Chapter 530 – The Mysterious Voice

An intense three-way tug-of-war silently unfolded within Jianqi’s mind.

The psychic shield seemed to have a hint of consciousness. After Ling Mo “bit off” a piece, it split into parts, with one part trying to resist.

Meanwhile, the other part began desperately attacking the remaining psychic light cluster of Jianqi.

“Whoa, where did this glutton come from?!”

Ling Mo was furious. This clue was hard to come by and couldn’t be destroyed by this mental energy.

Amid Jianqi’s screams, a dozen psychic tentacles forcefully invaded from the outside and wrapped around the psychic shield.

After all, it was fighting alone, while Ling Mo’s psychic tentacles were endless.

After a few struggles, this mental energy began to lose its resistance…

Suddenly, Ling Mo felt a fluctuation in the energy, and then a blurry shadow, like a ghostly figure, suddenly appeared in his mind.

“Holy crap!”

Ling Mo was startled, but it wasn’t over yet.

As the shadow appeared, a mysterious voice suddenly echoed: “Stop… stop, or else…”

“Damn it!” Ling Mo cursed again.

“I… I’m not called Damn… stop immediately…”

The mysterious voice was intermittent. Clearly, transmitting sound through psychic power wasn’t easy for the owner of this bizarre voice.

However, this was already mind-blowing for Ling Mo. His psychic power was so strong, yet he couldn’t achieve this effect.

Moreover, the voice definitely wasn’t coming from within Jianqi’s mind, nor was there any energy around Jianqi suggesting a psychic link…

“Long-distance? Right, the other person must be a superhuman with mental abilities specializing in this!”

Only “professionals” could explain this phenomenon, and now wasn’t the time to be shocked…

After recovering from his astonishment, Ling Mo immediately asked, “Who are you?”

“I… don’t need to tell you… stop immediately…” the mysterious voice continued.

“Heh, I don’t even know who you are. Why should I stop?” Ling Mo said.

Jianqi’s previous howls had seemed to Ling Mo like nothing more than empty threats, meaningless and insubstantial.

But now it appeared that someone was indeed backing him!

Ling Mo wondered if Jianqi was aware of this situation. The idea of carrying around a 24-hour surveillance camera felt incredibly intrusive…

“Besides, if you want me to stop, what’s in it for me?” Ling Mo asked again.

“…What’s in it for you?”

The Mysterious Voice seemed momentarily taken aback. This androgynous entity probably thought its mere presence was intimidating enough. Yet, Ling Mo was not only unafraid but also bold enough to demand terms.

After a moment of hesitation, the voice relented: “You… you tell me, what do you want… in return?”

“Heh heh… I knew it,” Ling Mo chuckled.

It confirmed that the owner of this voice was far away. Although Ling Mo had demonstrated strong psychic power, it wasn’t enough to scare this person.

The quick surrender clearly indicated the other party had no immediate means to deal with him.

With this realization, Ling Mo’s mood lightened considerably.

The mental energy was now enveloped by his psychic tentacles, and Jianqi’s psychic light cluster was being devoured by him…

“Okay… I’ll ask just once: who are you? Either tell me yourself, or I devour you,” Ling Mo said with a sly grin.

“…” The Mysterious Voice fell silent.

After a long pause, the voice continued, “I hope you… won’t regret this… Ah!”

Before the light shadow could disappear, it let out a sudden, pained scream as if it had been stabbed in the back.

Ling Mo’s psychic tentacles had quickly contracted, and he began to voraciously devour the remaining consciousness before it could retreat.

…

“Ah! Ah!”

In a large room, a series of cries, reminiscent of a baby’s wail, echoed continuously.

A man in a white protective suit and a mask came sprinting out of the room, drenched in sweat. He slammed his hand onto a red button.

An alarm immediately blared through the loudspeakers in the hallway, echoing further and further, winding through corridor after corridor.

“Bang!”

A door at the end of the hallway burst open, and a tall figure emerged.

In the dim light, his scarred face looked particularly menacing.

Mr. Ai still held the report in his hand: “It’s been less than five minutes, and the alarm’s already sounding?”

Although he hadn’t received any updates yet, Mr. Ai instinctively believed there was a connection between the alarm and the report…

Sure enough, within two minutes, the figure from before stumbled around the corner of the hallway.

Before he even reached Mr. Ai, he was already shouting, “No. 0… has been attacked!”

“Crack!”

The folder in Mr. Ai’s hand let out a mournful creak as a crack appeared on its surface.

His expression didn’t change much, but his voice turned cold: “Investigate.”

…

“You… Ah!”

Ling Mo was drenched in sweat but didn’t dare to relax.

While distracting the opponent, Ling Mo launched a sneak attack. The light shadow was now writhing in pain.

This way, Ling Mo could gather as much intelligence as possible.

He vaguely sensed that the force behind Jianqi, which terrified him so much and even left a safeguard in his mind, might be extremely powerful.

Moreover, this force didn’t seem like Falcon or F Team.

Jianqi, as their member, was actually with F Team, even treating the entire F Team as test subjects, which already indicated something.

If possible, Ling Mo wouldn’t provoke such a deeply hidden and mysterious force.

But when it came to the virus origin, Ling Mo couldn’t back down easily.

Since he had already offended them, he might as well take advantage of his current edge to inflict as much damage as possible!

As Ling Mo attacked from both sides, simultaneously devouring, Jianqi’s body tensed up, letting out a blood-curdling scream.

His eyes rolled back, and he clawed at the ground with all his might, leaving ten bloody scratches on the floor.

“What is Ling Mo doing?” Lucy asked nervously from the side.

Ye Lian, who was carefully wiping Ling Mo’s sweat with her sleeve, turned around, her big eyes staring at Lucy. She then put a finger to her lips: “Shh.”

“S-sorry…”

Lucy quickly lowered her voice, but then she realized something.

What was the point of whispering? Wasn’t Jianqi howling like a wolf?

Before she could ask, she saw Xia Na step forward, lift her foot, and stomp on Jianqi’s face.

The howling stopped abruptly, and Lucy felt a chill run down her spine once more.

She hesitated, then sighed.

This former companion deserved his fate…

Even ignoring the fact that he planned to use the entire F Team as test subjects, the mere act of plotting against Ling Mo was enough to seal his fate.

…

At that moment, a flood of light fragments kept pouring into Ling Mo’s mind.

He clenched his fists, enduring the persistent throbbing pain in his temples, and suddenly muttered two words: “No. 0…”

Through this mental energy, Ling Mo seemed to vaguely see a very spacious, brightly lit room.

The sound of a baby crying seemed to echo directly in his mind, making Ling Mo feel a bit irritable.

“No. 0 has been attacked!”

“Get someone here quickly!”

He could faintly see figures running back and forth, and distant, indistinct voices reached his ears.

“Ah!”

The one called No. 0 let out another high-pitched scream, and a hand flashed before Ling Mo’s eyes.

“What is it…”

At first, Ling Mo was confused, but as the mental energy output increased, he suddenly realized he was seeing the other party’s location through this mental energy!

The other party, using this bizarre method to communicate, was clearly invaded by Ling Mo during the devouring process.

“Did I accidentally stumble into their headquarters?”

Ling Mo quickly focused his psychic power, unsure how long this would last…

Another hand flashed before his eyes, and the place seemed to be filled with various instruments…

Suddenly, a figure lunged at him, and Ling Mo felt a sharp pain in his head as everything before his eyes vanished instantly.