Chapter 2 (1/2)

Translator: Exodus Tales  Editor: Exodus Tales

Before the last glimmer of light faded from the sky, Ling Mo had returned to his place.

It was a small building with nothing out of the ordinary, other than having a firm iron gate. He could jump to the next building from the rooftop in order to escape, and it was rather spacious both in the front and back. Plus, it was also located in the suburbs, where there were less survivors and zombies than in the city, making it safer in comparison.

The main advantage was that it was originally a small furniture warehouse. The smell of low-quality paints and lumber filled the warehouse, covering Ling Mo’s scent completely.

The infected monsters didn’t lose their five senses but had them became even more sensitive. Their vision remained clear as day even in the night, and their hearing and sense of smell could not be compared to those of ordinary people.

Before Ling Mo went to bed, he fed a chunk of rancid frozen meat to his zombie puppet. He then shut the zombie outside the iron gate and locked it before going to bed in peace.

Even after he fell asleep, Ling Mo didn’t break the spiritual connection with the zombie puppet. Although it was tiring this way, he could strengthen his ability as well as keep watch over himself.

It seemed simple to rest while maintaining a connection with the zombie, but it was easier said than done. Ling Mo tried many times before he could grasp the balance required. While in a light sleep, he could even hear the tiny noises around himself.

But today, Ling Mo couldn’t fall asleep. The silhouette of that person appeared in his head repeatedly…

After his parents had passed away, the only person Ling Mo cared about in this world was her. He was secretly in love with her, his childhood friend and neighbour, Ye Lian.

When the catastrophe broke out, the last phone call he received was from her.

“Brother Ling, hurry! Run!”

These four simple words were followed by the busy tone…

Ling Mo knew that Ye Lian was probably in danger. When the virus broke out, she was on her way to his house, wanting to make dinner for him and improve his quality of life…

Because of this, there was a lump in Ling Mo’s heart. Whether or not she was dead or alive, he would find her nonetheless.

“Tomorrow… I’ll go search for her tomorrow.”

After having prepared for so long, Ling Mo thought that it was time for him to pass through this area with his zombie control power.

In his head, he had thought of a place where she might be. It wasn’t too far from where he was, but there were two residential districts in between, which was the most dangerous zone possible to cross.

In order to cross the zone as safely as possible, Ling Mo had already prepared everything and waited for tomorrow to come…

Early in the morning, Ling Mo opened his eyes and jumped down from the soft unfinished bed he was on. He checked his backpack again and took a deep breath before going downstairs.

Under his control, the zombie puppet guarded the gate obediently. His clothes were wet from the cold air but he didn’t look tired at all.

For reasons unknown, this large-scale virus breakout not only turned humans into monsters, but also strengthened their bodies. Ling Mo also noticed that in order to maintain their new bodies’ high energy consumption, the zombies’ instincts drove them to continuously seek food to eat. Naturally, their food source was uninfected survivors.

Ling Mo opened the door after clenching the cleaver in his hands tightly, and made the zombie puppet head towards the route he had scheduled in advance.

As soon as he entered the residential district, the number of zombies wandering on the street visibly increased. It was impossible to use noise to lure the zombies somewhere else since the environment here was too complicated and he could easily get himself caught.

The only way was to pick the route with the least zombies and pass by silently.

The difficulty for an ordinary person in a place like this was beyond imagination, but luckily, Ling Mo had a zombie puppet.

Working with the zombie puppet, Ling Mo killed more than ten zombies in succession and finally crossed the area, arriving at a large street that used to be bustling in the past.

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It was the transition area between the suburbs and the city. Ling Mo predicted that Ye Lian was somewhere on this street when she made the call to him.

There were abandoned buses all over, and all the shops on the street were wide open and pitch black.