Swish, swishā¦ āPlop!ā
The influenced master ball decisively crashed into a crossbeam at the corner, spinning dazedly before continuing to crawl deeper inside.
Ling Mo felt a bit dizzy too and thought that this newly named creature was certainly unreliableā¦
He struggled to control his zombie puppet, sticking close to one side of the wall, his head always turned aside, tightly watching the room. This strange posture was to ensure he could react quickly if something suddenly happenedā¦
Aside from a few rooms in the front scattered with waste paper, the rooms in the back were piled with lots of stuff, but it all looked quite messy at a glance.
Ling Mo was puzzled by this. Logically, the Experimental Groupās first through fifth floors were orderly and well-organized, giving a very professional impression. How could the most crucial sixth floor look like such a mess? This was very different from what Ling Mo had imagined, and even more critically, it was not at all like the way 101 had described!
As for the advanced companion 101 mentioned, he didnāt care much. No matter how advanced a companion was, once bound like 101, it would lose its threatā¦
Despite this, this floor still gave Ling Mo a bad feeling. Everything here was different from the rest of the place, and it inexplicably suppressed him. All these anomalies indicated that things here were not as simple as they appeared on the surface.
āCarefulā¦ carefulā¦ huh?ā
Ling Mo was muttering to himself, his gaze had just returned from a dark room, but his footsteps stopped abruptly.
At this moment, all his reactions were slower than usual. Though his main body had already realized something was wrong, his zombie puppet was only now responding to his psychic command.
āI finally understand what it means to have lag in lifeā¦ā Ling Mo thought, his face darkened.
Under his control, the zombie puppet slowly turned around, paying attention to the ground as it cautiously walked inside.
This room looked like a pure utility room, and the items stored seemed to be only one type: old-fashioned television sets.
Wondering whether these old machines were standard teaching equipment for Medical University, it seemed odd that instead of being discarded, they were moved laboriously to the top floor and placed in this large roomā¦
Ling Mo stood quietly at the doorway for a while. With his psychic power highly concentrated, the zombie puppetās hearing seemed slightly more sensitive.
āRustleā¦ rustle, rustleā¦ā
A faint sound reached the zombie puppetās ears, making Ling Moās eyebrow twitch. He quickly looked in the direction the sound was coming from.
āNo, this soundā¦ it seems like itās moving among these televisions?ā
Ling Mo, puzzled, decided to slowly move closer.
In situations where a psychic probe was almost useless, if it were Ling Moās main body here, he definitely wouldnāt advance easily.
But for an ordinary zombie puppet, having a fearless spirit wasnāt muchā¦
Ling Mo also noticed that the longer he stayed here, the more he seemed to be affected. If his psychic power wasnāt strong enough, he might have found it difficult to continue controlling the zombie puppet by now. This was mainly because he was controlling the zombie puppet through the master ball. If he removed the master ball as an intermediary, controlling it would be much easier.
The zombie puppet wobbled around one television after another, moving to the center of the room.
But the faint sound had already disappeared. There was nothing around except for the cold, lifeless screensā¦
Ling Mo looked around, then frowned and turned his gaze to one of the screens.
He raised his hand, intending to tap itā¦
If there was something here, tapping might shake it outā¦
āHopefully, itās not a rat or somethingā¦ā
Ling Mo chuckled to himself, and his fingertip was about to touch the screen.
However, at that moment, his body suddenly froze!
In a blood-red field of vision, the screen also seemed shrouded in red. And amidst the crimson, a human figure emerged!
āWhat is that!ā
Ling Mo quickly turned his head, but there were only stacks of televisions behind him.
He turned back again and looked at the screen once more.
The screen was empty, nothing at allā¦
āIt must be because I reacted slowly and didnāt see itā¦ā Ling Mo thought. He didnāt consider it a hallucination. He hadnāt been infected by Xu Shuhan, after all. No matter how eerie the environment was, it wouldnāt affect him, let alone cause him to see things.
Ling Mo controlled the zombie puppet to slowly walk toward the pile of televisions, his footsteps very light.
āA zombie? A person?ā
In that brief moment, Ling Mo couldnāt see clearly.
This place actually wasnāt very suitable for hiding, as it would be easy for someone to find you.
The reason Ling Mo was being so cautious was that he was worried the other party may suddenly attack. His combat capabilities at the moment were very lowā¦
āRustle, rustleā¦ā
The sound came again, clearer this time, definitely from over thereā¦
Ling Moās peripheral vision glanced at the ground, then he felt around his own body, subtly tearing off a button.
