NOVGO.NET Chapter 1138: Those Who Block the Way Must Die!
Chapter 1138: Those Who Block the Way Must Die!
As they set out, Ling Mo couldn’t help but glance at Ye Lian again.
He didn’t know… whether she could hold on safely until that moment… or if something unexpected might happen along the way…
After all, Ye Lian’s advancement this time was far too rapid…
Although Ye Lian had already been on the verge of a breakthrough, Ling Mo hadn’t expected her to reach this level directly. The process of her last evolution was so brief that Ling Mo had almost overlooked it.
Thinking back, he realized it was because he cared too much…
In that situation, it was hard for him to remain as calm as usual. Even though he maintained a certain degree of composure on the surface, inside, his mind was already a tangled mess.
By the time he regained his calm, the next operation had already begun.
On the other hand… judging by Ye Lian’s current state, that momentary advancement actually didn’t mean much. Because until she broke through to the next evolution level, she would remain in this extremely unstable condition.
What worried him most was… once this “instability” erupted, what kind of situation would arise? Ling Mo honestly had no idea…
The unknown was the real sword hanging over their heads…
“So… everything must be done as quickly as possible… I’ve already bypassed the more dangerous armory. If there are Zombies entrenched here too, then… there’s only one option left…”
Kill!
Ling Mo hadn’t felt this way in a long time… but now, he was truly desperate…
“Xia Na and Senior Sister are stable… after all this, they’re also close to another breakthrough… But ‘close’ is relative. Based on Ye Lian’s experience, for them to truly break through, it will still take a lot of accumulation. Relying solely on virus gel, the speed is just too slow…”
Originally, Ling Mo preferred “stable evolution,” but everything he’d experienced this month had been steadily increasing the pressure inside him.
Survival was getting harder and harder… Ye Lian and the others might also face battles they had to handle alone…
In such a worsening environment, only evolution could guarantee their survival rate…
Maybe the reason the environment kept changing was to further encourage Zombies to slaughter each other and evolve…
After humans became marginal Creatures, Zombies, now the mainstream, had become the most numerous Creatures… Perhaps what the virus was doing was replaying what had happened to humans, but this time among Zombies…
Maybe this world would keep cycling through slaughter like this, until the day of its destruction…
“Stop, stop, stop! What am I thinking! Is it really true that anxiety leads to chaos…”
Ling Mo quickly shook his head and looked up ahead.
This Town road stretched straight toward the wilderness ahead… and in that wilderness lay their destination-the silhouette of “granary No.2″…
“If we clear it out early, when we get back, the Helicopter can take us to the armory… Then we’ll figure something out…” Ling Mo sighed inwardly, thinking.
…
“Hoo! All right, this should do it…”
On the rooftop earlier, the Pilot was holding a rolled-up dirty shirt, wiping away the last trace of blood on the railing.
Although the smell of blood still lingered, with the corpses thrown downstairs and the rooftop cleaned, even if any stragglers followed the scent, they would never come upstairs. ℞ἈôBËṨ
And while Ling Mo and the others were in action, as long as he stayed quietly here, nothing would happen.
“Really… I never thought I’d see the day when cleaning up corpses could actually make me feel good… Even though not everyone has turned into Zombies, the few who survived can’t really be considered normal humans anymore… But as long as I can stay alive, that’s all that matters… Sigh, what a pity about Zhang She…”
The Pilot stared at the plasma on the shirt for a while, then stood up and reached out past the railing.
Once he threw away this shirt, all he had left to do was wait…
With every last bit of risk eliminated, there would be no more danger in this desolate little Town…
Yet just as the Pilot was about to let go, his expression suddenly froze, and his body involuntarily trembled.
He didn’t dare move at all, only slowly shifting his gaze with the corner of his eye…
Squeak, squeak, squeak…
Accompanied by a very faint sound, the tightly closed Rooftop door was slowly opening…
“That’s not right! I clearly remember… I even braced it with an iron rod…”
The Pilot’s gaze suddenly shifted to the ground, only to find that the iron rod had, at some point, silently slipped to the floor and was now slowly rolling…
What truly alerted him was actually the sound of the rod scraping against the floor… but even more so, a strong chill…
“Gulu…”
The Pilot swallowed, slowly reaching for his waist…
“It’s fine… If it’s not the captain and the others coming back, then at most it’s just a Zombie. I’ve killed these Monsters myself before…”
The Pilot tried to encourage himself… but at the same time, the door kept opening…
As the iron rod stopped rolling, only the squeaking of the door and the Pilot’s own rapid heartbeat remained on the Rooftop…
“Got it!” The Pilot grabbed the pistol grip and yanked it out.
“I’m their Logistics…”
“If anything happens, I’m the backup…”
“They’re risking their lives up front, if I can’t even handle this…”
“That’d be too embarrassing…”
In the instant he drew his pistol, countless thoughts flashed through the Pilot’s mind…
But what he didn’t expect was that when he finally mustered the courage to turn and raise his gun, there was already someone standing in front of him.
“That’s not a Zombie!”
Just as the Pilot shouted this in his heart, a sudden chill brushed his neck.
“Huh? What’s… happening?”
The Pilot’s eyes widened… He still wanted to fire, but as a hot stream gushed out, all his strength quickly drained away. As his trembling finger tried to pull the trigger, another chill came, and then, right before his eyes, the hand holding the gun dropped straight to the ground…
“Huh, my hand?”
“And me…”
The Pilot’s vision began to blur. He involuntarily staggered back two steps, crashing into the railing, and then uncontrollably toppled backward…
As the Helicopter disappeared from view and all he saw were buildings flashing past, the Pilot realized that what he was thinking wasn’t “I’m going to die,” but…
“Damn… the Helicopter’s gone…”
A second before hitting the ground, the Pilot suddenly felt a bit self-mocking…
“Thought I’d never have this damn sense of responsibility in my whole life…”
Bang!
The Pilot’s eyes were still staring upward…
Behind the railing, that figure stood quietly, a short dagger dripping blood in his hand…
Buzz, buzz, buzz…
“Please Report to Chief of Staff Wang, the first step of the mission is complete…”
The figure took out the Communicator and reported in a calm tone.
“No problems, right?” After a moment’s wait, a woman’s voice came from the Communicator.
“No, they only left a slow-witted fool here. Killing him was easy,” the figure replied.
“Good. With no backup, next they’ll have to fight the Niepan people. Remember, don’t act yet, you know when to wait…” the woman said.
The figure nodded, “I understand…”
“Ling Mo… must die. Only when he’s dead will we have a chance to fully take Miracle Base. At this point, only with more resources and manpower do we have any hope of surviving…”
The figure slowly put down the Communicator. Plop-a thick, bright red drop of blood dripped from the blade to the ground, slowly soaking in, turning into a chilling dark red…