My Girlfriend is a Zombie

Chapter 552 – Honorary Regimental Commander

As Ling Mo had anticipated, the development of events took a predictable turn. Yet, even he hadn’t foreseen that Team F, which had always been rather disorganized, would handle a significant matter with such efficiency…

To summarize, within a few days, they had accomplished three things:

First, they settled on a few members with both strength and good character through a brawl and formed a decision-making team, which they named the “Elders Council.”

Second, they officially changed the base’s tongue-twister of a name to Team F. When Lucy saw the unanimous approval, her expression twisted in a complex grimace.

She first heard the term “Team F” when she had just started interacting with Ling Mo, right? Back then, she never imagined that this irresponsible nickname he casually mentioned would become their official name.

But what could she do if not change it? The Falcons were already calling them Team F, whether they liked it or not…

Moreover, it wasn’t the general members who were the most enthusiastic about the renaming, but the Elders Council.

They even began planning to make homemade black robes as uniforms and distribute tridents as weapons…

However, this plan was quickly dismissed by the president, Lucy, with a single comment:

“Fighting zombies in robes? Are you joking with me?”

“Also… don’t all be influenced by Ling Mo! The world outside is full of zombies, and you’re not strong enough, yet you dare to wear such relaxed expressions! Put those smiles away, be serious! Be solemn! Be miserable! Ah, there you go, that’s how normal people should look…”

Tears streamed down the faces of the elders, powerless and without rights, even smiling seemed like a crime…

What they didn’t know was that after she said these words, while looking at her companions wailing, Lucy, who had kept a stern face, let the corners of her mouth slightly curl up.

“These people, they’ve learned to joke and have fun… Well, it’s better than becoming deranged in despair. That Ling Mo really does have an influence on people…”

As for the third matter, they appointed Ling Mo as their honorary regimental commander, and this decision was also passed unanimously.

After all, from any perspective, bringing Ling Mo onto their ship was beneficial and harmless for them.

If Ling Mo shines, they bask in his reflected glory;

If Ling Mo faces misfortune…

Honestly, no one believes Ling Mo would be unlucky.

His strength alone is formidable, not to mention the three girls by his side.

The four of them together are not a naive addition but a crazy multiplication!

With such a combination, what could possibly go wrong?

So after the internal vote passed, a group of Team F members pushed Lucy forward.

“President, you must secure Ling Mo!”

“Get it done!”

“Do you want to change into a skirt to add some authority?… Okay, forget I said anything.”

…

A few minutes later, a sullen-faced Lucy knocked on Ling Mo’s door.

Over the past few days, Ling Mo had been staying inside his room, showing little interest in the affairs of Team F. However, it was precisely this attitude that fostered trust among the members of Team F.

They needed a reliable support rather than another leader. Ling Mo’s reluctance to meddle in the affairs of Team F? That couldn’t be better!

Even Lucy thought Ling Mo was quite cooperative. It seemed he had a firm grasp of the situation…

Lucy took a deep breath, adjusted her expression, and even managed to squeeze out a slight smile, “Be enthusiastic, be friendly…”

However, the moment the door opened, Lucy, who had been talking to herself, immediately opened her mouth wide in shock. A few seconds later, she was angrily cursing, “Is this what you’ve been doing these past few days?!”

Ling Mo appeared to be in high spirits, but his one hand on his lower back and the other propping the door betrayed his condition.

Not to mention his messy hair and disheveled clothes. Even if Lucy chose to be willfully blind to these details, the kiss marks on his neck were glaringly obvious.

The intensity of those marks suggested there wouldn’t be any new ones for a while…

“What are you talking about?” Ling Mo asked, ruffling his hair.

Lucy fell silent.

After a moment of eye contact, Lucy slowly began, “I have something important to discuss with you.”

“Uh… Here?” Ling Mo subtly pulled the door ajar and used his body to block Lucy’s line of sight.

“It’s too late for that! I’ve already seen the long legs on the bed! And… your half-blood girl there, she’s currently waving at me wrapped in a blanket!”

Lucy rolled her eyes, ignoring Li Ya Lin who was waving at her and the figure who suddenly darted out to pull Li Ya Lin back. She turned back to Ling Mo and said, “Let’s just talk here. This is quite important to us, and it’s also a major decision for us…”

Lucy tried to appear serious, even uttering some formalities.

But upon seeing the kiss marks on Ling Mo’s neck, she lost interest…

“Forget it… I’ll get straight to the point. We all hope you can become our honorary regimental commander. What do you think?” Lucy asked listlessly.

Ling Mo leaned to one side, touching his chin with the hand propped against the door frame, and said, “To strengthen the relationship with Yuwen Xuan?”

“Yes,” Lucy nodded.

“To get more firsthand information from me?” Ling Mo asked again.

“To be precise, we hope to keep pace with Falcon’s gains in this regard. You must have also informed Yuwen Xuan about the new variety of zombies, right?” Lucy said candidly.

Ling Mo nodded, “Yes.”

“You’re like a big tree, and we want to enjoy the shade,” Lucy said.

“Hmm…” Ling Mo slowly stroked his chin, suddenly revealing a sly smile, “What about you then? What can you give me? If the big tree provides shade, shouldn’t you offer some nourishment in return?”

“Be specific,” Lucy’s expression was not one of surprise. Knowing Ling Mo, she understood that there would be no such thing as a free lunch. Without a sufficient offer, how could they possibly engage his services?

Moreover, this guy’s talent for extortion was practically inborn; his asking price always managed to stay within an infuriating range—not exceeding the other party’s tolerance but still painfully extracting as much as possible.

That’s why it was nothing short of a miracle that Ling Mo agreed to accompany Lucy back to the TV station for free…

Even though she knew Ling Mo must have had some ulterior motive, Lucy couldn’t help but feel a bit itchy with curiosity…

Could it be for her? Could it?

This thought looped in Lucy’s mind so many times that she began to believe it herself…

But then, seeing Ling Mo hiding in his room, playing those shameless games with those girls, Lucy’s heart suddenly felt blocked.

Was she thinking too much?

Looking at Ling Mo’s cunning expression as he calculated his price, and then at the bruises on his neck, Lucy suddenly snorted and kicked out.

“Ouch!”

“Hmph! Think it over and let me know!” Lucy glared at Ling Mo fiercely, bit her lip, flipped her hand, and stormed off angrily.

“Hey! Why are you ambushing me?!” Ling Mo called after her, holding his knee.

But as he watched Lucy’s figure disappear around the corner, Ling Mo suddenly paused.

This woman, she’s been acting strange today…

“Huh? She’s not wearing her leather jacket… Tight jeans and retro leather boots… That outfit really suits her, kind of rock style…” Ling Mo muttered to himself, then resumed his wailing, “Girl, I’m hurt, come and heal me… Don’t run! Relax, I won’t do anything to you!”

“Sigh…”

Leaning against the corner, Lucy took a deep breath, listening to Ling Mo’s shouting in the hallway and the sound of the door closing.

Silence returned to the surroundings, but Lucy’s mood could not settle down.

“This guy, he really knows how to make people angry…”

Lucy tugged at the hem of her shirt and twisted the leather cord in her hands.

Hanging on this cord was a small cross, the only thing Lucy brought from home.

“Yes… the only…”

Lucy felt somewhat lost inside; she realized that her feelings for Ling Mo might have developed to a point that she herself could no longer control…

“But…”

Lucy touched the cross, then exhaled deeply: “Lulu, you need to stay calm, stay calm…”