Seeing that he was now less than three meters away from the pile of televisions, Ling Mo suddenly threw the plastic button. With a āsmack,ā it hit the side of one of the televisions.
The sound wasnāt loud, but in such a quiet room, it was like a gunshot.
Ling Mo then quickly moved to the other side, circling around a few stacked televisions, approaching from behind.
āRustleā¦ā
The sound clearly caught the other partyās attention. As Ling Mo peered from behind the televisions, he immediately spotted a figure hiding among themā¦
From the back, it looked like a long-haired woman in a red dress, pressed close to the televisions, looking toward the direction of the plastic button.
As Ling Mo quietly approached her, she didnāt show much reaction.
What puzzled Ling Mo was how she maintained that posture.
There was no time for deeper thought; Ling Mo concentrated as much as possibleā¦ If she discovered him, the infiltration mission could be compromised right now. He had to do somethingā¦
āDonāt move!ā
Ling Mo suddenly lunged forward, locking his arm around the womanās neck and whispering in her ear.
The woman froze for a moment before she began to struggle fiercely.
Ling Mo felt a sudden rush of excitement. She was also affected by this place!
In that case, reduced combat ability wasnāt a big dealā¦
However, as he continued to hold her, Ling Mo sensed something was offā¦
He vaguely felt something on the ground, slowly winding around his waistā¦
It was cold and had a faint fishy smellā¦
Ling Mo loosened his arm slightly, and the woman immediately turned her head with a snap. Her yellowing eyes stared at Ling Mo, and from her throat came a nearly inaudible, rasping sound, āAhā¦ ahā¦ā
Those eyes gave Ling Mo a fright, but what was even more horrifying was her facial skin, which was covered in what looked like snake scales.
Not just her face, but her neck and even her collar were all covered in these scales. The ārustleā sound was also coming from this.
Looking down, Ling Mo was even more shocked. A snake tail covered in red scales was extending from an emptied television, trying to coil around him.
The snake tail was as thick as his forearm and considerable in size.
āWhat theā¦ā
Ling Mo didnāt expect this at all. Releasing the woman, he quickly retreated.
The snake tail fell to the ground but didnāt pursue him, instead coiling on the spot.
The woman continued to stare at Ling Mo, her yellowish eyes faintly tinged with red.
āA zombie?ā Ling Mo swallowed hard and composed himself. His gaze followed her upper body downward.
Upon seeing, he immediately understood where that strange feeling had come fromā¦
This woman had no lower body!
To be precise, her lower bodyā¦ was that snake tail!
Moreover, her arms were bound together, secured to an iron ring beneath the televisionā¦
The emptied television was actually fixed to the ground, and it seemed to serve as her nest.
The zombie snake kept its eyes fixed on Ling Mo. Suddenly, it extended its tail and raised its head high.
āWait, do you actually plan on biting me?ā
Ling Mo was startled. Then, to his amazement, he heard the sound of an iron chain being dragged from beneath the television!
āSo it can move! Why can it move? No, why does this creature even exist!ā
Ling Mo slowly backed away. His movements were slow, and the zombie snakeās movements were equally sluggish.
However, watching a humanoid creature dragging a snake tail while crawling toward him made Ling Moās scalp tingle.
The zombie snake had its mouth open, appearing to want to bite the soles of his feetā¦
Ling Mo quickly retreated. He wasnāt necessarily afraid of this zombie snake, but its appearance had genuinely stunned him.
āA tagā¦ a tagā¦ā
As he dodged the zombie snake, Ling Mo scanned the surroundings.
The norm for the experimental group was to have some sort of informational tag nearby.
āWhere is itā¦ā
Watching the zombie snake crawl closer, Ling Mo couldnāt help but feel a bit panicked. This creature was just too bizarre. It was way more unusual than any variation zombie he had ever seen. No wonder it was specially kept on the top floor. This couldnāt even be called a zombie anymore! It should be called a zombie beast!
Terrifying as it was, Ling Moās curiosity was also inevitably piqued. After all, when it comes to a femme fatale, he had one as well!
Of course, the one he had at home could truly be called a femme fatale, whereas this one only retained the āsnakeā aspectā¦
Just then, Ling Mo suddenly noticed something about the zombie snakeās neckā¦
āNo wayā¦ā
Ling Moās mouth twitched. As the zombie snake twisted its upper body, he caught a glimpse of a laminated piece of paperā¦