Chapter 270 – Everything I Did, I Did to Make Myself Happy

“Huff! Huff!”

Heavy breathing echoed in her ears as Pei Fenghong, pale and terrified, desperately ran through the greenery.

The messy weeds tripped her several times, causing her to fall to the ground. She scrambled up, rolling and crawling, then dashed forward again.

As long as she could get away from Ling Mo, she could live a little longer… She didn’t want to die…

Just as the weeds ahead began to thin, and it looked like she could burst through, a figure suddenly lunged at her from behind, knocking her heavily to the ground.

“Ah! Help!”

She had barely rolled over when the figure was already on top of her.

“Zhang Er!”

The face that had looked so weak and timid moments ago now bore a fierce expression.

“You… you little brat! What are you trying to do?”

Pei Fenghong’s eyes widened in surprise.

She noticed Zhang Er pulling a screwdriver from his pocket, but he had always seemed so timid and weak to her.

So, she didn’t realize the danger immediately…

“If you hadn’t betrayed me, betrayed Li Wei, and pinned everything on us with your disgusting, embellishing tongue, we wouldn’t have almost been beaten to death…”

Zhang Er’s face reddened, his chest heaving violently as he spat out the words through gritted teeth.

“If I didn’t say that, I would be the one dead! You little brat, get off me!”

Pei Fenghong shouted, reaching out to shove Zhang Er while struggling to get up.

But in that instant, Pei Fenghong’s eyes suddenly went blank.

At the same time, Zhang Er, who was almost pushed over, sprang up, raising the screwdriver and fiercely plunging it toward Pei Fenghong’s eyes.

“Bitch, die!”

Once, twice, three times…

Warm blood splattered onto his face, but Pei Fenghong’s violently twitching body only fueled his frenzy, making him raise the screwdriver again and again, stabbing her face wildly.

“That’s enough.”

Suddenly, a hand grabbed his arm and yanked him up.

“Ah! Ah! Die!”

“Snap out of it! She’s already dead!” Ling Mo raised his voice, growling.

Zhang Er struggled frantically for a moment before slowly coming to his senses.

He glanced down at Pei Fenghong’s corpse, the fierceness in his eyes quickly replaced by fear, and he covered his mouth, trembling.

But as he raised his hand, he saw it was covered in blood, his face turning pale as he gagged.

“Don’t throw up, act like a man.”

Ling Mo patted his back, and once Zhang Er calmed down a bit, he dragged him out of the greenery.

At the same time, a Psychic Tentacle silently retracted from Pei Fenghong’s corpse.

“Zhang Er, are you okay?”

Li Wei rushed up, her eyes red, asking anxiously.

Zhang Er stood dazed for a moment before slowly coming to his senses, shaking his pale face.

Seeing the male superhuman’s body on the ground, a flash of hatred crossed his eyes.

If Ling Mo and the others hadn’t intervened in time, he would have been kicked to death.

“Thank you.”

He looked up at Ling Mo and said softly.

This thank you seemed to carry a lot of weight, but Ling Mo waved his hand, indicating it was nothing.

Ling Mo’s nonchalant reaction made Zhang Er a bit mindful, prompting him to take a few more glances at him: “Maybe to him, this was just a small matter…”

“Um… Was my dad in pain when he died?” he suddenly asked.

Seeing Ling Mo’s somewhat surprised expression, he added quietly, “If he were still alive, he would have come back to find me.”

Ling Mo’s mind flashed back to Zhang Teng’s appearance just before he was about to mutate. He shook his head and said, “Not really.”

“Why… why did you really come to find me? Even if you didn’t come, no one would have blamed you.”

Zhang Er hesitated but then said, “You wouldn’t have encountered this trouble. Although… it seems they didn’t really cause you any trouble either.”

As he said this, his tone became somewhat defeated.

The superhuman who was powerless in front of Ling Mo made him unwillingly beg for mercy…

Even when he was being beaten, he didn’t dare to pull out the screwdriver hidden in his pocket.

