Chapter 633 – Contempt from a Zombie

“Get out here!” At Ling Mo’s shout, blood splattered from No.1 as he surged forward.

Shen Le, who was hiding near No.1, was also forced out. Although he wasn’t injured, Ling Mo’s yell of “Get out!” had rattled him, leading to Ling Mo finding an opening and landing a hit on his face.

Shen Le was both thankful that he managed to dodge just in time and infuriated to the point of trembling.

How dare he ruin my face…

But before Shen Le could retaliate or throw out a few threats, two Tentacles shot out again. The sudden gust of wind from their approach scared him, causing him to blur his form and hide once more.

Despite not falling easily due to the injury, No.1’s movements were affected by a touch of Interference.

This slight opening was once again seized by Li Yalin and Ye Lian simultaneously. The two female Senior Zombies teamed up to block it in front of Ling Mo, engaging it in a skirmish.

This time, its defensive capability was noticeably less insane than before, further solidifying Ling Mo’s hypothesis.

The skin strength and muscle resilience of Senior Zombies aren’t boosted by a surge of adrenaline but are gradually modified by the Virus during evolution.

Even if they exhaust all their stamina, these physical attributes don’t just vanish.

Even for human beings without the right tools, destroying the corpse of a Senior Zombie is no simple task…

However, the situation with this Monster kept changing, which shouldn’t be a characteristic of a regular zombie.

Coupled with the sudden burst of attack power it displayed earlier, the answer was nearly clear to Ling Mo…

“Hiding won’t do you any good,” Ling Mo shot out several dozen more Tentacles, forcing Shen Le out once again.

With an ugly expression, Shen Le hid once more, deeply frustrated.

When faced with an opponent like Ling Mo, he truly felt powerless.

To counter his indiscriminate attacks, Shen Le purposely hid near Ye Lian, hoping that Ling Mo would hesitate to attack.

Yet, despite his precautions, he was still forced out.

“You fool, don’t you know psychic power can change direction?” Ling Mo sneered.

Shen Le rolled his eyes in frustration, “Is ‘fool’ my name now or what!”

Despite his anger, Shen Le knew that Ling Mo was intentionally provoking him to reveal himself or make a move. So, while furious, he managed to hold back, continuing to move around looking for an opportunity.

Mu Chen curiously asked Xia Na, “Psychic power can change direction?”

“That’s common sense…” Xia Na shook her head helplessly.

“What kind of common sense is that?” Mu Chen was stunned.

Xia Na glanced sideways at him, somewhat impatiently, “Such a foolish human… Because you can’t wrap your head around it, you obviously can’t understand this common sense.”

Mu Chen was speechless for a couple of seconds, then raised his hand to slap his own mouth, “That’s what I get for talking too much…”

Being belittled by a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl was bad enough for Mu Chen. If he knew he was being scorned by a Zombie, he might have had a breakdown on the spot…

As time kept ticking away, No.1’s condition began to deteriorate rapidly.

Ling Mo found it increasingly easy to deal with him, and thus became more talkative: “Hey, did you run more than thirty meters away? Just abandoning your companion like that, is that really okay? It’s about to be beaten to death.”

“Where’s all that bravado from earlier? Sigh, I actually admired you for not fearing death. It’s rare, you know…”

“Come out, let’s have a final showdown. Uh… that sounds too cheesy, forget I said that.”

“Damn, damn, damn!”

Shen Le was on the verge of madness. This guy’s constant taunts were driving him insane. He wanted to ignore it but just couldn’t muster the resolve.

He was accustomed to mocking others during a fight and it usually worked quite well. With No.1’s ferocity and his own elusive tactics, along with some sarcastic taunts and threats, their opponents would quickly crumble in fear.

But now that someone was using his own tactics against him, Shen Le finally realized how unbearable it felt!

Distracted and unsettled, he accidentally revealed himself.

“Damn!”

Shen Le was startled immediately. Just as he was about to hide, a force hit him squarely in the abdomen.

As the intense pain hit him, he was violently knocked back, landing on the ground with a loud thud.

“That’s more like it,” Ling Mo said, accelerating his steps to catch up. Two Tentacles shot downwards, directly piercing the struggling Shen Le who was trying to get up.

“Ah!”

Shen Le let out a scream, shocked to his core.

Why is Ling Mo so fast too? If it weren’t for his decent physical capabilities, he wouldn’t have stood a chance against No.1…

This is totally unfair! Where does a mental ability superhuman get such speed?!

However, just as Ling Mo whipped out another Tentacle, hitting the hunched Shen Le, he heard a sudden crack.

“Huh?”

After a moment of confusion, Ling Mo realized he had actually attacked a trash can…

“An illusion? No, just now it was clearly…”

Quickly turning his head, Ling Mo scanned the surroundings and spotted a figure turning a corner down the street.

