The survivor’s eyes turned dull upon seeing Ling Mo resolutely walk towards the end of the corridor.
A door sat at the end of it, but the pile of junk stacked up by the other party and the low light environment made it difficult for others to notice it at first glance.
If Ling Mo’s powers of observation weren’t keen enough, he wouldn’t have found anything odd either.
Upon opening the room’s door, what greeted him was, in fact, a kitchen.
The inside of the kitchen was dim as well. Ling Mo glanced around the area before realizing someone had boarded up the window with various items, allowing only a sliver of light to come in through its gaps.
There weren’t many things in here, and from the looks of it, everything was meticulously arranged. A ground sheet was laid out beside a wall with a plastic basket sitting beside it. Some food could be found within it. A majority of them were expired pieces of sliced bread and some dried fruit, likely found from within this pub. Apart from that, this person had a sizable number of beverages that filled up the entirety of the kitchen stove.
But what Ling Mo found strange was the fact that he couldn’t find traces of anyone else within this room. Could Ye Lian’s instinctual reaction really be wrong?
At this moment, Ye Lian escorted the survivor over. Upon seeing Ling Mo’s cheerless expression, which seemed to indicate that he came up empty handed, he hurriedly summoned up his courage and said,
I really don’t have anything. Help yourself to whatever catches your eye.
Ling Mo who was somewhat undecided immediately made his decision when he saw the survivor’s reaction.
Under the survivor’s increasingly frantic gaze, Ling Mo slowly walked alongside the wall as he searched around, eventually stopping in front of a refrigerator.
The survivor’s eyes abruptly widened when he saw Ling Mo place his hand on top of it, nervously watching Ling Mo’s each and every movement.
But the survivor’s final shred of hope was completely eradicated when Ling Mo started pushing it.
As Ling Mo pushed the refrigerator, he wondered: what exactly could the survivor have hidden to make him so nervous?
In fact, this concealment wasn’t all that skillfully done. All one needed to do was look at it more closely and they’d realize that the refrigerator was out of place. Ling Mo predicted that there’d definitely be another door behind it.
As expected, an entrance appeared once the refrigerator was pushed out of the way. There was even a metal plate on top of it that wrote: Restricted Warehouse.
So it turns out that this was Music Emperor’s warehouse…the alcohol on top of the stove should have come from this place.
Ling Mo slowly twisted the doorknob, but the moment he opened the door, a black shadow suddenly leaped at him. Startled, Ling Mo took a step back and sent his spiritual tentacles out in a flash.
Falling under the influence of Ling Mo’s tentacles, the figure that pounced towards him abruptly stopped. It looked as if it had suddenly slammed into an intangible wall. But in reality, it was just being affected by Ling Mo’s spiritual powers.
Ling Mo was feeling a little depressed after narrowly avoiding being jumped on. At the moment, he still wasn’t capable of freely extending and retracting his spiritual tentacles, restricting its flexibility. From the looks of it, he still needed much more training.
Ling Mo suddenly froze when he stared at the figure. The one who rushed up towards him was, in fact, a pretty and delicate girl. She seemed to be around the same age as Ye Lian, but her face was exceedingly pale and her lips were chapped, making her seem like she was suffering from a serious illness.
No wonder the survivor seemed so desperate. From his perspective, he probably thought that someone like Ling Mo, who didn’t have the least bit of lenience, might even raise his hand against this girl.
The girl held a sharp piece of metal within her hand as she stared dumbstruck at Ling Mo. She clearly couldn’t understand why her attack had been mysteriously interrupted before she even reached Ling Mo.
Who’re you?
The girl’s gaze seemed a little disorganized, but she very quickly voiced her question.
In truth, Ling Mo himself was stunned as well. Based on Ye Lian’s reaction, shouldn’t there have been a zombie inside? Why’d it turn out to be a girl instead!
On top of that, based on her appearance, she didn’t seem to bear any traces of mutation either. Ling Mo was certain she was human.
Seeing Ling Mo remain silent, the girl cast her gaze behind Ling Mo and furrowed her brows. Her temper truly flared up when she spotted the bruise on the gigolo’s eye as she shouted,
Let go of Shi Bin!
As she said that, she unhesitatingly sprang into action.
It was then that Ling Mo realized she had something that set her apart from others. Although she didn’t move quickly, when she charged towards Ling Mo, his resistance met with air while the piece of metal in her hand had ripped open his jacket.
He might have gotten injured if he hadn’t used his spiritual tentacles to distort the girl’s senses.
The thought of this made Ling Mo turn pale with fright. The first time could still be considered a mistake on his part, but this series of near misses caused a term to finally flit across Ling Mo’s mind: a psychic.
This girl was definitely a psychic!
Going by that logic, could Ye Lian have reacted that way because she discovered a psychic?
Although he’d previously come across Wang Lin, who was also a psychic, Ye Lian hadn’t developed her true consciousness yet. This reaction of hers might have only come about after she obtained her true consciousness.
However, this development made Ling Mo feel like something was a little odd.
For normal humans, psychics should be the equivalent of a mutated zombie within the zombie race. Both of them were somewhere along their evolutionary path. Could there be some subtle relationship between the two of them?