Unconsciously, an intense desire for power began to take root in Zhang Er’s heart.

And the target of his efforts was none other than Ling Mo standing before him.

“Of course, no one else would say anything about it, but if it makes me happy, then it’s worth it,” Ling Mo replied calmly.

“Anyway, the zombies on the road are gone. You can head back safely,” Ling Mo waved his hand, wiped the blood off his Tang Sword, and prepared to leave.

However, he hadn’t walked far before he turned around in surprise.

Looking at Li Wei and Zhang Er following him, he reminded them, “You’re going the wrong way.”

“…We can’t go back,” Zhang Er said, steeling himself.

“Why not?!”

Ling Mo was initially stunned, then his eyes widened.

Li Wei immediately shrank back in fear, while Zhang Er, gritting his teeth, explained, “Those two superhumans are dead. The rest of the group is powerless. If we go back, we’ll either be used as cannon fodder and die, or we’ll die along with them…”

“Are you planning to follow me?” Ling Mo suddenly felt a bit uneasy.

Zhang Er and Li Wei exchanged a glance, then both nodded simultaneously.

“…”

Ling Mo’s expression turned quite conflicted.

Seeing their small frames, especially Li Wei’s panicked demeanor, Ling Mo found it hard to just leave them behind.

“We can help you wash clothes, carry luggage, clean your room!” Zhang Er said excitedly.

“Yes… yes!” Li Wei nodded quickly, but as soon as she met Ling Mo’s gaze, she shrank back, “But… anything involving sleeping together… no way…”

“I’m not that perverted!”

Ling Mo rolled his eyes and glanced maliciously at her nearly flat chest.

“Not interested in minors…”

Ling Mo shivered with disgust and shook his head.

A few minutes later, Ling Mo struggled to push open the rooftop door and walked out.

The strong wind made Ling Mo shiver, and behind him, two small figures followed closely.

“Do you really have to follow me this closely? I’m just going upstairs. Do you think I’m going to fly away or something?”

Ling Mo turned around and shouted irritably, then reached into his backpack and pulled out the phone.

“This is the first time I’m using this thing, and it’s just to deal with you two little tails! I didn’t plan on taking a mission from them so soon…”

Ling Mo found a corner, shielded from the wind, and turned on the phone, then pressed the dial button.

It wasn’t until he actually used it that Ling Mo understood what Sun Zeya meant by poor signal…

“Damn, this signal is crap… Hello! Hello!”

Watching Ling Mo walk around shouting into the phone, Li Wei couldn’t help but tug on Zhang Er’s sleeve.

When Zhang Er turned around, she whispered fearfully, “What is he doing? There’s clearly no signal…”

“How should I know? Anyway, until we see the military personnel he mentioned, we can’t leave him for a second!” Zhang Er replied.

“Right!” Li Wei nodded emphatically.

After searching for a signal for several minutes, Ling Mo finally heard a very indifferent female voice on the other end: “Hello, Falcon Camp.”

“Hello, this phone belongs to Sun Zeya…”

Before Ling Mo could finish, the female voice responded, “I know who you are, Ling Mo, right? Hello, I’m the Liaison Officer from Falcon Camp. Are you calling to accept a mission?”

“Is your outpost ready?” Ling Mo asked, a bit surprised.

“Not yet, but there are currently three teams in X City that can trade with you.”

The Liaison Officer’s voice was rhythmic and pleasant to listen to, making Ling Mo think she must be attractive.

“Really? So what missions do you have right now?” Ling Mo asked curiously.

There was a sound of pages flipping on the other end, and then the Liaison Officer’s voice came through again: “Our Chief of Staff would like to speak with you. Is that alright?”

“Uh… sure.”

Ling Mo was taken aback.

Chief of Staff? Must be a high-ranking leader at Falcon Camp, he thought.

Ling Mo’s interest was piqued. In a world where all order had collapsed, what kind of person could establish a camp like Falcon Camp?