Chapter 7

Hearing the body of the mutated zombie fall, Ye Lian immediately darted over and swiftly scooped out the brain gel. With her current hand speed, she could even manage to scoop out the brain gel without a single drop of blood sticking to her hands. It was only after she let go that the large hole in the back of the mutated zombie's head began to slowly ooze a mixture of red and white.

What surprised Ling Mo was that the brain gel of the mutated zombie was completely different from that of ordinary zombies. The brain gel of ordinary zombies was only slightly reddish, but the gel scooped out from the brain of the mutated zombie was completely covered with red veins, making it look like a beautiful red gem at first glance.

After giving Ye Lian the order to wait, Ling Mo took the gel from her and examined it closely. He had previously speculated that this gel was the site of the viral infection, similar to a stone in the body, but softer. Perhaps because the infection site was in the brain, it caused the infected to lose their reason and become zombies.

By consuming the infection site, Ye Lian's virus became purer, and the influence of the virus on her would gradually deepen. This might be a path of fighting poison with poison...

When he brought it close to his nose, a very faint but extremely pungent smell immediately rushed in, making Ling Mo frown and almost faint. However, what normal people couldn't tolerate was a supreme delicacy to Ye Lian.

Judging by the appearance of the gel, the purity of the virus it contained was much higher than that of ordinary zombies. Considering the situation that had occurred before, Ling Mo decided to wait until they found a suitable place to rest before letting Ye Lian consume the gel. Otherwise, if she fainted on the spot, Ling Mo would also lose his ability to act, and any ordinary zombie that came along could finish him off.

After stepping over the body of the mutated zombie, Ling Mo frowned as he entered the workshop, which looked no different from a slaughterhouse. Ye Lian was left outside to prevent the smell of blood from attracting more zombies.

The floor was covered with a layer of blood and flesh, and stepping on it felt strange. The strong stench of decay was so overwhelming that it made his head ache.

Thinking that Wang Lin might be among the blood, flesh, and bones, Ling Mo wished he could drag the body of the mutated zombie over and beat it up again.

The workshop contained many finished or semi-finished craft knives and swords, but these were not what Ling Mo was looking for. After searching for a while, he found a box under a blood-stained sleeve.

When he opened the box, there were indeed several daggers and short knives inside. When he pulled them out, they gleamed with a cold light. The edges were very sharp, and the quality was quite good, much better than the heavy kitchen knives and more convenient to carry.

After carefully testing the feel, Ling Mo chose a short knife to hang at his waist and a handy dagger. With these two items, they should be able to help a bit on the way to the main city...

Although Ye Lian was strong, the more they approached the city, the more zombies they would encounter. Relying solely on Ye Lian was not feasible.

Moreover, because he was with Ye Lian, Ling Mo always had a subtle feeling. He hoped to be stronger than Ye Lian, rather than relying on her to survive. This way, when Ye Lian eventually regained her reason, he could face her with his head held high...

After establishing a mental connection with Ye Lian, he could evolve together with her, which gave him a chance to become stronger. However, evolving together was not enough. As a mutated zombie, Ye Lian's physical strength was much higher than Ling Mo's, while Ling Mo's advantage lay in learning and continuously exploring combat techniques.

During the days of fighting alongside Ye Lian, Ling Mo indeed learned a lot from practical combat. This was evident from his battle with the mutated zombie earlier.

But this was not enough... Ling Mo walked out of the workshop and looked at Ye Lian's back with a complex expression.

It had been confirmed that there were indeed mutated zombies like Ye Lian, and from her astonishing growth rate, it was clear that they would soon encounter something even stronger than a mutated zombie. Especially in the city, where zombies were dense, the number of mutated zombies was probably not small... This meant that his rate of becoming stronger was not fast enough.

"Let's go."

Seeing that there was nothing else to find in the store, Ling Mo left with Ye Lian. Although Ye Lian received only mental commands from Ling Mo, in his eyes, she was still the cute girl who used to be affectionate, and he couldn't help but talk to her.

But what Ling Mo didn't know was that after they left, in a two-story building across the street, a slender, white hand suddenly pulled back the heavy curtain, and a pair of clear eyes watched through the narrow gap as Ling Mo and Ye Lian disappeared at the intersection.

"Wang Lin, what's wrong?"

A man's voice came from inside the room, asking in confusion.

The girl called Wang Lin immediately let go of the curtain and turned to look at the dimly lit room. Her delicate, well-defined face showed no expression, appearing even more frail in the poor light: "The mutated zombie was killed, and the short knife was taken away, the best one."

The man stepped out of the shadows, surprised: "Impossible! How did they do it?"

"Direct confrontation." Wang Lin's expression was also complex, "I was considering a suitable method to deal with him, after all, he was a relative. I didn't expect someone to be able to confront a mutated zombie directly... I noticed them when they came. A girl with no combat ability, and another who looked familiar but I couldn't remember who he was, and he didn't seem particularly special..."

"Amazing! We thought of so many methods, but someone beat us to it." The man looked extremely shocked, but more so, he was frustrated.

At this moment, Wang Lin suddenly grunted in dissatisfaction: "The key is the knife! I made it myself, and he took it! If it weren't for the knife, I wouldn't have come back."

"Since it's already taken, let it go..." The man was immediately somewhat helplessly.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed with anger: "No! I spent half a year making it, why should he take it! Let's go after him now!"

"Don't make trouble for yourself..."

"You're always so cowardly! Anyway, I don't want to see him again, or I'll make him pay! How dare he take my things, a thief!"

"Yes, you're right..." The man agreed, then asked cautiously, "The knife is gone, what do we do now? Should we go to your cousin's shop? Maybe check if anyone survived there..."

"I hope they're all dead!" Wang Lin's face showed a look of disgust, muttering in dissatisfaction.

But after a moment of silence, she nodded helplessly: "There's no choice. The knives made by that family are not bad, as they inherited the skills from Grandpa. Let's go check. If it weren't for the knives, I wouldn't bother. Speaking of which, the guy earlier, the more I think about it, the more familiar he seems..."

"In a small place like this, it's not surprising to have seen him before. Don't think about it, prepare early, and then go to your cousin's shop."

Compared to Wang Lin's coldness, the man was extremely excited. Looking at his reaction, Wang Lin only grunted: "I hope they're all dead! Especially that guy, who took my knife, I wish he dies soon and finds peace!"

At this moment, Ling Mo, who was heading to their temporary shelter, suddenly felt a tingling sensation on his scalp, and a chill ran up from his feet.

He quickly turned around but saw nothing, only the bodies of the zombies he had just defeated.

"What's going on, a hallucination?"

Ling Mo looked around suspiciously, then shook his head in frustration, glanced at Ye Lian, and hurriedly left with her.