Chapter 676 – Cyclic Brainwashing

A man and a bird zombie were chasing each other through narrow streets and dense buildings at such speed that the sound of cutting through the air could be heard.

Along the way, zombies occasionally lunged at them, but either they couldn’t catch Ling Mo, or they were easily dealt with by the bird zombie trailing behind.

Seeing it easily toss aside those common zombies like catching chicks even while moving at high speed made Ling Mo’s heart sink.

“I thought letting them through would at least buy some time…”

Ling Mo felt somewhat helpless as he kept up his pace while thinking of a strategy.

“Swish!”

At that moment, a Dark Shadow suddenly flashed from the side. Ling Mo caught it with his peripheral vision and was instantly shocked.

When did the bird zombie get to his side?!

Moreover, it was clinging to the wall like a gecko, using both hands and feet to quickly crawl forward.

Trailing behind it was a “tail” of dust, remnants from its claws digging into the wall.

“How is it more agile on the wall than on the ground?!”

As his heart tightened, Ling Mo suddenly shifted his body to the other side of the street.

Just as Ling Mo thought he could put some distance between them, the bird zombie’s shadow appeared within his line of sight again!

What’s going on?!

Wait… a flicker of horror flashed across Ling Mo’s eyes.

That bird zombie… it really can fly!

As soon as Ling Mo swung across the street, the bird zombie on the wall suddenly spread its arms like a glider and easily followed.

Just before it crashed into the opposite wall, its body arched backward, and it grabbed the wall firmly with its hands and feet.

In that instant of securing its grip, it sprang forward, continuing the chase.

This maneuver saved it a lot of time compared to pursuing on the ground…

“No wonder its body is shaped like that; it’s to achieve gliding.”

After snapping out of it, Ling Mo immediately realized this.

In fact, while buying time, Ling Mo was also carefully observing the bird zombie.

This was the first zombie Ling Mo had encountered that surpassed the dominant level. After some consideration, he decided to name this new category: King level.

Although he wasn’t good at naming things, Ling Mo felt this name was fitting.

Despite not showing any particularly special intelligence, the bird zombie was undeniably powerful.

Looking at its mutated membrane, it was clear that it had reached a mature stage in this aspect as well.

Its overall characteristics could provide Ling Mo with a wealth of valuable information.

Someday, Ye Lian and the others would reach this level too…

Having experience in advance was far better than being completely in the dark when that time came.

In fact, Ling Mo still had many doubts about the King level…

The bird zombie was strong, but not strong in every aspect.

“…The Air Force Corps classified Cuihu as a high-risk level area. Could it be just because there’s a gliding King level zombie here?”

Ling Mo felt a faint sense of doubt creeping into his mind.

“Swoosh!”

A Dark Shadow suddenly hurtled from behind, and Ling Mo quickly tilted his head, feeling a sharp wind brush past his neck.

“Boom!”

The Dark Shadow slammed into the ground like a cannonball, sending soil and tiles flying.

“So it’s already learned to throw things at people…”

Ling Mo felt a chill down his back. He had to come up with a solution within these ten minutes…

…

On Central Avenue, a massive white figure was barreling down the middle of the road.

Zombies continuously lunged at it from the sides, only to be left in the dust.

When zombies approached from the front, the white figure didn’t slow down at all. Not until they were less than ten meters apart did it suddenly leap up, delivering a powerful slap.

“Thud!”

Amidst a splash of blood, the white figure landed lightly and kept running forward.

Riding on its back, a human figure stood out distinctly.

Brushing back her hair that had been tousled by the wind, Ye Lian’s slightly dazed eyes remained fixed on the other end of the street.

Gripping Thor in her hand, she suddenly patted the mutation panda, “Xiao Bai… stop.”

Although Ye Lian’s voice was very soft and slow, it was clear.

Xiao Bai, who was still sprinting through the wind, immediately came to a stop, letting out a deep hum as if seeking confirmation: “MeGu?”