The distance was already thirty meters. Shen Le was clutching his shoulder, desperately trying to run forward.

When their eyes met, although Shen Le tried to speed up, he couldn’t hide as effectively as before.

“You’re planning to abandon No.1?”

With a sneer, Ling Mo broke into a run, chasing after him.

Shen Le’s heart pounded wildly, but given his physical condition and the current situation, he couldn’t outrun Ling Mo.

The only option was to quickly hide as Ling Mo entered within thirty meters and then continue running before being forced out again…

But Ling Mo wasn’t planning to give him that chance. When there were still about thirty meters left, several Tentacles shot out, tripping Shen Le directly.

Shen Le hadn’t even gotten up from his heavy fall when he was suddenly dragged backward. In the blink of an eye, Ling Mo’s foot was pressing down on his back.

Shen Le’s face turned pale, his body trembling uncontrollably.

Ling Mo squatted down, grabbed him by the collar, and yanked him up.

“You…you might as well kill me,” Shen Le’s lips trembled, his voice shaky.

Ling Mo looked at him and then, under Shen Le’s terrified gaze, reached to pull out a Tactical Knife from his leg.

The gleaming blade only flashed in front of Shen Le’s eyes before the young man couldn’t hold it in any longer.

He opened his mouth and screamed, “Don’t kill me! Please, don’t kill me!”

“Keep it down…” Ling Mo said, still holding the knife and looking expressionless at the screaming Shen Le.

After a while, Shen Le finally realized something and slowly shut his mouth.

His expression was a mix of shame and utter fear.

“You…you won’t kill me?” Shen Le asked, holding on to a sliver of hope.

“I need to clarify something,” Ling Mo said.

“It wasn’t me who wanted you dead. The order didn’t come from me; I’m just the enforcer! If you kill me, there will be more people coming after you. If you let me go, I’ll tell them you’re already dead. How about that?” Shen Le said hastily.

Ling Mo stared at him for a few moments, then suddenly asked, “Was it just you and No.1?”

Shen Le’s expression froze momentarily, but when Ling Mo’s knife moved closer again, he shook his head vigorously, “We are faster… I came with No.1.”

“No.1 is indeed quite fast… Are you so eager to kill us to take the credit?” Ling Mo asked with a smile.

This time, Shen Le remained silent; he didn’t dare answer that question.

As Ling Mo dragged him back, he asked, “What I actually want to know isn’t about that.”

“What?” Shen Le was stunned. If not those, then what?

And wait… did I just voluntarily spill all that information?

“No.1… what exactly is it?” Ling Mo turned his head and looked deeply at Shen Le.

Shen Le’s face changed drastically again. He opened his mouth but slowly shook his head, “It’s just… a Zombie… Ah!”

Ling Mo remained unmoved, but another blood hole appeared in Shen Le’s shoulder.

“My patience is limited,” Ling Mo said coldly.

In reality, time was limited…

The intense battle just now had already taken about ten minutes. And the next ten minutes were likely the last moments Xu Shuhan could stay conscious.

This was the reason Ling Mo spared Shen Le’s life momentarily; he needed to know the true situation with No.1.

“It…” Shen Le was stunned; from Ling Mo’s eyes, he saw certainty, not merely a probe.

Ling Mo knew it wasn’t just a Zombie…

But how did he know?!

Those eyes, that appearance, all zombie!

Even the experts at the headquarters who studied the Virus couldn’t decipher No.1 without meticulously dissecting it.

Moreover, in reality, No.1 was nearly indistinguishable from a Zombie now…

However, Shen Le hadn’t considered Xu Shuhan at all. To him, it was impossible for Xu Shuhan to have survived.

Maybe Ling Mo was probing about No.1 just out of curiosity?

“Don’t beat around the bush.” Ling Mo slightly furrowed his eyebrows.

Though Ling Mo wasn’t explicitly threatening him, the searing pain from his wounds was a stark reminder to Shen Le.

His heart was filled with extreme fear. Someone like Ling Mo was even more terrifying because you never knew when he might suddenly resort to torture. Dealing with such a person, it was impossible to gauge his limits…

“You…you can’t kill me,” Shen Le said with a trembling voice.

“Terms?” Ling Mo squinted his eyes.

Shen Le nodded vigorously, then hastily added, “And that Mu Chen, he won’t be harmed either. I can let him go and tell them he’s dead too…”

“Wait, saying all this is useless. Talk about No.1 first,” Ling Mo said.

Shen Le wanted to hold out a bit longer, but the cold light in Ling Mo’s eyes forced him to swallow his words.

If he didn’t speak now, he might die immediately. He couldn’t be sure if Ling Mo even cared about Mu Chen’s fate; judging by Ling Mo’s current expression, it seemed like he didn’t care much.