Chapter 587: Never Underestimate the Combat Power of the Weird Uncle
The middle-aged man who, in days past, might have been seen sipping a frozen beer at a street stall, belching while eyeing the cool beauties passing by on his way home, now glared with a pair of bloodshot eyes. His face trembled with ferocious flab, and his teeth, streaked with blood, snarled menacingly as he dangerously sized up the handful of humans blocked in the middle of the road.
His hands were empty, but those huge palms, two to three times larger than an average personās, along with sharp nails and oddly long fingers bent slightly inwards, silently testified to his terrifying lethal power.
āA mutated zombie?ā
Ling Mo was somewhat surprised. He hadnāt expected that he would actually draw out such a creature.
It seemed that luring zombies willy-nilly in the city was indeed not a good idea; this place was full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers!
At that moment, Ye Lianās eyes lit up, and she couldnāt help but step forward, extending her little tongue to lick the corner of her mouth.
This action sent a shiver through Ling Moā¦ It was too tempting!
The little foolās occasional unaware gesture could even be as seductive as that of the beautiful snake senior.
However, once Ling Mo clearly heard what she was muttering, all that was left was his scalp going numbā¦
āEatā¦ food!ā
Having been blending in with the crowd these days, Ye Lian and the others had been extremely restrained.
Virus Gel could only satisfy their instinctual needs, but to vent their nature as zombies, they still relied on the bloodthirsty slaughter.
Since leaving Team F, this was finally a genuine encounter with so many of their own kind, and a battle seemed inevitable, which immediately excited Ye Lian.
And Li Ya Lin, with even less self-control at this moment, had her fingers already beginning to curl involuntarily.
Even Shana, who possessed half-human nature, now clenched her scythe tightly, a cold smile playing at the corners of her mouth.
Their instincts awakened; their desire to kill was insatiableā¦
āThese poor kidsā¦ā
Ling Mo glanced at the weird uncle zombie group opposite him and shook his head with a sigh.
To a leader level zombie, these ordinary zombies could indeed only be called poor kids; they were not on the same levelā¦
However, mutated zombies were a special class; their strength could not be measured by simple levels.
Even ordinary zombies were not judged strictly by level; after all, level was just a basic concept.
For Ling Mo, such a concept was generally used to determine whether the opponent was worth hunting. Now that ordinary Virus Gel no longer attracted him, if it werenāt for the rarity of the Virus Nestā¦
With that thought, Ling Mo suddenly remembered Ban Yue.
Where was that female zombie now, working hard to accumulate her ransom?
Then he thought of Yu Shiran, and his teeth itched with irritationā¦
If it wasnāt for that zombie loli running around, he wouldnāt have to think about these little tricks.
Xu Shuhan and the others were completely in the dark about the situation. They could never imagine that these zombies were deliberately lured by Ling Mo; they just thought they were unlucky.
Only Mu Chen glared at Ling Mo discontentedly: āDamn, this is all your fault, what are you looking at corpses forā¦ā
āWhat else to get information from?ā Ling Mo retorted righteously.
āStop arguing at a time like thisā¦ā Xu Shuhan interrupted them seriously, reloading her magazine while muttering into her headset, āNot long after leaving Team F, we unexpectedly ran into a group of zombies blocking the way, including a ferocious weird uncle zombieā¦ā
āItās actually you who should be quiet!ā Mu Chen snapped back angrily.
The group may be bickering, but they had quickly and expertly huddled together, standing back to back in formation.
In such a situation, scattering would only lead to a quicker demise, and seeking refuge in buildings wasnāt the best option either.
But facing the zombies in an open area was definitely a suicidal move.
No matter how concentrated the survivorās attacks were, they couldnāt hold back the horde of zombies.
If just one zombie broke through their defenses, it would mean the end for the whole group of survivors.
So while they huddled together, Ling Mo and the others were also scanning their surroundings for any advantage.
Mu Chen and the rest were genuinely panicked, but Ling Mo was much more relaxed.
He had faced far worse situations countless times before, and even though there was still danger, there was no need for panic.