Ye Lian hopped to the ground, her large eyes fixed on Xiao Bai. “Take them… and go first.”

As she spoke, she gently stroked Xiao Bai’s head.

Initially unresponsive, Xiao Bai’s body suddenly trembled, then it slowly lowered its head.

“Go.” Ye Lian patted Xiao Bai’s back.

The mutation panda shook all over, then bolted forward, quickly disappearing among the abandoned vehicles littering the street.

Left behind, Ye Lian held her gun in both hands and turned to face the direction they had come from.

A hint of struggle flashed in her eyes, and she lightly shook her head.

“Ah… right.” Ye Lian suddenly realized, “He told me to leave quickly… but didn’t say which direction to go.”

Upon finding a loophole in the psychic command, a slight smile appeared at the corners of her lips.

Just as she began to smile, she quickly covered her mouth in alarm.

“No… I mustn’t do this.”

After shaking her head, Ye Lian scrunched up her nose slightly. “But…”

The street in front of her was filled with car wrecks from accidents and numerous zombies.

Even though she couldn’t see it, she could sense a powerful presence emanating from that direction.

Ye Lian smelled the air again, recalling the scent of fresh blood.

The purity of the virus contained in it was almost irresistibly enticing for a zombie.

However, what Ye Lian was truly interested in wasn’t the virus. It was the human scent she sensed.

“It really smells like food…”

Ye Lian took a deep breath. This was the most appetizing human scent she had ever encountered.

Unfortunately, it was something she couldn’t eat…

“Nor should it be eaten.”

Her gaze suddenly turned resolute. She leaped into the air, descending silently onto the roof of a sedan.

As soon as her toes touched the car roof, Ye Lian’s body sprang up again, landing on the next car.

Within a mere second or two, Ye Lian had leaped across the tops of several cars, rapidly closing in on the direction from which they had come, like a nimble, ethereal sprite.

“I think I’m about to die.”

Inside the hotel, Mu Chen took a big gulp of water and said.

“My enthusiasm for talking has been completely worn out. I’ve probably spoken more today than I have in my entire life. And to top it off, I’m stuck talking about another man. This is so humiliating!”

Mu Chen complained weakly while continuing to guzzle water.

“Pant… Pant…”

Across from him, a red-eyed Xu Shuhan was breathing heavily, her fingers clawing at the wall, leaving deep scratches.

The deep marks, accompanied by falling bits of plaster, made Mu Chen’s scalp tingle with fear.

It felt like he was staring at his own potential fate…

“Wait, wait! Don’t get agitated… Let me catch my breath.”

Mu Chen tearfully inched further back, only to realize he was already cornered.

“Alright, alright, I’ll talk! I’ll talk!”

In the past few hours, he had already shared everything he could think of.

But the only thing that seemed to calm Xu Shuhan down was talking about Ling Mo.

Mu Chen was frustrated in his heart. Why would he pay attention to Ling Mo?!

But it was just him and Xu Shuhan in the hotel, and her stance was very clear.

Either tell stories or die…

It was obvious that Mu Chen had no choice…

“Why are such casual options the only ones?!”

Mu Chen was perpetually exasperated by this.

He felt like he was going insane from mentioning “Ling Mo” so many times over the past few hours.

In fact, he had even embellished quite a bit in his stories.

“Her brain is infected anyway; she probably won’t notice,” Mu Chen thought to himself.

As it turned out, Xu Shuhan didn’t seem to notice.

As long as he talked about Ling Mo, she would quietly lean against the wall, listening intently.

“You must be infected with the Ling Mo virus! Right?!” Mu Chen restrained himself numerous times from blurting this out.

However, what was actually going through Xu Shuhan’s mind was something entirely different…

She thought that the only one who seemed capable of making zombies like Ye Lian was Ling Mo.

But if she could understand more about Ling Mo, maybe she could achieve it too!

“Keep… talking.” Xu Shuhan urged in a hoarse voice.

Mu Chen, on the verge of breaking down, muttered, “Ling Mo, where on earth are you?!”