Chapter 148 – You Have Potential, Learn the Pose with Me

After parting ways with Luo Heng and the others, Ling Mo’s group quickly turned into an alley, swiftly leaving the area.

In such a densely populated zombie area, taking the back roads was much safer than crossing the main streets.

As she watched Ling Mo and his group disappear completely at the alley’s entrance, Wang Lin couldn’t quite describe her feelings.

She stood there in a daze for a while, then mumbled two words as if talking to herself: “Take care.”

Her voice was so faint that even Zhang Ning, who was standing right next to her, didn’t catch it… “Senior Sister, didn’t you say you knew the general direction? Where is it exactly?”

Ling Mo, carrying a bulging backpack and with a short knife tucked into his waist, asked.

Li Yalin deliberately kept a certain distance from him, clearly still unwilling to get too close to humans.

Upon hearing Ling Mo’s question, her expression turned cold again, but under the constraint of the psychic link, she had no choice but to respond: “This… this way…”

Ling Mo could immediately tell if Li Yalin was lying through her psychic waves. However, Li Yalin wasn’t foolish enough to give him a chance to teach her a lesson, so she spoke the truth.

But Li Yalin’s memory was very vague; she could only recall a general direction.

For Ling Mo’s group, a general direction was enough. As long as they got close to Baihua District, Xia Na should be able to recognize the way.

Listening to Li Yalin’s somewhat cold and extremely displeased tone, both Ye Lian and Xia Na frowned.

After giving Li Yalin a glance, Xia Na leaned over and whispered something to Ye Lian.

At that moment, Ling Mo was busy pulling out the notebook Luo Heng had given him from his pocket, so he didn’t notice the little interaction between the two female zombies.

“Ling-Ge…” Ye Lian nodded and then walked over to Ling Mo, whispering to him, “I… I think she… isn’t quite familiar with us yet. How about… we let her stay with us… we can train… I mean, teach her… how to do things…”

“Hmm, that’s a good idea… Wait, did you just say train?”

Ling Mo was about to nod in agreement when he suddenly sensed something off. He glanced at Ye Lian, noticing that although her face was expressionless, her eyes seemed a bit evasive, and he immediately understood.

He had previously instructed Xia Na not to always target Li Yalin, and she had remembered that restriction well.

But now it seemed she hadn’t given up. After being restricted herself, she had Ye Lian come forward to try and fool Ling Mo… “These two little brats actually dared to scheme together to deceive me, plotting right under my nose!”

Ling Mo understood, but outwardly he showed a thoughtful expression. “However, you two haven’t done well enough. Here’s the deal: if you want to teach Li Yalin, you two need to improve first. So, I’ve decided to work a bit harder and spend some time each night teaching you both the proper poses! No, I mean… proper human etiquette!”

Ye Lian thought for a moment, then looked back at Xia Na, who also nodded. She then agreed, “Okay…”

“But to ensure the quality of the training, you two must promise to cooperate fully, listen well, and not resist.” Ling Mo seized the opportunity to add.

These two female zombies always struggled whenever he tried to pin them down. Ye Lian wasn’t too difficult, but holding down Xia Na was a real challenge.

They were incredibly fast, agile, and strong. While Ling Mo could easily influence them with his puppet control ability, he didn’t want to use it for such shameless activities.

Such behavior could easily cause permanent neural damage to his zombie puppets.

So, many times, Ling Mo found himself doing something very physically exhausting, leaving both him and the female zombies drenched in sweat.

That was… a game of cat and mouse!

But if they promised not to resist, it would be much more enjoyable… Ling Mo thought, a smile creeping onto his lips.

Ye Lian hesitated for a moment. She sensed that something seemed a bit off, but since the request came from Ling Mo, she thought it over and still nodded. “Okay…”

“Great! In that case, the task of… um, educating Senior Sister Li Yalin is now your responsibility!”

Ling Mo waved his hand cheerfully.

He thought to himself, Senior Sister, no matter what, I’m still your junior. For the sake of your junior’s happiness, you’ll have to make a small sacrifice for now…

At that moment, Li Yalin was at the front, swinging a baseball bat that Ling Mo had found for her. With a wild and elegant style, she smashed the skulls of all the zombies blocking her path.

Although these zombies were somewhat intimidated by the three advanced zombies, seeing Ling Mo present made them show signs of preparing to attack.

This was because ordinary zombies acted purely on instinct. The natural hierarchy and their craving for human flesh meant that their completely unconscious minds couldn’t recognize or differentiate clearly.

They might not dare to attack Ye Lian and the others directly, but they would try to bypass Li Yalin at the forefront to reach Ling Mo.

This is why, although Ling Mo could control a group of mutation zombies to clear the way, he couldn’t rely on their presence to keep ordinary zombies at bay. These brainless creatures would never ignore Ling Mo’s presence just because they were afraid of higher-level zombies.

Watching Li Yalin’s display of violent elegance, Ling Mo was secretly amazed.

