102: Chapter 102 The Little Queen Asks the Zombie Horde: Who Gave You Permission to Come Up Here?

The ordinary zombies that had just been slamming against the barricades froze before the trench.

A green-skinned zombie, which was gnawing on a corpse with half an arm still hanging from its mouth, raised its head and looked towards Tiangong No. 1.

The survivors held up steel pipes and shields.

Someone had just hacked off half of a zombie's head, and their blade was still stuck in the skull.

He tried to pull the blade out, only to discover that the zombie, which had only half a face left, was looking up toward the mountaintop.

The man's hand went limp.

The handle of the blade slipped from his palm.

The cigarette in Fat Dragon's mouth fell into the muddy water.

"Damn it..."

"Are these things holding a meeting?"

Captain Han Xue stood before the isolation line, gripping her gun, her palms slick with sweat.

In the living room of Tiangong No. 1, Lin Motong stood by the window.

She held that unfinished cup of hot milk, and deep within her pupils, a dark red color began to surface bit by bit.

Everyone in the living room looked at her.

Su Muxue was the first to move.

She picked up the temperature gun and walked quickly to Lin Motong's side.

"Don't move."

The temperature gun was held close to her forehead.

Beep.

The screen flashed.

Garbled text.

Su Muxue switched to a second detector.

Beep, beep, beep—the instrument went off the charts, and the screen turned completely red.

Su Muxue put on medical gloves and quickly took out a syringe.

"It's not a fever."

"Her metabolism and neural signals are completely chaotic."

"Mo Tong, can you hear me? I need to draw blood."

Rapid footsteps came from the direction of the pool area.

Wang Ya rushed out.

She was still dripping with water droplets, not even having had time to put on a coat.

"Tongtong!"

She was just about to rush over when Lin Yuan raised his hand.

"Stop."

Those two words were like nails, pinning Wang Ya to the spot.

She looked at her daughter.

Tears rolled down instantly.

Yet, she dared not take another step forward.

Qin Yumo, covered in wounds, gripped her twin blades and stood in front of Lin Yuan, licking her lips.

Su Xiaonuan had already accessed the isolation door permissions.

As long as Lin Yuan nodded, the living room would be sealed off by triple-layered alloy doors.

"Lin Yuan."

Su Muxue lowered her voice.

"She isn't reacting to me."

"She might not be the original Mo Tong right now."

Lin Motong turned her head.

She did not blink.

Her breathing was so light it was almost inaudible.

"Dr. Su, I can hear you."

Su Muxue did not retreat.

She held up the syringe, her fingers tense, but she dared not inject it.

Lin Yuan looked at Lin Motong.

[Target Lin Motong, current affinity: 24%.]

[Warning! Target is becoming a zombie!]

[Please sign a contract with the host's blood as soon as possible.]

Lin Yuan's gaze darkened.

When Wang Ya went berserk, it was instinct swallowing reason.

Lin Motong was different.

She was too calm.

So calm that it was as if she were standing outside of humanity, watching a disaster that had nothing to do with her.

Down the mountain.

The Zombie Horde slowly pressed forward one step.

Just one step.

The shanty town exploded into chaos.

"They moved!"

"Open the door! Let us in!"

"Mr. Lin, help!"

Several survivors rushed towards Cloud Top Palace like madmen.

Captain Han Xue raised her gun.

Bang!

The bullet hit the ground near the first person's feet.

"Go back!"

That person knelt in the muddy water, crying and shouting, "Captain Han! You're a police officer! Save us!"

Captain Han Xue gritted her teeth.

"I cannot save people who want to die."

Fat Dragon rushed over carrying a fire axe and kicked the person back.

"Don't move!"

"Whoever runs dies first!"

In the living room.

Lin Motong tilted her head and looked out the window.

"Uncle Lin."

"I think I can control them."

She paused.

"Do you need me to have them eat everyone in Cloud Top Palace?"

Tang Qiqi's face turned pale.

"This dialogue isn't right..."

No one answered her.

Wang Ya covered her mouth, her shoulders trembling.

As a Mutant herself, she could feel the aura on Lin Motong suddenly skyrocketing.

Lin Yuan walked towards Lin Motong.

Qin Yumo immediately stepped aside.

"Master."

Lin Yuan said, "Back away."

Qin Yumo stepped back half a step, but her eyes remained fixed on Lin Motong.

Wang Ya was about to speak.

Lin Yuan didn't turn back.

"Everyone, stay ten meters away from her."

Su Xiaonuan immediately executed the order.

"Everyone, fall back."

Wang Ya was pulled back by Su Muxue.

She stared at Lin Motong, her voice shattered.

"Tongtong, Mom is here."

Lin Motong glanced at her.

The dark red in her eyes did not fade.

Lin Yuan walked up to her.

He took out a tactical knife from his space and sliced his palm.

Blood surged out.

Lin Motong looked at that streak of blood.

Her throat moved slightly.

She asked, "Am I still me?"

Lin Yuan pressed his bleeding palm to her lips.

