My Girlfriend is a Zombie

Chapter 731: The Profession of Chainsaw Maniac Knows No Gender

Although the tentacle managed to get in, it could at best sense the psychic light cl.u.s.ter, but it was powerless when it came to specific sensing of the environment. However, since the other party had no reaction to the psychic probe, Ling Mo boldly brought the Jellyfish to the keyhole.

Given the size of the Jellyfish, it obviously couldn’t fit inside, but after the tentacle swept through, it could generally sense the situation inside.

This is a special advantage of mutation creatures, which Zombies cannot match. Zombies can hear faint sounds and smell the scent of people inside, but asking them to reconstruct the environment is a bit too much.

Temperature, light, the size of the s.p.a.ce, and even the ability to judge what kinds of things are inside and where they are located based on the scent… The only drawback of the Jellyfish is the lack of vision. This doesn’t affect it, of course, but it is quite frustrating for Ling Mo. The reason is simple: he isn’t used to it…

Right now, Ling Mo felt quite strange, as if his soul had left his main body and was peeking through the keyhole. Although he could see nothing, it didn’t prevent him from reconstructing the scene in his mind. There was a bit of wishful thinking involved, but it wasn’t far off from reality.

Sure enough, there were no open windows inside the room, not a hint of wind, and it was quite warm. The light wasn’t strong either; the surroundings were pitch black, with only a lamp lit in the middle.

Based on Ling Mo’s experience, that lamp most likely had a lampshade, concentrating all the light in the center.

As soon as he sensed this environment, Ling Mo was delighted. It was ideal for him since it would be harder to be discovered after sneaking in.

Taking advantage of this opportunity to thoroughly search the room, even if the gains weren’t substantial, he could at least gain some understanding of the Experimental Group’s situation.

But figuring out how to get the Jellyfish inside was another conundrum.

Ling Mo first focused his attention on the psychic light cl.u.s.ters inside the room. In reality, there were several light cl.u.s.ters, one of which was busy in the brightest spot of the room, while the others were huddled in a corner. The room was actually quite s.p.a.cious, and Ling Mo hadn’t initially paid much attention to those cl.u.s.tered together. But upon closer inspection, he was somewhat shocked.

Zombies?

Of course, this judgment wasn’t entirely accurate; there could be a mutation beast among them. But based on the scent that the Jellyfish sensed, Ling Mo was inclined to think they were all Zombies.

“Quite the luck today. Hitting the Experimental Group on a two-to-one chance is already a win, but finding the first target coming straight out of the Lab is a real jackpot,” Ling Mo thought as he clenched his fists in excitement. This was definitely a good omen. However, he soon felt a pang of regret. If he had known earlier that the woman might be carrying a report or some kind of Laboratory doc.u.ments, he would have followed her.

But missing that chance wasn’t a big deal. Ling Mo didn’t have much confidence in successfully intercepting the doc.u.ment. Even if he managed to stop her, getting the doc.u.ment back would be a significant challenge since the Jellyfish couldn’t read it…

“As a spy, this Jellyfish still has many inadequacies…”

After observing for a while and seeing no movement from the person, Ling Mo concentrated, controlling the Tentacle to fully extend through the keyhole.

As the invisible Tentacle slowly reached the door handle, Ling Mo’s expression turned serious.

Executing such a high-difficulty operation from several hundred meters away required complete focus; even a slight distraction could lead to failure.

This was the result of Ling Mo’s daily practice. Mastering the Puppet Control Ability to this degree had taken a lot of hard work.

The so-called Tentacle was actually akin to the strings used for puppet control. It was easier to manipulate Zombie Puppets, but separating the strings for other tasks was extremely difficult.

Ling Mo’s eyebrows twitched as he painstakingly wrapped the Tentacle around the door handle.

Materialization!

At the moment the Tentacle materialized, Ling Mo instantly felt his psychic power consumption nearly double.

However, given his current total psychic power, twice the consumption wasn’t much.

Click, click, click…

The door handle turned slowly, but the person inside remained completely unaware.

Ling Mo held his breath and focused intently… Even though his main body’s caution didn’t actually affect the overall situation, he couldn’t help but react.

Snap.

With a soft sound, Ling Mo distinctly saw the person’s psychic light cl.u.s.ter flutter slightly.

Footsteps immediately followed, clearly indicating that the person inside was approaching the door.

However, just as the person got within five meters of the door, a loud “bang” abruptly echoed from inside.

This sound was much louder, and a “roar” soon followed.

The roar was unbelievably harsh, startling Ling Mo.

The person’s footsteps paused for a moment before they hastily turned around.

But at that instant, the door had already been quietly pushed open a crack, and a red glimmer slipped through.