But in times like these, it was still better to act a bit more humanā¦
āOver there!ā
Ling Mo, with his strong mental power and keen observation skills, quickly spotted a suitable place for a sniper position.
Following the direction of his finger, Mu Chen and the others saw a bus that had crashed into a roadside shopā¦
The bus was warped out of shape, leaving only a gap big enough for two people to squeeze through, while the rest was blocked by walls, making it unlikely for zombies to break through anytime soon.
Even if sniping was difficult, they could still retreat from the busās front into the building, securing a way out.
āGood eye!ā Mu Chen praised instinctively.
But he quickly realized he was complimenting Ling Mo, the same person he had criticized just a minute beforeā¦
Mu Chen coughed awkwardly, only to find that no one was paying attention to him, including Ling Moā¦
āDamn!ā Feeling ignored made Mu Chen annoyed, but it obviously wasnāt the time to dwell on those feelings.
āLetās go!ā
Having found their spot, the group began to retreat slowly.
Moving amidst the surrounding zombies, the immense psychological pressure made these experienced survivors extremely cautious and careful, and even Ling Mo could feel the tension in his nerves.
What made them most nervous was that the zombiesā behavior was quite peculiar.
As the prey began to move, the zombies showed some restlessness, but they just shuffled around and didnāt leap forward eagerly.
Especially the weird uncle zombie, his presence seemed to keep the other zombies in check; as long as he didnāt move, the others could suppress their hunting instincts.
āThereās definitely some discipline here, could this be a āWolf Kingā?ā Xu Shuhan murmured, aiming her gun as she retreated.
āWouldnāt āZombie Bossā be more fitting?ā Ling Mo followed up.
āOnly you would come up with such a disgusting nameā¦ā Mu Chen retorted, āAny normal person would think of āHead Zombieā first, right?ā
āYouāre all so noisyā¦ā Shana interjected.
She had included Ling Mo in her scolding, clearly at her limit of tolerance.
When Ling Mo looked back at her, he was met with an eye roll: āHmph, looking at me is pointless.ā
āWhat is the āHead Zombieā thinking?ā Li Ya Lin suddenly asked.
āSeniorā¦ā Ling Mo was hurt. Was his naming ability really that bad?
Li Ya Linās comment made everyone pay closer attention to the weird uncle zombieās movements, which were indeed unusual.
He moved, but not to pounce on them; instead, he was pacing back and forth, his blood-red eyes fixed on them.
āHeās observing us,ā Ling Mo said solemnly.
This statement surprised Mu Chen and the others: āDamn, what level of intelligence is this?ā
āMutated zombies generally arenāt smart, right?ā Xu Shuhan glanced at Xia Zhi, who nodded gravely in response.
Thus, Xu Shuhan became more certain: āMutated zombies usually have their physical abilities enhanced, making them stronger than regular zombies, but their intelligence is usually lowerā¦ With your skills, knowing this shouldnāt be difficult, right?ā
Ling Mo nodded: āYeah, thatās usually the caseā¦ā
There are exceptions, like the Spider Queen, or this weird uncle zombie in front of usā¦
āItās best not to underestimate the enemy. I think this one is not simple,ā Ling Mo said.
āOkayā¦ā Xu Shuhan replied skeptically, but she held her suppressed submachine gun even more steadily.
This moment showcased the quality of Niepan members, a basic trait also found in seasoned members of large camps.
Even if they doubted their companionās judgment, they would still prepare to respond, preferring to be cautious rather than lose their lives due to a momentary lapse.
In this respect, they differed fundamentally from survivor groups like Team F, which were previously disorganized.
While the weird uncle zombie was observing Ling Mo and his group, Ling Mo was also observing them.
Although things had developed beyond his expectations, his original plan was not going to change.
āWhich one to chooseā¦ā
In Ling Moās mental vision, dozens of mental spheres were floating around.
Looking at these largely similar mental spheres, Ling Mo was a bit tornā¦
Even for him, choosing the easiest zombie to control in such a short time wasnāt an easy taskā¦
Most importantly, under the watchful eyes of these obviously intelligent zombies, and his teammates who kept a constant gaze on the zombies, how was he going to control one zombie to leave unnoticed?