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Chapter 589: Thirty Years Single, Hands Faster Than a God

Ling Mo thought gloomily while distractedly controlling the female zombie.

It was a good thing that no one had seen that episode; otherwise, it would have been quite a spectacle…

At that moment, the zombies, led by a Berserker, began their assault on the bus.

Ling Mo’s choice had proven to be correct; the bus was indeed fragile, but after crashing halfway into a building, it had become a natural fortress.

And since it hadn’t exploded after all this time, any more battering would merely dent the metal shell; it was inherently safer than a mere building.

What could fall from a bus, after all, compared to the chunks of cement that could drop from a building?

Dozens of zombies rushed towards the small gap, while others tried to squeeze in from the sides.

The whole bus began to shake violently, surrounded by the grating sound of claws scratching.

The exposed part of the vehicle started to visibly deform and dent, making it a terrifying sight, as if the monsters could rip the bus apart at any moment.

Even Mu Chen and Xu Shuhan, the Niepan members, turned pale at the scene.

No matter how many brushes with death one had, facing the threat of death still made it hard to stay calm.

Even Ling Mo was pale, partly from multitasking and partly from the mental strain.

In fact, even Shana’s expression was unusual, but hers was not due to fear but excitement…

Fortunately, no one was distracted enough to notice her, so the female zombie moved without any hesitation.

Her long hair tossed lightly, she let out a sneaky giggle while slowly swinging the giant scythe in her hand.

The sharp crescent blade flickered coldly above her head, reflecting in her slightly reddened eyes.

Ling Mo was originally worried when he saw her like this.

But just as he was about to speak out, he forcefully controlled himself.

“She’s at the leader level and has a spiritual body. There should be no problem…” Ling Mo reassured himself internally.

He had already realized that he might be interfering too much with Ye Lian and the others’ behavior.

After all, they were zombies, and no matter how hard they tried, they wouldn’t become human overnight.

Even Shana was the same; only half-human, how could she take into account “what a human should do” for everything? What about her zombie nature?

Ling Mo hoped that one day they could think like normal people… but that process was destined to be slow and difficult.

The virus had mutated them in less than half an hour, but recovery required a long process of trial and waiting.

It was a difficult path, but Ling Mo had decided to walk it.

Not just to fulfill Ye Lian’s wishes, or for Shana and Li Ya Lin to experience emotions like humans, but for their shared future.

During this process, Ye Lian and the others occasionally needed to vent their zombie nature.

Ling Mo realized that his overprotectiveness sometimes acted as an unintentional restraint.

So now, Ling Mo decided to let them do as they pleased when appropriate.

Like now, letting Shana fight wouldn’t hurt anything…

The gap wasn’t large; Xu Shuhan stood with her gun on the left side, while Shana stood on the right.

Mu Chen also stood by, ready to assist at any moment.

As a mental ability user, Ling Mo was positioned at the rear, but the pressure he bore was not insignificant.

Watching as a dozen zombies leaped like cheetahs, Ling Mo was the first to release a burst of mental energy.

This myriad of invisible tentacles momentarily stalled the zombies’ movements, giving Xu Shuhan a chance to attack.

Her enhancements were clearly related to shooting, but even so, aiming was a challenge when the zombies moved at high speed, especially in such large numbers…

With Ling Mo’s help, Xu Shuhan’s combat effectiveness was partially unleashed.

Even though the tentacles weren’t visible, the sudden issues with the zombies’ movements clearly indicated Ling Mo was the cause.

Xu Shuhan’s eyes lit up, seizing the opportunity to open fire.

But just as she began to shoot, a shadow suddenly rushed to the forefront.

The Berserker!

The weird uncle zombie spread its enormous hands; one hand guarded its face and chest, while the other swung wildly, acting as a shield against the incoming bullets.

Although not all shots missed, most of the zombie assault team survived thanks to it.

The zombies swarmed in, with a few reaching the door while the majority clung to the vehicle.

The body of the bus shook violently again, and Xu Shuhan’s face turned pale: “It knows where I’m aiming!”

“Smart…” Ling Mo’s forehead was coated with a fine sweat as his mental energy was broken through by the Berserker.

A high IQ was one thing, but the Berserker’s strength was the real problem.

“If I’m not mistaken, the real trouble is about to begin. Hold the line,” Ling Mo said.

He briefly shifted his view to Ye Lian and saw they had just jumped out of the bus’s front end.

It wasn’t fair to blame them for being slow; the front of the bus was deformed from compression, and the windshield was completely blocked by furniture and various bricks. The fact that they had cleared a path so quickly was a testament to their swift action.

But this was only the beginning; they still had to clear away the debris blocking the way, or they would have to crawl across the ceiling.

“How much longer?!” Mu Chen swung his machete, helping to fend off the zombies, and bellowed.

“At least another five minutes,” Ling Mo estimated the progress and replied.

“Damn it!” Mu Chen roared in frustration.

He didn’t have Shana’s formidable combat strength, especially at times like this, wielding a machete made him feel especially short-handed.

Shana’s scythe was a long weapon, and when she swung it, no zombies could get close. Xu Shuhan’s abilities were difficult to utilize in this situation, but at least she had a gun…

Only Mu Chen had to sneakily hide behind them, looking for opportunities to extend his knife for a covert attack, often missing his mark.

These zombies were not like the ordinary zombies of the past—they would recklessly move forward in the face of bullets or knives.

Now, when zombies witnessed their comrades getting wounded, they would immediately adjust their actions to avoid similar attacks.

In such close-range evasions, zombies seldom made those laughable common sense mistakes anymore.

When it came to agility, a normal Psychic could at best only match zombies equally…

However, as Mu Chen roared, his hand speed suddenly surged.

From Ling Mo’s perspective, it was as if Mu Chen had suddenly installed a high-powered engine in his arms, extending and retracting them rapidly.

“Seems he’s been holding back…” Ling Mo took an extra glance and thought to himself.

It seemed that this situation was a mix of gains and setbacks; although it brought significant trouble, it also forced them to reveal their true strengths.

As Xu Shuhan had said, Ling Mo had reached a temporary cooperation agreement with them but didn’t fully trust them yet.

Everyone was making compromises because neither side had any other choice.

But in this compromise, Ling Mo was in a dominant position, holding the initiative.

“Damn, still can’t stab it right?!” Mu Chen cursed while quickly thrusting his knife forward.

A zombie was just clawing at the car’s exterior, trying to throw itself in, but Mu Chen was a tad quicker. He stabbed it right in the face, sending blood spurting out as the body was knocked away.

“Not bad on the speed,” Ling Mo commended.

Mu Chen, sweating profusely, couldn’t help but boast proudly: “Of course! You’re joking, right? Thirty years of being single has made my hand speed…”

“What’s there to be proud of…” Xu Shuhan, drenched in sweat and focused on the outside, managed to interject in time.

Ling Mo paused for a moment, then sincerely added, “That’s… pitiful.”

“Damn, what are you pitying me for?!” Mu Chen exploded in anger. If it weren’t for the dire situation, he would have turned around and gone after Ling Mo first.

So what if you don’t have to guard the front door? Hiding in the back, so you have time to argue with me, right?!

“You know…” Ling Mo said calmly.

“I’m gonna fight you!” Mu Chen shouted.

“Damn! You fight him first!” Ling Mo suddenly yelled out in alarm.