Chapter 300 – Discovery at the Outpost

In the following days, Ling Mo spent his nights practicing the use of tentacles on Ye Lian and the three girls, and his days traveling with them.

The place he was heading to was the border between A City and X City.

In this era without television or newspapers, if Ling Mo wanted to know the progress of the Falcon Camp’s construction of the quarantine zone, he had to see it for himself.

However, he did not plan to interact with them; he just needed to understand the situation.

The attitude of some team members, as well as high-ranking personnel like Huang Zhendong towards loners, had sounded an alarm for Ling Mo.

He couldn’t trust his safety, nor the fate of Ye Lian and the others, to their “external strategies.”

There was another reason, of course—the need to stay away from the Black Widow, who could show up at any time.

The blood he had collected was sufficient for now, and he had more pressing matters to attend to. He had no time to play a game of chastity defense with that Black Widow.

“What kind of city is A City? I… I think I have some impression of it,” Ye Lian asked curiously, hanging on Ling Mo’s neck.

“A City… I remember, I have relatives living there,” Li Yalin said, with a thoughtful expression. “The air is nice, there’s a big reservoir, many vintage buildings, and it’s also a five-star tourist city.”

“Why is the most important part of the introduction placed last?” Ling Mo sighed and continued, “That’s not the key point. The critical thing is that some people in the camp are clearly unfriendly to people like me. They want absolute control, like dictators, tolerating no threats, even imaginary ones. What Huang Zhendong said was disgusting, but it likely represents the thoughts of some high-ranking members; otherwise, he wouldn’t be in that position.”

“More importantly, they can’t know about your situation. They have a virus laboratory, and I need to understand what they know about zombies and what threats they pose to you. If X City falls under their control in the future, I will inevitably have to deal with them.”

Ling Mo spread his hands and said.

Xia Na nodded and said, “Yeah, beings like us, who pose a devastating threat to their survival, actually being with a human and even having cooperated with their camp… If they knew, they would probably go crazy.”

She smiled, her bright eyes fixed intently on Ling Mo.

For the past few days, every time she looked at Ling Mo, her eyes had this same look, regardless of which personality was in control.

This made Ling Mo feel quite strange, but whenever he asked, Xia Na refused to explain, saying she would tell him once they settled down.

Ling Mo continued, “In any case, we must be cautious of others. Based on past experiences, the most untrustworthy are the powerful rulers. They will stop at nothing for power.”

By this time, they had reached the outskirts of the city, where there was a station and several universities, though they were quite far apart.

Except for the station, zombie-dense areas like universities were away from the main roads and didn’t pose much threat.

Outside the station, Ling Mo spotted several off-road vehicles and even trucks marked with the Falcon insignia.

He quickly found a nearby zombie, then hid with Ye Lian and the others in a corner, while he controlled the zombie puppet to stealthily approach the station.

Inside the station, there were some passenger buses, clearly abandoned a long time ago.

The zombie puppet crept along the greenbelt, using the buses for cover, and moved closer to the ticket hall.

From a distance, he saw two fully armed Falcon members standing at the entrance. A few others, dressed like a biohazard team, were carrying two bodies out of the hall and throwing them into a truck parked at the entrance.

As the truck slowly pulled away, Ling Mo glanced inside the cargo area and saw it was full of zombie corpses.

It seemed the battle at the station had ended a day or two ago, and they were now in the final stage of cleaning up.

This must be the outpost Su Qianrou mentioned. It appeared she was right—Falcon Camp had indeed acted swiftly.

Ling Mo controlled the zombie puppet to stealthily move closer. Suddenly, he saw two members of the “biohazard team” push open a side door, chatting as they walked in his direction.

Ling Mo quickly hid behind the bus, holding his breath.

Zombies had a natural talent for hiding.

As long as they didn’t attack, their heartbeat would slow down significantly, and their breathing would be nearly inaudible, which helped them hide effectively.

Zombies with intelligence could skillfully use this talent. Ling Mo still fell for it occasionally, for this very reason.

The stronger and more intelligent the zombie, the better they were at hiding.

“…What kind of variation zombie did they catch this time? Is it like the ones they reported…”

One of the men sounded excited. As he got closer to Ling Mo, his voice became clearer until Ling Mo could hear exactly what he was saying.

The other man replied, “A variation zombie.”

“Yeah. That name is pretty stupid. I think they should name them individually based on their classification,” the man scoffed.

Ling Mo rolled his eyes. What was the point of naming them individually? Who cared what zombies were called in the heat of battle…

These rigid guys… But then Ling Mo suddenly froze.

Could these people be from that virus laboratory?

Just then, one of them seemed to open a car door, and a series of unintelligible growls came from inside.

“Ha ha, be careful. Don’t kill it. This one is the strongest we’ve caught so far. Someone even got infected while capturing it.”

“Infected? How did they handle it?”

“What do you think? He didn’t dare to commit suicide, so their captain helped him out.”

“What a waste. We still don’t have enough data on the process of humans turning into zombies…”

As their voices faded, Ling Mo pondered for a moment and then quietly peeked out.

A bus door was open, and the two researchers were likely inside.

The buses were parked far apart, so there was no way he could run across without being seen.

He was also very close to the guards at the main entrance…

“Is there a zombie inside the bus?”

Ling Mo frowned, pondering for a moment. He decided to concentrate his psychic power, extending the psychic tentacle that was controlling the zombie puppet.

As the tentacle reached inside the bus, Ling Mo indeed detected a psychic light cluster.

“Holy crap… It’s an advanced zombie! They actually captured an advanced zombie!”

Ling Mo was shocked. He tried to control the zombie, but the intensity of the psychic tentacle he was using for secondary control wasn’t strong enough.

It took a full two minutes for Ling Mo’s perspective to finally switch to that of the advanced zombie, and his main body was already drenched in sweat.

The previous zombie puppet was then controlled to silently return behind the bus and hide under it.

As Ling Mo’s vision switched over, he was startled by what he saw.

A face covered in pockmarks was right in front of him, making him jump.

The pockmarked man quickly retreated in alarm, allowing Ling Mo to see him clearly.

Around twenty-something, he was as thin as a rail, with a face full of red pockmarks and a bulbous nose.

He held an electric baton, while the other man, who looked more rounded and older, was rummaging through a medical kit.

“Monster, still trying to bite me? Haven’t you suffered enough?”

The pockmarked man twisted his face into a smile, seemingly to cover his earlier embarrassment, and struck Ling Mo with the baton.

A jolt of electricity surged through, but even though the advanced zombie had regained its sense of pain, it didn’t affect Ling Mo, the controller, at all.

He noticed that the advanced zombie was bound by thumb-thick iron chains, with its tendons cut and teeth removed. Even its fingers were severed.

The severed tendons were slowly healing, and the teeth were regenerating, but the missing limbs were essentially impossible to restore.

Though the advanced zombie was the one suffering, Ling Mo’s main body couldn’t help but feel a shiver down his spine.

If Ye Lian had been caught by them… Ling Mo immediately clenched his fists, silently vowing that such a thing would never happen!