As the door was lightly left ajar, the person turned and approached the door again.

At the moment, the Jellyfish was clinging to the ceiling near the door, while Ling Mo looked down at the person’s psychic light cl.u.s.ter from above.

The person clearly opened the door and peered outside for a few moments before shutting it again.

In that brief span, Ling Mo had already closed the distance to the cl.u.s.tered psychic light cl.u.s.ters.

“The smell of rust… and something burnt… A cage? Electrified?” Ling Mo quickly guessed the general setup.

The room contained several Zombies being held, along with a researcher…

Ling Mo had an idea, and a Tentacle split off, slowly reaching towards one of the psychic light cl.u.s.ters…

In the dim corner, several cages were lined up, each holding a Zombie bound by an iron chain.

These Zombies were mostly injured, some even crippled, but all had a pair of blood-red eyes glaring.

Suddenly, one of the Zombies looked dazed, and after a moment, it jerked its body and then raised its head to look around the room.

“Ugh…”

This type of two-stage control method took Ling Mo several seconds to get used to, like coming down to the ground after hanging in mid-air for too long, feeling a bit dizzy and disoriented.

Additionally, this method was a strain on Ling Mo’s psychic power, requiring precise control of mental energy output to maintain synchronization.

“Huh? Iron chains?”

Ling Mo quickly noticed the Iron Chain on the Zombie Puppet; there was even one looped around its mouth.

The chain looked very similar to the ones he had seen on the Canine Zombie, clearly electrified.

The Zombie Puppet he chose seemed quite active; despite its numerous injuries, it was still very much alive. For Zombies, being alive meant being full of energy, capable of tearing a person apart by hand. The person who put this humanoid beast in the cage obviously relied on these mummy-like Iron Chains to restrain it.

Ling Mo found this method familiar. He furrowed his brows in thought before suddenly uttering an “Oh!”

No wonder it looked familiar; he had seen a similar setup in the memories of a Niepan Peripheral Member. Niepan members used these Iron Chains to capture Zombies…

“Catching so many alive is really no small feat.”

Ling Mo controlled the Zombie Puppet to move a bit, but its limbs were completely locked. From the feelings in its arms, it was clear that they had been broken before. However, with a Zombie’s remarkable regenerative abilities, as long as a limb wasn’t completely severed, it could heal. This was something humans simply couldn’t match.

For humans, even a minor injury could be fatal or lead to mutation, whereas Zombies could fully recover as long as they weren’t dismembered. This significant difference contributed to the ever-widening gap in numbers between humans and Zombies.

Since there was no shared pain sensation, Ling Mo didn’t bother considering what kind of torture the Zombie had endured. He mainly wanted to find out what these researchers were doing with the Zombies.

“What’s this…?”

Ling Mo’s eyes turned to a Trash Can outside the cage, which contained several discarded syringes. Judging by the warped needles and the bloodstains on them, it was clear that these tools had been used on the Zombies. However, needles alone couldn’t penetrate Zombie skin; they must have used additional methods.

“Whoa, a chainsaw?”

“Is that a drill…?”

“They even have axes!”

The more Ling Mo looked around, the more his scalp tingled. The scene was too horrific to bear!

When he finally spotted the figure in the white lab coat, only one thought remained in his mind.

This person was like a real-life Heishui chainsaw murderer…

But when Ling Mo got a clearer look at the person, he almost choked.

It turned out to be a woman! How could it be a woman!

And judging by her profile, she had a ponytail and seemed very scholarly!

Ling Mo’s throat bobbed in disbelief; he couldn’t imagine her wielding a chainsaw or an axe…

However, thinking about the few female Zombies he had back home, he could sort of accept it.

Compared to them, this woman seemed quite gentle…

“Wait, no. Ye Lian and the others act according to their racial instincts, but this woman…”

After a s.h.i.+ver ran through him, Ling Mo s.h.i.+fted his attention away from her.

This woman could never have imagined that the Zombie in the cage would suddenly turn into someone else. Right now, she was meticulously observing something under a microscope.

Whatever she was examining, it definitely wasn’t anything pleasant…

The floor was quite clean, which made sense since humans always kept their distance from Zombie blood.

But the area beneath the cage was a different story. Ling Mo even noticed a man-made trough in front of the cage, filled with old blood residue.

“It seems like this place has been in use for quite some time. When did they start these experiments?”

This room didn’t feel like an experimental lab but rather a testing ground. Ling Mo spotted several instruments on a table behind the woman. They looked like blood testing equipment, but he couldn’t be sure.

“She doesn’t seem like a superhuman. Could she be a doctor?” Ling Mo pondered, his gaze already s.h.i.+fting to a nearby table.

On it was a tray holding a stack of reports…