Chapter 746: The Importance of a Sneak Attack
“Hurry up, hurry up…”
The hands gripping his neck were slowly loosening, while Ling Mo kept his eyes fixed on that gap.
Though he didn’t quite understand the origin of that girl, the way she looked at the Zombie Puppet just now was clearly unfriendly!
It makes sense. After all, Ling Mo had just stomped her to the ground, which is definitely a traumatic experience for any human girl!
The girl hadn’t rushed over to take revenge immediately, clearly wary of these unusually long arms. But Ling Mo believed she had gone into that door to figure out a way to deal with him. Whatever she was planning, it couldn’t be good!
Under the devouring power of the master ball, the arms of the Long-arm Zombie began to tremble, and its fingers started to lose strength.
“Girl, you’re too naive if you really think I’d just stand here and wait to die.”
Sensing that the hands had loosened enough, Ling Mo controlled the Zombie Puppet to struggle forcefully a couple of times before lightly landing on the ground.
“Crack.”
After twisting his neck a bit, Ling Mo looked around.
The best course of action right now would be to flee immediately, but considering the closed-off nature of this floor…
Just then, a girl’s voice suddenly came through the gap in the door, and it grew clearer and clearer: “I’m not lying to you! It’s true! … How would I know where it came from, but it really doesn’t look like your collection… Oh, come on! When have I ever lied to you! … Fine, at least give me that I haven’t lied to you for three days, just believe me this once…”
As the light seeping through the door gap dimmed and a shadow appeared on the floor, Ling Mo didn’t have time to think. He simply leaped and dove through that window.
“I’ve already caught him, he’s right here, at least take a look…”
“Cre-ea-k…”
The door was evidently opened a bit more. Just as the shadow fully appeared at the door, two hands suddenly reached out from the darkness, grabbed the two long arms dangling from the window, and with a swift movement, pulled them inside.
“See…”
The girl pointed toward the window as she turned her head, speaking smugly.
However, as soon as she turned her head, the smile froze on her pale face.
Wait… Was there something wrong with the way the door was opened?
The corridor was completely empty. Not only was the Zombie that was supposed to be struggling there gone, but even the Long-arm was nowhere to be seen!
The girl blinked hard. She hadn’t heard a sound just now! But in such a short amount of time, how could things change so drastically…
A somewhat heavy footstep came from behind her, and a slightly hunched figure appeared behind the girl.
“Wait… um, this…” The girl was very embarra.s.sed. She was quite shocked herself!
The figure glanced outside and then turned back to go inside the room.
“Wait, I’m not lying to you, I really…”
Seeing the figure leave without looking back, the girl felt a bit helpless and sighed in frustration.
After a moment, she suddenly turned her head towards the corridor, her eyes squinting slightly, “This must be a joke on me.”
She touched the tip of her nose, then looked at the dust on her fingers.
“Almost made my nose bleed and embarra.s.sed me… Very well. You want to play?” The girl clasped her hands together, cracking her knuckles loudly, and then twisted her neck. She slightly lowered her head, showing a faint smile, “Then let’s play.”
She closed the door behind her, plunging the corridor back into silence.
In this kind of environment, even the fall of a pin would be clearly audible.
The girl walked slowly forward, her steps light, and her breathing steady.
However, her lively eyes constantly darted around, sharply catching any movement around her.
This corridor seemed like a simple straight line, but its end had a corner, and there were several rooms on the right side.
Each time she pa.s.sed a room, the girl’s expression would become slightly more vigilant.
In this almost entirely dark environment, it was hard to see clearly inside the rooms with only hazy light seeping through grimy windows and half-open doors.
This meant the girl needed to be even more focused and careful.
Earlier, she had been in the dark while Ling Mo was in the open. Now, their roles were reversed.
However, instead of being scared, the girl felt a bit of elation.
“Is it here?”
The girl paused at another doorway, her slightly glowing eyes peering into the room.
“Alright, not here… But challenges make things interesting.”
In an instant, she reached the vicinity of the window where the Long-arm had been.
She first observed from a distance, paying particular attention to the floor.
Soon, she made a discovery that pleased her: there was no blood on the ground…
This meant her opponent had escaped safely, which also indirectly indicated the opponent’s combat abilities.
Following the floor towards the window, she paused for two seconds before nonchalantly reaching into her pocket to retrieve a small, clear marble.
“Go.”
