At this moment within Team F, a pair of eyes were covertly observing from behind a sliver of a window, silently watching as Ling Mo and his group departed down the alley.
Lucy kept her gaze on Ling Moâs retreating figure until he completely vanished from sight, then slowly retracted her eyes.
Standing at a high vantage point, overlooking the vast expanse of the city, Lucyâs eyes no longer held the blankness they once did.
Survival was no longer her sole purpose; there was much more she aspired to fight forâ¦
Ling Moâs collaboration with Team F had now become a source of motivation for Lucy.
Miracle Teamâ¦
Lucy muttered to herself twice.
This squad was a sharp blade Ling Mo had left within Team F, capable of securing greater benefits for him and offering mutual benefits with Lucy.
This understanding was unspoken between Ling Mo and Lucy, but the members of Miracle Team were very clear about it.
However, at least for the current phase, the freshly formed Miracle Team still needed to rely heavily on Lucy, their president.
âTaking it upon herself to leave the trouble with me, and not even a goodbyeâ¦,â Lucy suddenly curled her lips, casting a sharp glance in the direction Ling Mo had left, not caring whether he could see her or notâ¦
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âSzzt~!â
Ling Mo suddenly felt a chill shoot up the back of his neck and couldnât help but inhale a breath of cold air.
He turned his head with a sense of feeling toward the provincial TV station building left behind, a flicker of complexity crossing his eyes.
But soon enough, his attention returned to Yu Shiran and the others.
Relying solely on his senses, Ling Mo could only determine their direction, not their exact location.
Through Black Silkâs perspective, Ling Mo could be sure they were inside a building, but with high-rises everywhere in the vicinity, even within the same direction, there were several buildings standing there.
If it werenât for Mu Chen and the other two with him, Ling Mo would have already started searching without hesitation. With his speed, it wouldnât have taken much time.
But with these three in tow, not hurrying on the road and instead heading into buildingsâ¦
Such abnormal behavior was as good as shouting, âI have an issue, come suspect meââ¦
He needed to find a way to resolve this issueâ¦
âI wasnât thorough enough, I should have made them stay put last night⦠But how did they even end up in such a place?â Ling Mo was thoroughly puzzled.
And this was just a thought he had; in the past few nights, he hardly had the spare time to deal with these mattersâ¦
From Black Silkâs point of view, they had obviously gone down another level, and the mucus around them was becoming more abundant.
Even through Black Silk as a ârelayâ, Ling Mo could sense a whiff of danger.
It was likely that after passing through this sticky corridor, the place they would arrive at wasnât going to be pleasantâ¦
âItâs so dark insideâ¦â Ling Mo felt a tingling on his scalp and sighed inwardly.
The light around was diminishing even further, making it even harder to determine the exact location, and without windows on either side, the method of using the outside view for orientation was useless.
However, Black Silkâs mental fluctuations became noticeably excited, as if it had detected some delectable treat and couldnât wait to pounce on it.
Ling Mo was very familiar with this sensation; every time Black Silk saw him, its mental fluctuations were just like thisâ¦
âIndeed itâs hunting⦠But what exactly are they hunting⦠Mutated Beasts? Mutated zombies? A new mutated type?â Ling Mo grew increasingly curious. There werenât many prey that could excite Black Silk. Could it be a leader level zombie? But that doesnât seem likely⦠he hadnât encountered a leader level zombie with such a predilection before.
So⦠a dominant level?
But if it was a dominant level, the positions of the hunter and the hunted should be reversedâ¦
Moreover, Ling Mo soon made another discovery. As the distance between them narrowed, the connection between Ling Mo and them did not become clearer.
It felt as though the mental link was being obstructed by something, as if a thin membrane was blocking between them.
At first, Ling Mo was somewhat puzzled, but then he noticed the mucus.
This mucus was everywhere, and it certainly had uses other than just being disgusting.
There were no other anomalies around, so if something was indeed causing an interference effect on his Mental Power, it was undoubtedly this mucus.
