Chapter 198 – Two People Stacked Together Can Lead to Misunderstandings

Both had only one hand to use. Zhao Zhi gripped a narrow and short iron bar, which didn’t hinder his Superpower usage.

Ling Mo’s Superpower, on the other hand, didn’t need any physical action; using his brain was enough.

He held the Tang Sword, its sharp blade glinting coldly under the light.

From outside the room came the sound of “bang bang” as the door was being rammed. Ye Lian and the three girls were trying their best to break in.

But soon, the ramming stopped. Through the Psychic Link, Ling Mo knew Ye Lian was attempting to pry the door open now.

However, he couldn’t afford to split his focus to help Ye Lian, not even by extending a single Psychic Tentacle.

The pressure from Zhao Zhi was immense.

Clearly, Zhao Zhi was desperate to finish him off because Ye Lian and the others would break in soon.

As long as Zhao Zhi could defeat Ling Mo before they entered, even without Ling Mo’s Control, Ye Lian and the three girls would still be threatening, maybe even more dangerous. But it was certain that Ling Mo’s death would affect them.

At that moment, he could seize the opportunity to take them down one by one. If not, escaping was still an option.

Zhao Zhi’s plan was indeed ruthless.

After exchanging glances with Ling Mo, Zhao Zhi immediately reached out to grab him.

As blood surged within him, Ling Mo felt as if he had transformed into an iron nail being magnetically pulled towards Zhao Zhi, flying uncontrollably in his direction.

During this, his strength drained continuously, and blood flowed out from his shoulder.

The excruciating pain kept Ling Mo alert. He watched Zhao Zhi tighten his grip and then swing the iron bar down!

“Clang!”

The Psychic Tentacle’s mislead caused Zhao Zhi to overexert when he raised his arm, hitting the water pipe behind and losing his grip on the iron bar.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ling Mo swung the Tang Sword fiercely, slashing horizontally.

Yet, a repulsive force hit him immediately, pushing him away.

But still, the tip of the blade managed to slice into Zhao Zhi’s body.

“Ah!”

Zhao Zhi looked down at his crotch, which had been completely soaked with blood.

The special structure of the Tang Sword made the wound very deep—in other words, his vital areas were severely injured.

“Ah!” Zhao Zhi continued to scream in pain, glaring venomously at Ling Mo, who had just crashed into the wall.

Ling Mo shook his head, using the sword to prop himself up as he stood. “Don’t blame me. Blame yourself. If you hadn’t pushed me away, I could have ended it quickly for you.”

Zhao Zhi gritted his teeth to endure the agony, his eyes turning even redder.

It was as if he were beginning to mutate; the Virus within him seemed to activate all at once.

Under Ling Mo’s observation, Zhao Zhi’s Psychic Light Cluster started to show signs of chaos.

Meanwhile, a tremendous force surrounded Ling Mo, making it difficult for him to move. Zhao Zhi’s skin looked as if it couldn’t handle the strain and began to crack. He spat out a mouthful of blood and slowly bent down to pick up the iron bar, inching closer to Ling Mo.

Zhao Zhi moved slowly, but Ling Mo felt as if all his strength had been drained. He could only lean against the wall, watching Zhao Zhi approach.

At this rate, in less than ten seconds, Ling Mo would be dead at Zhao Zhi’s hands.

It was apparent that using his Superpower this way was also straining Zhao Zhi greatly, but he clearly could hold out long enough to stab Ling Mo through the chest.

What should he do? Cold sweat broke out on Ling Mo’s forehead.

He didn’t want to die here!

“Clang!”

Unable to bear the weight of the Tang Sword anymore, his arm gave way and the heavy sword dropped to the ground.

Ling Mo struggled to extend his fingers, grasping a Crossbow Bolt and slowly pulling it out.

When Zhao Zhi finally reached Ling Mo and, with a sinister smile, aimed the iron bar at Ling Mo’s chest, Ling Mo’s long-prepared Psychic Tentacle launched again.

He knew misleading Zhao Zhi wouldn’t work anymore. No amount of deception could change the fact that he was powerless to resist.

So he used another method: reversing his Control.

Countless Psychic Tentacles wrapped around Zhao Zhi’s Psychic Light Cluster. Normally, Ling Mo would use these moments to attempt Control, establishing a connection between them. But this time, Ling Mo wielded the Psychic Tentacles as weapons.

This idea came from the Spider Queen. She would constrict an arm with her tentacle and then crush it.

Ling Mo’s Psychic Tentacles could similarly crush someone’s mind!

“Go to hell!”

Just as Zhao Zhi uttered these words, an intense pain suddenly surged through his mind!