With a swift bend of her waist, the marble shot from her fingertips, rolling towards the window.
The light “clatter” sound quickly approached the window, yet there was no reaction.
“Huh?”
The girl showed a hint of surprise. After a moment’s hesitation, she slowly approached the dark window.
As she drew closer, she deftly drew a b.u.t.terfly knife from her waist, flicking it expertly in her hand.
The blade flashed a few glints of cold light between her slender fingers before she easily grasped the handle.
Peering through the window, the room inside was pitch black, as if shrouded in a layer of thick ink.
However, her vision seemed hardly impaired. Even so, all she saw inside were disordered pieces of furniture with no sign of any Zombies.
The girl glanced around, then pulled out a piece of candy.
As she flicked the candy towards a corner of the room, she vaulted over the windowsill, using the sound of the candy hitting the floor to time her entry. She landed inside, sticking close to the base of the window.
She crouched there motionless like a cat, her eyes fixed on the spot where the candy had landed.
Zombies are easily attracted by slight noises, and this is what gave the girl her confidence.
However, this time she was clearly mistaken, as several seconds pa.s.sed without any movement from that direction.
The girl suspiciously stood up slowly, then crept along the wall, moving further into the room.
Could it be that the opponent not only escaped but also took down the Long-arm Zombie?
Silently, she maneuvered around several discarded tables, heading toward the center of the room.
The room was filled with abandoned furniture, most of which was askew, creating significant visual obstacles.
Yet, as the girl weaved through the clutter, she scarcely needed to look, indicating she was quite familiar with the layout.
The closer she got to the center of the room, the lighter her steps became, and her expression grew more serious.
Turning around an overturned wooden bookcase on the table, a metal electric chair, firmly welded to the floor, came into view.
The chair was wrapped in numerous Iron Chains, which securely locked a Zombie to the chair.
His legs were firmly held by iron rings welded to the chair, leaving only his two arms relatively free.
At the moment, his grotesquely elongated arms were limp like caterpillars at his feet, along with the horrifying centipede-like suture marks on his shoulders. In the darkness, they resembled countless wriggling creatures, making the sight increasingly eerie.
The Zombie’s head was slightly tilted back, his mouth slightly open, and his eyes white and vacant, as if he was unconscious.
The girl was clearly taken aback. She quickly glanced around, then slowly approached the Long-arm Zombie.
“Mr. Long-arm?” She prodded the limp arms with her toe, but there was no reaction.
“Clang!”
A sudden noise came from behind her, and the girl instantly turned around.
The darkness behind her remained unbroken, with only the abandoned furniture visible and no sign of anyone else.
But at that moment, an arm suddenly shot out from her side, swiftly wrapping around her neck.
The girl caught a glimpse out of the corner of her eye and immediately ducked, twisting like a fish while turning, her b.u.t.terfly knife slas.h.i.+ng toward the figure behind her.
Her reaction was incredibly quick, and in this restricted s.p.a.ce, she had a significant advantage.
So, as she turned, a slight smile appeared on her face. “Got you,” she murmured.
However, just as the blade was about to slice into her target’s abdomen, she felt her foot hit something as her waist twisted…
“Ah!”
Caught by surprise and tripping during her turn, she had no time to adjust her posture, no matter how fast her reflexes. She fell hard, while her opponent calmly sidestepped.
“Thud!”
As she landed face-down on the ground, the figure promptly lifted a foot and stepped on her back.
“Ugh!” the girl groaned. She had seen the figure s.h.i.+ft and retract its foot the moment she fell…
But… this can’t be real!
What kind of Zombie would use a trick like tripping someone? Such a crafty and childish tactic; how could a Zombie pull that off?
And why are they so obsessed with stepping on people?
Despite being pinned, the girl had no intention of giving up. She swung her arm, aiming the b.u.t.terfly knife at the Zombie’s other foot.
To her astonishment, the Zombie seemed to antic.i.p.ate this move and calmly lifted its foot!
The knife slashed through empty air, while the weight pressing down on her back suddenly doubled.
“Ugh…” she groaned, struggling to call out, “Help–”
Before she could finish, a hand pressed down on her Hindbrain, forcing her face back into the ground.
Still gripping the b.u.t.terfly knife, she flailed her arm desperately. “Mmph! Mmph!”
Sadly, after just a couple of futile attempts, she felt immense pressure from behind her neck.
Her vision blurred as she was forcefully pinned against the wall.