Considering the proximity to Team F and that it had remained undiscovered for so long, it must also be thanks to this mucus.
After realizing this, Ling Moâs interest in this âdigestive systemâ was piqued.
As a mental ability user, he never slacked in training his Mental Power, but he had never found any effective means to shield against other peopleâs mental detections.
If he could confirm that this mucus indeed had a shielding effect on Mental Power, it would be an invaluable find.
Of course, if he could figure out the principle behind the shielding, that would be even betterâ¦
âHave you always traveled at such a slow pace?â Mu Chen finally couldnât help but ask.
Ling Mo glanced at him and said, âWhatâs your hurry?â
âMy connection to the branch has been cut. You tell me if I should be worried!â Mu Chen said frantically.
This was all thanks to Ling Mo, a little tampering, and the mental seed from Number Zero in his brain was gone.
Not only that, but his mental connection to the branch had also been completely severed.
Of course, his life-saving measures were still in place, something both he and Ling Mo were clearly aware of.
Not just him, but Xu Shuhan and Xia Zhi were in the same boat. Although they didnât have a mental seed in their brains, their contact had also been cut off.
While frustrated, Mu Chen also deeply feared Ling Moâs methods.
Indeed, this guy was Number Zeroâs nemesis⦠But how much effort had Number Zero put into his research? And how had this monster managed to counter itâ¦
What Mu Chen didnât know was that the mysterious technique that baffled him was actually just two simple tricks for Ling Mo.
One was Mental Strangulation, not too strong, but enough to cut off the little tricks in the brains of these non-mental ability users.
Even if it wasnât a complete severance, they wouldnât be able to use it again for a short time.
As for Number Zeroâs mental seed, dealing with it was even simpler.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Two words: consume.
Unreservedly accepting a very pure cluster of mental power, Ling Mo suddenly found the mental energy he had expended due to the recent anomalies replenished greatlyâan unexpected boon.
However, during the consumption process, Ling Mo was acutely aware that he hadnât been able to completely eradicate the mental seed.
Residues remained, hidden deep within Mu Chenâs consciousness.
Extracting those remnants would inevitably harm Mu Chenâs Mental Sphere, and should Ling Mo attempt this, the mental energy would retaliate against his intrusionâessentially the last-ditch life-saving mechanism Ling Mo had surmised.
This method was passive but intrigued Ling Mo nonetheless.
If he could incorporate such a mechanism within his own Mental Sphere, it would add an extra layer of protection against external mental power impacts.
But to achieve this was not so simple; separating oneâs own mental power and then reintegrating it into oneâs Mental Sphere, while maintaining a certain level of resilience⦠just the thought was daunting!
âWhy arenât you saying anything?â Mu Chen bellowed.
âConsidering you were planning to go back anywayâ¦â Ling Mo replied calmly.
Xu Shuhan, who had remained silent, looked at Ling Mo with a meaningful gaze.
Their eyes met, and their smiles shared an unspoken understanding.
âWhat are you two exchanging looks forâ¦â Mu Chen, now keen-eyed, leaned in to ask Xu Shuhan.
âMind your words,â Xu Shuhan chided with a glance, âHe doesnât trust us, so he used this measure. Now weâre both his partners and his captives. You still donât understand thatâ¦â
âDamn!!â Mu Chen let out a low growl, venting his frustration.
âBut since heâs still willing to make such moves, it actually proves that he does indeed intend to cooperate,â Xu Shuhan continued.
âThatâs supposed to show sincerity?â Mu Chen couldnât help but roll his eyes.
âOf course, it counts. If he just went along with us without any precautions, Iâd be more suspicious of his underlying motives,â Xu Shuhan said, not bothering to lower her voice as if she didnât mind Ling Mo overhearing.
She gave Mu Chen a teasing look and suddenly added, âBut you really should be worried. If Ai Feng thinks youâre dead, how long will it take for him to replace you?â
Mu Chen was speechless for a few seconds before suddenly shouting at Ling Mo, âBrother, how about reconsidering the deal I mentioned last time? Buy one, get one free!â