Chapter 257 – Should We Take a Gamble?

A moment later, Xia Na smiled as she put down her pen, then quickly tore the note into pieces and ran out.

With the psychic link provided by Ling Mo and their own faint mutual sensing, Xia Na quickly found Ye Lian and Li Yalin.

While the three girls headed to the 21st floor, Ling Mo, looking troubled, tore the page off his notebook and crumpled it up, throwing it to Black Silk.

“Here, destroy the evidence,” Ling Mo said, rubbing his temples.

Black Silk let out a low growl, then bowed its head and swallowed the wad of paper.

“Uh… I just wanted you to shred it, not eat it… I really should have named you Bei Niang,” Ling Mo remarked, somewhat surprised, as he patted Black Silk on the head. “I wonder how much your intelligence will improve… I used to call you a dumb dog, but now I hope you stay dumb…”

Thinking back to his paper negotiation with Xia Na, Ling Mo felt a headache coming on.

When a zombie’s intelligence reaches normal human levels but lacks the common sense constraints humans have, that zombie becomes extremely… formidable!

“At least I managed to buy some time… Maybe she’ll forget about the agreement? No, Xia Na said zombies never forget anything…”

Ling Mo tapped his forehead, comforting himself, “What I lose, I’ll get back double from this girl! All those things I gave to boost her combat power, they were just interest!”

But it turned out that his method of shared vision was indeed feasible.

However, this ability currently only worked on Xia Na because her memory and intelligence had largely recovered, and her psychic light cluster had stabilized.

Ye Lian and Li Yalin’s psychic light clusters instinctively resisted and rejected this connection.

This situation left Ling Mo somewhat helpless, but progress is made step by step. Being able to connect with one of them was already an achievement.

The next step was to try to move beyond this pen-and-paper communication mode and attempt to transmit sound directly.

But this would be very difficult and would require a substantial amount of psychic power.

Despite his thoughts, Ling Mo’s attention was now fully focused on the White Collar Zombie Puppet.

Seeing that Ye Lian and the three girls had already reached the 21st floor, he immediately controlled the puppet to wave at them.

This wasn’t the first time they had seen Ling Mo’s puppet, so they weren’t surprised.

As Li Yalin passed by the puppet, she even reached out and slapped its butt.

Though the puppet didn’t share sensations, Ling Mo noticed it instantly.

“You… what… are you… doing…”

The puppet’s voice was hoarse from disuse, making it not only unpleasant but also difficult to understand.

Li Yalin smiled slightly and said, “You always slap me; I just wanted you to know what it feels like.”

“… Tch…” The puppet struggled to twist its mouth into a dissatisfied expression.

Xia Na casually placed her scythe aside and said nonchalantly, “Senior Sister, since Ling-Ge always does that to you, do you want him to know what it feels like to be… well, you know?”

“… What the hell!”

The puppet’s mouth opened, and two words burst out from its throat.

“How… do we do that?” Ye Lian asked curiously.

Li Yalin thought for a moment, pinching her chin, and said, “We just pin him down and hold him down together.”

“Alright, that’s… doable.”

The warehouse was fairly large, with half occupied by storage and the other half serving as a showroom, reception area, and office.

There weren’t many zombies here. Besides the two that attacked the puppet and were taken out by Ling Mo, he had controlled another two, who were now busy moving collapsed furniture.

The ventilation in the pharmaceutical warehouse was quite good. Despite being abandoned for so long, the cardboard boxes remained dry with no musty smell.

Apart from the boxes of medicines on the floor, the display cabinets along the walls also contained a variety of drugs, appearing both numerous and diverse.

Through the shared vision, Xia Na could directly see the list in Ling Mo’s hand, so they quickly began their search.

When it came to those complex names, zombies weren’t interested, but Ling Mo quickly noticed that they had their own efficient search method.

They identified the first, middle, and last three letters, and then memorized them…

Ling Mo specifically controlled the Zombie Puppet to bring over several boxes to store the medicines.

No one would have imagined that in this skyscraper filled with zombies, a few were diligently searching for medicines in a pharmaceutical warehouse…

At least Tom didn’t expect it.

At that moment, Tom was anxiously looking in the direction of the skyscraper.

His phone had been lost, and the zombies on the street had been completely drawn to the vicinity of the building during this time.

While some Senior Zombies had spotted Tom and his team, they were cleared by specialized team members, posing no threat.

The zombies that had been gathered into the fire circle were either burned to death or severely injured, losing their lethality.

A few minutes ago, Sun Zeya, covered in blood but smiling, had run to join them.

After dealing with the persistent zombies chasing her, she had hidden in the bushes for a while. Once the music stopped, she slowly made her way out.

Although several burning zombies had chased her along the way, with Wang Heng providing covering fire, she successfully crossed over a hundred meters to reach the shelter.

Everything on their side was progressing smoothly, but what about Ling Mo?

“It feels like there’s no movement over there…” Tom said anxiously.

Sun Zeya, who was cleaning her bayonet, looked up and smiled, “Why are you so nervous?”

“How can I not be? We’ve put so much effort into this. What if they fail? If this attempt fails, those guys back home will definitely reject the cooperation plan with superhumans.”

Tom sighed and said, “I did a rough estimate, and there might be over a hundred zombies inside, and they could all be Senior Zombies! Can they really handle it?”

He was silent for a moment before making a decision, “Forget it, let’s go check it out. If any of them are injured, we can provide support.”

With that, he grabbed a silenced submachine gun, checked the magazine, and called two team members to join him.

Sun Zeya glanced in the direction of the skyscraper, then sheathed her bayonet and picked up her gun. “I’ll go with you. But I’m going to make a bet with you.”

“What are we betting on?” Tom asked, somewhat puzzled.

“Fifty rounds of ammo. I bet they will come out unscathed and complete the mission successfully,” Sun Zeya said.

A team member couldn’t help but laugh. “Captain Sun, take it easy. Do you know how much we can trade for fifty rounds?”

Another member nodded and said, “That guy is pretty capable and seems reliable. I hope they make it out okay… Coming out unscathed might be possible, but completing the mission successfully? That’s a tall order. If they manage to bring back some medicine, that would already be impressive. We all know that searching inside buildings is much harder than in open areas; you can set up all sorts of traps. Fighting inside buildings is a real encounter battle.”

As he spoke, a hint of fear crossed his face, clearly recalling past experiences.

Tom frowned and nodded in agreement. “Yeah, if he finds even a third of the items on that list, it’ll exceed our expectations.”

“Well then, why don’t you guys bet with me?” Sun Zeya said nonchalantly with a smile.

The two team members exchanged a glance, then nodded. “Alright! Captain Sun, you said it: they’ll come out unscathed and complete the mission… If they miss even one, or if any of them gets hurt, you lose.”

“Yes, even if they just get hurt! As for the mission… if he gathers a third of the items, you win!” the other added.

Tom hesitated for a moment, then nodded firmly. “Fine, I’ll bet too! But Sun Zeya, betting one hundred and fifty rounds of ammo… you’re really going all in. Do you know what his superhuman ability is?”

“No superhuman would fully disclose their abilities.”

Sun Zeya squinted at them and suddenly lowered her voice, “But here’s a friendly tip. Get your ammo ready.”