"Whether you are you or not is not decided by the Zombie Horde."

"It is decided by me."

Lin Motong watched him quietly.

The next second.

She opened her mouth and bit down on Lin Yuan's palm.

Boom!

The Zombie Horde below roared simultaneously.

The sound drowned out the wind, the gunfire, and the breathing of every human.

The blast-proof glass of Tiangong No. 1 began to vibrate.

Many people on the outer perimeter collapsed directly to the ground.

Lu Yan pressed against the ground, his expression grim.

"Something happened on the Boss's side."

Tank gripped the machine gun.

"Should we go in?"

Lu Yan shook his head.

"Without orders, no one is allowed to move."

Inside the living room.

Lin Yuan stood where he was.

The blood was swallowed by Lin Motong.

The next second, it felt as if his mind had been torn open by a hand.

Images from his past life rushed in.

Acid rain.

Broken walls.

Shen Qingyue handed the last serum to Lu Feng.

He lay on the ground, looking at his severed finger.

The scene shifted.

A mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

A long-haired girl stood in the center of the Zombie Horde.

She turned to look at him.

That face was Lin Motong.

She said, "Uncle Lin, why didn't you take me home back then?"

The scene changed again.

Tiangong No. 1 turned into ruins.

Su Xiaonuan collapsed at the doorway.

Qin Yumo knelt on the ground with a broken blade.

Wang Ya held a small corpse, crying silently.

The blood on Lin Yuan's palm suddenly turned cold.

Even though Lin Motong was still biting his hand.

For a moment, he felt his palm was empty.

As if she had been dragged out of reality by the Zombie Horde.

Fake things were squeezing into the real world.

The finger bones of Lin Yuan's right hand made a faint sound.

Unfortunately.

His Mental Energy attribute had long been stacked to a superhuman level by this group of women.

His super-high Mental Energy of 80 points shattered the confusion.

The acid rain was gone.

The broken walls were gone.

The ruins were gone too.

Only the living room remained.

Only Lin Motong remained.

Only the dark red surging in her eyes remained.

Lin Yuan reached out his other hand, gripped the back of Lin Motong's neck, and forced her to look up.

"Lin Motong."

"Remember."

"Your mother is here."

"Your home is here."

"The Zombie Horde is not your family."

"They are just tools."

The dark red in Lin Motong's eyes churned.

She looked at Wang Ya.

Wang Ya nodded, crying.

"Tongtong, Mom is here."

"Mom has always been here."

Lin Motong's lips moved.

"Mom..."

The dark red stopped for a moment.

Lin Yuan lowered his voice.

"You said it yourself, who should you be absolutely obedient to, and never betray?"

Lin Motong was silent.

The dark red in her eyes receded by an inch, then violently rolled back.

The Zombie Horde below simultaneously pressed forward half a step.

Lin Yuan's hand pressed harder, his voice colder: "Lin Motong, don't make me repeat myself a second time."

The dark red in Lin Motong's eyes tightened bit by bit.

Her voice was very soft.

"You."

A system notification popped up.

[Target Lin Motong, Mutant (Contracted)]

[Constitution 16 (+8), Mental Energy 60 (+30)]

[Superpower: SS-rank [Paradox of Reality and Illusion]]

Lin Motong let go of his hand.

She turned around and looked down the mountain.

The entire Cloud Top Palace was waiting for a word from her.

The Zombie Horde was waiting too.

Lin Motong squatted down and set down the milk cup.

The bottom of the cup touched the floor.

Very lightly.

She said, "Get lost."

Down the mountain, the Zombie Horde moved.

It wasn't an attack.

It was a retreat.

The ordinary zombies crawled in the muddy water, retreating along the ground.

The D-rank Elite Zombie lowered its head and bypassed the gate of Cloud Top Palace.

A few Mutants had originally wanted to rush up, but as soon as they took half a step, they abruptly shrank back.

It was as if they had been whipped back into the darkness by an invisible lash.

The survivors on the outer perimeter were stunned.

Someone's steel pipe fell to the ground.

Someone was kneeling, having even forgotten to cry.

Fat Dragon's throat bobbed.

"What else..."

"Did the Boss add to his home?"

In the living room.

Lin Yuan nodded.

Wang Ya finally rushed over and hugged Lin Motong.

Lin Motong did not struggle.

She buried her face in Wang Ya's arms.

"Mom."

"They are so noisy."

Wang Ya hugged her tight.

"It's okay now."

"Mr. Lin is here."

Su Muxue watched the values on the detector return to normal, her gaze still lingering on the string of garbled text.

Tang Qiqi bandaged her hand that had been injured by the electricity earlier and muttered softly:

"The Little Queen says 'get lost', and the Zombie Horde automatically logs off."

"This is administrator authority, right?"

At the same time, at Jiangcheng University, a person in the shadows opened their eyes.

"Holy shit! I've been reborn?"

He looked up at the blood moon outside.

His expression changed bit by bit.

"No."

"This timeline is wrong."

"Who the hell changed the script!"