Although she hadn’t fully regained her true strength, her agility in dodging one zombie after another was evident. The baseball bat in her hand sliced through the air like it was cutting through butter, and each swing was accompanied by a dull thud.

The zombies that fell under her attacks almost never got back up. Even if one was still alive, struggling to lift itself, she would stomp on its neck with a sharp, forceful motion.

With a sickening “crack” that made one’s teeth ache, she would stomp them back to the ground.

Ling Mo watched Li Yalin for a while before shifting his attention to the notebook in his hand.

Since there was no immediate danger and he didn’t need to intervene, he figured he might as well use the time while traveling to see what information Luo Heng had recorded. Perhaps he could find something useful.

Only he could multitask like this while on the move. With three advanced female zombies by his side, as long as they didn’t encounter other advanced zombies or get surrounded by a large number of zombies, Ling Mo’s safety was quite high.

If other survivors saw him like this, they would probably think they were hallucinating.

The notes were quite miscellaneous at first, and it seemed they had been recorded from a long time ago.

Luo Heng’s descriptions were a bit simple, and his wording wasn’t great, but it still conveyed the emotions he felt while writing.

“Today was a terrifying day. While on guard duty, an elderly lady who had just passed by suddenly went mad, rushed at a pedestrian, and started biting him. Despite her age, she managed to knock down a grown man in one go. The young man screamed for help, and just as I was about to save him, chaos erupted everywhere… Countless people turned into those man-eating monsters, and there was blood everywhere. Even my former comrades came at me with claws bared like the zombies in movies.”

This was on the first page, but the handwriting was particularly messy, and it was covered in dirty blood stains.

It was evident that this wasn’t written on the day it happened, but rather recalled by Luo Heng later.

Ling Mo understood the need to find an outlet for such emotions, as he had felt the same way back then. During the frantic escape, most people probably felt they were on the verge of breaking down.

“I can’t remember everything clearly anymore. It was too chaotic, too terrifying. The entire city seemed to go mad. This madness lasted for several days without any aid, because other places were experiencing the same thing. Some monsters awakened early, while others did so later. I ran with a team for an entire afternoon, only for one of the team members to suddenly mutate and kill more than half of us… I don’t even remember how I survived those days. All I know is that once the chaos ended, the entire world fell silent.”

“A dead silence, a desolate landscape—this must be what the apocalypse described in novels looks like.”

“Although I survived, it feels like my heart has died, and I’m numb all over. I need to find a reason to keep living, to find meaning in my survival.”

“I will record everything I see and hear from others, and one day, I will hand it over to the army, to the nation. This information will definitely be useful.”

These words were written sporadically. After this, Luo Heng’s entries became much more formal.

Ling Mo could truly empathize with these notes. Most survivors had likely experienced similar ordeals.

Although he was in the outskirts, Ling Mo also endured a terrifying and dark period when the disaster first struck.

He watched helplessly as countless people were torn apart and devoured right in front of him, and the twisted, hideous faces of the zombies challenged the limits of ordinary people’s endurance.

But Ling Mo always considered himself fortunate. He now had the means to continue living and had found his purpose for survival early on.

The later entries in the notebook were a summary of Luo Heng’s observations. Being in the city from the beginning, Luo Heng naturally had more information than Ling Mo and had encountered many more survivors.

Luo Heng had meticulously documented the situation in several nearby blocks. He noted which areas had fewer zombies but also fewer resources, and which areas were bustling commercial zones with abundant supplies but an overwhelming number of zombies. His records on the various types of zombies were detailed, even more so than Ling Mo’s understanding. It was clear that Luo Heng had been very observant, noting even the slightest characteristics of the zombies. However, when it came to advanced zombies, Luo Heng’s knowledge was limited, whereas Ling Mo could be considered an expert in that area.

“This could be considered an urban survival guide, right? Although not comprehensive, it could indeed save a lot of time and effort for any rescue teams,” Ling Mo thought to himself.

In the apocalypse, the two most critical shortages were supplies and information. This notebook was invaluable to Ling Mo. After skimming through it, he carefully placed it in his backpack.

By then, they had emerged from the alley and onto another main street.

There were about a hundred zombies in the area. Ling Mo cracked his neck and stretched his wrists before drawing his short knife.

As the zombies started to notice Ling Mo and charged at him in a frenzy, he twirled his knife and shouted, “You go ahead, I’ll cover you from behind!”

Simultaneously, his psychic tentacles lashed out, immediately taking control of the few zombies at the front.

These zombies abruptly turned and attacked their own kind. The three advanced female zombies also dove into the horde, resulting in a scene of flying blood and severed limbs.

Ling Mo followed behind his zombie puppets, carefully protecting himself while expertly targeting the most troublesome zombies.

Freed from the constraints of being around other survivors, Ling Mo could finally unleash his full potential. On that street, although only his silhouette was visible, it was the zombies that fell in the almost silent carnage…