It felt as if a thousand needles were piercing his brain!

Ling Mo’s Psychic Power was inherently aggressive, being similar to that of a Zombie’s!

Although the intensity wasn’t enough to completely shred Zhao Zhi’s mind, it was enough to make him clutch his head and roll on the ground in agony.

As Zhao Zhi howled and collapsed, Ling Mo found himself freed from the constrain.

He clenched the Crossbow Bolt, slowly squatting down to place the bolt against Zhao Zhi’s chest.

“No… No…”

Zhao Zhi tried to resist, but his mind was already in chaos, compounded by Ling Mo’s relentless mental assault…

“Ah!”

“Those words are back at you, go to hell!”

Ling Mo pressed his full weight onto the Crossbow Bolt, the sharp tip immediately piercing through Zhao Zhi’s chest.

Ling Mo, losing control of his balance, collapsed onto Zhao Zhi’s body.

After a few spasms, Zhao Zhi ceased to move, while Ling Mo felt as if his Psychic Power had been completely drained, his head throbbing with pain.

The longer the Psychic Tentacles strangulated, the faster they dissipated, turning faint and eventually disappearing.

Human mental resistance was exceptionally strong, much stronger than that of an Advanced Zombie. If Ling Mo had attempted Control, he might have been devoured the moment he made contact.

“Who dares to underestimate my Puppet Control Ability now? Look who’s dead, you old bastard…”

Ling Mo was utterly exhausted, feeling weak all over, unable to get up, even finding it hard to move a bit.

“Crack!”

At this moment, Ye Lian pried open the door. As they rushed in, they saw Ling Mo and Zhao Zhi stacked on top of each other.

Stella followed closely behind, covering her mouth with a gasp, “Oh my God!”

“Uh… It’s not what you think. Help me up.”

Ye Lian paused for a moment, asking back, “What should we be thinking?”

“It’s nothing…”

After dragging Ling Mo up, Stella knelt beside Zhao Zhi, murmuring softly, her voice sounding choked.

Ling Mo, in a daze, couldn’t clearly hear her, probably just something like “rest in peace”…

Darn foreign girl, so troublesome. Despite Zhao Zhi ditching her, she still stupidly mourns him…

But with his reproductive organ cut off and almost turned into an idiot, Zhao Zhi was probably far from resting in peace.

Neither Ling Mo nor Ye Lian and the three girls, who were supporting him out of the room, noticed that while Stella was murmuring, she stealthily retrieved two vials from Zhao Zhi’s pocket and slipped them into her own.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth as she flicked away the tears from her eyes.

“Now that Zhao Zhi is dead…”

Stella emerged with red-rimmed eyes, saying, “If he’s dead, then the variation zombie must also be dead. Let’s get out of here…”

“No.”

One of Ling Mo’s targets this time was also the virus within the body of the Spider Queen, so leaving now was not an option.

“Let’s head to Laboratory No. 8 first. Stella, lead the way.”

Ling Mo grabbed Stella, pulling her to the front to lead them.

Laboratory No. 8 wasn’t far from there, and the door didn’t seem particularly sturdy. Li Yalin approached it and kicked the door, creating a small gap.

With a few more kicks, she completely forced the door open.

Stella watched in shock and couldn’t help but ask, “Is that a Superpower or… Kung Fu?”

Ling Mo glanced at Li Yalin, thinking how cool Senior Sister’s moves were…

“Kung Fu,” Ling Mo answered casually. “Ever heard of breaking big stones with bare hands? This is the art of kicking down doors.”

“Wow!” Stella looked at Li Yalin in amazement, her admiration for Ling Mo’s group growing even stronger.

The Laboratory was filled with various items, but locating those specific potions wasn’t too difficult.

A locked metal cabinet…

“Let me handle this.”

Li Yalin seemed keen on the task of unlocking. She slid her uniquely shaped blade into the narrow gap, and with a forceful twist, the metal began to twist.

Amid a grating, tooth-aching sound, Li Yalin tore open the cabinet, revealing a wooden box inside.

“Senior Sister, that’s not unlocking…”

Ye Lian took the wooden box from Li Yalin and opened it, revealing two rows of test tubes, holding five Virus Potions.

The quantity was small but probably sufficient…

After securing the box, as Stella exited the room first, Ling Mo turned his head and suddenly kissed Ye Lian.

He had no choice—the feeling of complete exhaustion was unbearable, and he needed to seize this opportunity to replenish his strength a bit.

No matter how many times they kissed, Ye Lian’s tongue always left Ling Mo feeling insatiable, though the problem was Ye Lian wouldn’t suffocate, but he would…