Chapter 587 – Never Underestimate the Combat Power of the Weird Uncle
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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 pa.s.sing 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 person’s, along with sharp nails and oddly long fingers bent slightly inwards, silently testified to his terrifying lethal power.
“A mutated zombie?”
Ling Mo was somewhat surprised. He hadn’t expected that he would actually draw out such a creature.
It seemed that luring zombies w.i.l.l.y-nilly in the city was indeed not a good idea; this place was full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers!
At that moment, Ye Lian’s eyes lit up, and she couldn’t help but step forward, extending her little tongue to lick the corner of her mouth.
This action sent a s.h.i.+ver through Ling Mo… It was too tempting!
The little fool’s 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 numb…
“Eat… food!”
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 insatiable…
“These poor kids…”
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 level…
However, mutated zombies were a special cla.s.s; 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 weren’t for the rarity of the Virus Nest…
With that thought, Ling Mo suddenly remembered Ban Yue.
Where was that female zombie now, working hard to acc.u.mulate her ransom?
Then he thought of Yu s.h.i.+ran, and his teeth itched with irritation…
If it wasn’t for that zombie loli running around, he wouldn’t 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: “d.a.m.n, this is all your fault, what are you looking at corpses for…”
“What else to get information from?” Ling Mo retorted righteously.
“Stop arguing at a time like this…” Xu Shuhan interrupted them seriously, reloading her magazine while muttering into her headset, “Not long after leaving Team F, we unexpectedly ran into a group of zombies blocking the way, including a ferocious weird uncle zombie…”
“It’s actually you who should be quiet!” 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 wasn’t the best option either.
But facing the zombies in an open area was definitely a suicidal move.
No matter how concentrated the survivor’s attacks were, they couldn’t 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 human…
“Over there!”
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 shop…
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 bus’s front into the building, securing a way out.
“Good eye!” Mu Chen praised instinctively.
But he quickly realized he was complimenting Ling Mo, the same person he had criticized just a minute before…
Mu Chen coughed awkwardly, only to find that no one was paying attention to him, including Ling Mo…
“d.a.m.n!” Feeling ignored made Mu Chen annoyed, but it obviously wasn’t the time to dwell on those feelings.
“Let’s go!”
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 zombies’ behavior was quite peculiar.
As the prey began to move, the zombies showed some restlessness, but they just shuffled around and didn’t leap forward eagerly.
Especially the weird uncle zombie, his presence seemed to keep the other zombies in check; as long as he didn’t move, the others could suppress their hunting instincts.
“There’s definitely some discipline here, could this be a ‘Wolf King’?” Xu Shuhan murmured, aiming her gun as she retreated.
“Wouldn’t ‘Zombie Boss’ be more fitting?” Ling Mo followed up.
“Only you would come up with such a disgusting name…” Mu Chen retorted, “Any normal person would think of ‘Head Zombie’ first, right?”
“You’re all so noisy…” 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: “Hmph, looking at me is pointless.”
“What is the ‘Head Zombie’ thinking?” Li Ya Lin suddenly asked.
“Senior…” Ling Mo was hurt. Was his naming ability really that bad?
Li Ya Lin’s comment made everyone pay closer attention to the weird uncle zombie’s 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.
“He’s observing us,” Ling Mo said solemnly.
This statement surprised Mu Chen and the others: “d.a.m.n, what level of intelligence is this?”
“Mutated zombies generally aren’t smart, right?” Xu Shuhan glanced at Xia Zhi, who nodded gravely in response.
Thus, Xu Shuhan became more certain: “Mutated zombies usually have their physical abilities enhanced, making them stronger than regular zombies, but their intelligence is usually lower… With your skills, knowing this shouldn’t be difficult, right?”
Ling Mo nodded: “Yeah, that’s usually the case…”
There are exceptions, like the Spider Queen, or this weird uncle zombie in front of us…
“It’s best not to underestimate the enemy. I think this one is not simple,” Ling Mo said.
“Okay…” 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 companion’s 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.
“Which one to choose…”
In Ling Mo’s mental vision, dozens of mental spheres were floating around.
Looking at these largely similar mental spheres, Ling Mo was a bit torn…
Even for him, choosing the easiest zombie to control in such a short time wasn’t an easy task…
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?