But, Ye Lian reaction towards psychics was a good thing. After all, the word
psychic
wasn’t carved on all their heads, which made distinguishing them at a glance a difficult task.
While Ling Mo was distracted, the girl’s attacks turned extremely vicious in an instant. Her actions clearly weren’t fast, but they were always somehow able to get past Ling Mo’s counterattacks and find a gap in his defence.
Ling Mo felt apprehensive as his spiritual tentacles completely surrounded this girl and constantly disrupted her attacks. After interrupting her countless number of times, Ling Mo finally found an opening and pressed the sharpening steel against the girl’s throat.
The girl’s reaction was indeed swift, or it might be due to the help of her psychic ability. After the sharpening steel was pressed against her throat, she was strangely able to free herself.
But how could Ling Mo let her go so easily after grabbing onto this opportunity? Ling Mo grabbed her arm as she tried to dodge and pinned her against the wall.
The girl’s face was flushed after a round of battle, but her eyes, on the other hand, appeared even dimmer than before. Apparently, she’d used up all her stamina after forcefully moving her body around. She wouldn’t even have a chance of touching Ling Mo if she didn’t possess that strange psychic ability.
Don’t touch her!
The survivor immediately shouted hoarsely,
You bullying a girl doesn’t amount to anything!
Resorting to provocation? Ling Mo sneered, he turned his head and said,
Wasn’t she the one who took action first? The two of you must be suffering from some illness, you both insist on taking the initiative to provoke me first.
You caught Shi Bin, and you even beat him up till he ended up in such a state…hai…I only took action to save him.
After running out of stamina, this girl’s way of speaking became dispirited as well. Ling Mo decided he might as well let her go. Either way, she no longer posed a threat to him in her current state.
I didn’t grab him, he was the one who attacked me first.
Ling Mo said as he pointed at his eyes,
See this?
The girl looked at Ling Mo’s bloodshot eyes and was stunned for a moment. Thereafter, she helplessly laughed and said,
My pepper is very effective, isn’t it?
Were you the one who thought of it?
Ling Mo asked as he stared blankly at her.
Hmph.
The girl let out a snort and said,
If he didn’t apologize, then I’ll apologize to you now. It looks like you’ve paid him back for earlier as well. Could you let him go now?
No rush, I still have something I need to ask you.
Ling Mo revealed a faint smile, causing a look of doubt to appear on the girl’s face.
The gigolo named Shi Bin roared once again,
What’re you thinking of doing? Don’t touch her!
The girl coughed twice said,
Shi Bin don’t blindly worry about me. Can’t you see the two beautiful girls by his side? I’m not up to his standard…
But last time…
Shi Bin’s face was flush with anger as he attempted to rebut her.
That’s enough. We can’t beat him and we can’t hide from him either…hai
The girl looked like she was suffering from a severe illness, but Ling Mo felt that she also seemed to be suffering from some grievous injuries based on how powerless her left hand seemed.
From Shi Bin’s tone, there was apparently a survivor who harbored ill intentions towards this girl in the past…
But, this girl was rather clever. Putting aside the fact that Ling Mo didn’t lack women by his side, even if he didn’t have a woman beside him, he wouldn’t have laid his hands on a girl with a body so sickly that she could breathe her last at any time.
After all, he wasn’t cruel and vicious like the baldy’s lackeys…
Ling Mo was suddenly filled with curiosity, but he had a more important question to ask,
Are you a psychic?
The girl gave Ling Mo a look of amazement, but she quickly understood what was going on and said,
That’s right. And, my eyesight wasn’t going bad just now, you were using your psychic ability to influence me. You’re a psychic too.
Upon hearing this, Shi Bing’s eyes immediately widened in disbelief as he looked towards Ling Mo, his expression turning exceedingly complicated.
I know Shi Bing’s methods may be a little extreme, but he did that for my sake. Could you release him?
The girl asked once again.
Ling Mo rubbed his nose and said,
He may have done it for your sake, but what does that have to do with me? How about this, I’m very curious about your ability…
Bullet time. My psychic ability is called bullet time.
The girl answered straightforwardly.
Ling Mo was stunned for a moment. Bullet time was a concept he had some knowledge of. Slowing down the movement of others? This strange ability would undoubtedly be a great killing tool if used properly!
But this ability wouldn’t be all that useful with the terrible state that the girl’s body was in.
You’re unexpectedly frank…
Ling Mo couldn’t help but feel somewhat astonished when she freely told him about her powers.
The girl smiled and said,
In any case, you yourself are a psychic. Telling you doesn’t mean much. Besides, I’m your captive and my friend is in your hands as well. Do I have any other choice?
This girl really was smart. Ling Mo previously felt that Shi Bin was a level-headed survivor, but now, after looking at this girl, Ling Mo had this vague feeling that Shi Bin’s behaviour had manifested itself under her guidance.
Her sudden resistance from before was the result of her expending all of her strength and relying on her psychic ability in an attempt to catch her opponent off guard, which most people would fall prey to.
But her strategy was flawed in that she hadn’t expected Ling Mo to also be a psychic. On top of that, he’d turned out to be stronger than her as well.
After losing, the girl displayed a rarely seen level of calm. Ling Mo felt that if her body was healthy, she definitely wouldn’t have fallen to such a state where she had to hide in a place like this just to get by.
