sense…

“You’re just dozing off!” Zhang Yu suddenly shouted angrily.

…

At that moment, on a highway several hundred kilometers away from Falcon Second Camp, an off-road vehicle was speeding along.

One zombie after another emerged continuously from the road and its sides, charging at the off-road vehicle like moths to a flame.

But just as they were about to collide with the vehicle, these zombies would suddenly leap without warning, not only dodging the car but also landing perfectly on the roof or windshield.

However, the off-road vehicle always managed to adjust its direction at the critical moment, causing the zombies to miss and fall heavily to the ground.

Without precise judgment and rich experience, this was extremely difficult to pull off.

The zombies’ movements were swift and accurate, leaving little time for most people to react.

To escape them, the best strategy was to keep distance.

“Haha, another one fell!” Li Yalin excitedly pressed against the window, looking back at the scene.

The fallen zombie quickly got up again, its body tilted and its arm hanging down, stubbornly chasing the car.

But before it could accelerate, a blood hole suddenly appeared on its face, causing its mouth and nose to disappear.

It took two more steps forward before collapsing to the ground with a thud.

Several other zombies that had been following behind soon reached the body, crouching down to start tearing it apart. For a while, all that could be seen were the clustering zombies and blood splattering all around.

Inside the vehicle, Ye Lian glanced at the still-smoking gun barrel, her face devoid of any emotion.

Xia Na, who was driving, had eyes that glinted with excitement. The more zombies appeared ahead, the more sinister her smile became.

After skillfully dodging a few zombies, one finally managed to grab onto the side mirror with the help of its fallen comrades. It then lunged towards the vehicle.

However, just as it was about to hit the car, it seemed to be yanked back by an invisible force and was flung to the ground.

“Ling-Ge’s coordination isn’t bad either!” Xia Na praised.

Ling Mo, sitting in the passenger seat, gave her an exasperated look before turning to glance at the third row of seats.

Mu Chen was sitting there, pale-faced and looking as if he might faint at any moment.

“Should I slow down?” Xia Na noticed Ling Mo’s concern and asked.

“It’s better to have short, sharp pain than prolonged suffering…” Ling Mo said somberly.

“…You bastard…ugh!” Mu Chen started to curse but was quickly overcome by nausea, covering his mouth.

Ignoring Mu Chen’s furious glare, Ling Mo took out his mobile phone and checked it again. “Are we almost at Cuihu?”

“We reach Xinlan first. But close enough, it’s within Cuihu’s territory,” Xia Na replied.

“Xinlan…” Li Yalin muttered thoughtfully from her seat.

Ling Mo immediately turned around and asked, “Yalin, does it ring a bell?”

“It feels…familiar.” Li Yalin furrowed her brows, thinking hard, but eventually shook her head. “I don’t know, I can’t recall.”

“It’s alright, take your time.” Ling Mo said. Given a zombie’s vast and fragmented memory, locating a small place name in it wasn’t easy at all.

For zombies, memories don’t have weight or significance—no deep, nostalgic, or regretful recollections.

They categorize based on usefulness, and for Li Yalin, Xinlan Town probably fell under the useless category.

The fact that Li Yalin had any reaction to Xinlan at all surprised Ling Mo.

Reflecting on it, he realized he scarcely knew much about Li Yalin’s past.

She had been a well-liked senior sister, while he was an ordinary, unremarkable guy—hardly any reason for their paths to cross.

But now, being her mate, Ling Mo found himself curious about her life before becoming a zombie. How could he help her evolve to her ideal form without understanding her past?

However, such things take time. Perhaps, once they truly entered Xinlan Town, she might recall something related to her past…

The screeching sound of tires skidding on the ground was heard again, accompanied by Xia Na and Li Yalin’s laughter, and Xu Shuhan’s delayed, abrupt shout.

“If it weren’t for the improvement in my Puppet Control Ability, I’d really struggle to maintain contact at this speed,” Ling Mo couldn’t help but glance backward, thinking to himself.

At this time, more than 1,500 meters away from Ling Mo’s group, a large white shadow carrying a small figure was racing along the highway.

Although this white furball looked cumbersome and had a pigeon-toed gait that seemed like it would trip over itself at any moment, its speed was astonishingly fast.

Every now and then, some aimless zombies appeared on the road, having lost track of the off-road vehicle and were now wandering aimlessly.

The white furball didn’t bother dodging; it charged straight ahead. Just as it was about to engage in close combat with the zombies, it would suddenly lift a front paw and slap them away with a “thwap.”

The strong paw would send the zombies flying effortlessly, like swatting flies.

By the time the zombies scrambled to their feet, the white furball had already sped far away.

“Howl!”

The injured zombie hardly took a few steps before two other zombies pounced on it from behind. Before it could struggle, an arm was torn off, and its abdomen was ripped open, revealing a gaping hole.

As blood spread on the desolate highway, the only sounds that remained were the zombies’ chewing and the gurgling noises as they swallowed the blood…

“Xiao Bai, run faster! No, wait… don’t run! Ah, I don’t know what to do!”

Perched on Xiao Bai’s back, Yu Shiran frowned, her face full of puzzlement and conflicted emotions.