Chapter 94 Shancheng: Jiangbei Team | Wunan Tower

Remembering something, Lin Mu looked at He Ze, “He Ze, your abilities have improved a lot.”

“Of course! I didn’t get trained by that slicing-and-dicing doctor for nothing. After that iron plate got smashed, they even had me sparring with people for several days!!”

He Ze puffed out his small chest proudly, deserving a hundred rounds of praise.

Throwing the medicinal ointment back into the bag, Fu Jingmo looked at He Ze and spoke with a mischievous tone, “Yes, very impressive.”

Lin Mu didn’t miss the fleeting smirk at the corner of his mouth, lowered his eyes, and smiled.

“Right? Right? Brother Fu, I’ve really gotten stronger! You actually praised me!!”

Since they’d met, Fu Jingmo had done nothing but reprimand him, never giving praise. This rare compliment made He Ze feel like it was New Year’s, and his tall frame spun happily in place.

If he had a tail, Lin Mu had no doubt he’d be wagging it.

“Mm, very impressive, a lot of progress. Look at us now—I’m out of energy, Mumu is injured, Xiao Shen is unconscious. Everything’s relying on you.”

He Ze, basking in the praise, even cleared his throat, “Brother, that’s enough. Save some compliments for tomorrow.”

“Alright, then go toss those people outside a bit farther away, and take their car.”

“Ah!!?? No… ah, bro…”

“We can only rely on you, He Ze. Otherwise, this bloody smell will attract who knows how many zombies all night. If I go out there and run into zombies, I can’t even use my abilities—I might not make it back.”

Fu Jingmo leaned back on the sofa, legs crossed, looking utterly weak and exhausted.

“…” He Ze eyed him suspiciously from head to toe. “Seems to make sense. Alright, leave it to me—I’ll make sure the mission’s accomplished.”

After saying this, He Ze patted his chest and marched out with a proud and determined stride.

Lin Mu couldn’t hold back a muffled laugh—who was the one wildly mowing people down with a heavy machine gun just now? If He Ze even had a kindergarten diploma, he wouldn’t be like this.

“You just enjoy bullying him; he’s afraid of ghosts.”

The latter raised his eyebrow, a smirk tugging at his lips, and winked at him.

Just as the words left his mouth, He Ze’s voice came from outside, “Wuwu, Mumu, can you hold a light for me?”

Lin Mu picked up a flashlight and walked to the door, shining it on the ground for him.

The impression of real corpses is indeed different from that of zombies, so instead of making He Ze move them by hand, Lin Mu said, “Go bring the car over, and I’ll help you load them up.”

He Ze cheered and bounced off, his 186 cm frame heading to get the car. Lin Mu set the flashlight on the windowsill.

“Go open the trunk, and the back doors too.”

Vines shot out, wrapping around those people and tossing them into the trunk. Luckily, once the energy inside the gorilla-like body was fully depleted, it reverted to human form, otherwise, it would have been quite a challenge to fit.

However, the sight of that blood-splattered head was enough to make anyone’s skin crawl.

Lin Mu walked over to the other side and tossed in the mutated strength user from a distance. There was a blood hole right in the middle of his forehead, likely from one of He Ze’s water arrows.

“Alright, drive slowly. Be careful so they don’t fall out. You don’t need to go too far—just drop them off by the roadside where we came from.”

He Ze waved out from the car window, “Got it, got it.”

Watching He Ze leave, Lin Mu finally turned back around. The tall, long-legged figure leaned lazily against the doorframe, arms crossed, gazing at him with deep eyes.

“You two were close in the past?”

Lin Mu nodded, “Yeah, our parents know each other. We grew up together in the same courtyard.”

“Oh…”

Without thinking too much about Fu Jingmo’s sudden question, Lin Mu frowned, “Should we be more cautious tonight? Since our wanted posters are up there, it’s unlikely only one group is after us.”

“Mm, but don’t worry too much. I can feel it—after leveling up, my ability has undergone a nearly qualitative transformation.”

“That’s good. You’ve always been amazing. Being with you, I’ve never had to worry.”

Lin Mu’s face softened as he smiled in relief.

These words thoroughly pleased Fu Jingmo. The two went inside, had a quick bite to eat, and soon, He Ze returned as well.

Lin Mu checked on Shen Rangchen, whose breathing was steady, seemingly just asleep with no serious issues.

“You guys rest. I’ll cultivate for a while,” Fu Jingmo said as he sat down on the sofa and closed his eyes.

Lin Mu and He Ze also nestled onto the sofa. “Mm, next time I need to grab a couple of beds, so we can sleep wherever we go.”

—

Dawn broke.

The night had been relatively peaceful. Aside from hearing a car pass along the road in the middle of the night—though it was unclear if it was someone searching for them—nothing else happened.

Although those people had been tossed out, there were still bloodstains on the ground outside, which attracted a few zombies, swaying as they wandered around.

Lin Mu slept soundly and, at some point, ended up lying on Fu Jingmo’s lap while he slept.

He rubbed his eyes and sat up, muttering groggily, “Sorry.”

Fu Jingmo chuckled, reaching out to take his hand. Still a bit dazed, Lin Mu obediently let him, gradually waking up as Fu Jingmo moved.

The bandage on his hand was untied, and Fu Jingmo examined it. The wound had already healed.

Lin Mu came to his senses and pulled his hand back, feeling that ever since their chat by the concrete wall last time, Fu Jingmo had suddenly become… more caring toward him.

Though, it seemed… kind of nice this way.

The sound of their conversation woke the other two as well, and Shen Rangchen sat up, looking dazed.

The small tuft of hair at the back of his head, which Lin Mu had loosened yesterday out of concern for his comfort, now left his shoulder-length hair soft and messy.

This unintentional change made his usually serious and cool face look a bit younger, almost like a college student.

“Rangchen, how are you feeling?”

Shen Rangchen scratched his head, blinked, and looked at Lin Mu. “I think I’m fine…”

“Mm, that’s good.”

They gathered their things, and He Ze went to the back of the building to get the car. They left the service area, discussing the events of last night and their speculations as they drove.

Shancheng was only 50 kilometers away, and according to what those people had said last night, the closer they got to the city, the more likely someone would be waiting to capture them.

A spatial ability user was an enormous temptation; in this resource-scarce apocalypse, people would fight to the death over a single pancake or steamed bun. And, spatial abilities represented a massive stockpile of survival resources.

They had only been driving for half an hour before they encountered two groups blocking the road, but they were dealt with easily.

However, everyone could feel that they were being watched.

They drove a bit further, only to find a line of people standing across the road ahead. Unlike the previous two groups, this one was clearly prepared.

About a dozen people, armed, and most noticeably, all dressed in black suits, looking more like pre-apocalypse bodyguards.

The car stopped about ten meters away from them, and a man with slicked-back hair, shiny and greasy, ran up.

“Brothers, where are you headed?”

The license plate clearly started with the character “Wu,” and Fu Jingmo didn’t believe they could miss that detail. He shot them a cold glance.

“Move aside, don’t block the way.”

“Come on now, you’re from Wushi City, right? Who here’s got the surname Fu? Our young master’s looking for you!”

He Ze couldn’t hold back a laugh and shouted, “Young master? You all actually have a young master? What’s next, an old master and madam too?”

The man’s face darkened instantly. “Pah, shut your mouth, or I’ll tear it apart for you. Don’t think you can refuse a toast and drink a penalty instead. Get out and come with us.”

He tapped the car door impatiently with his iron rod as the line of people gradually closed in around them.

Fu Jingmo remained motionless, a swirl of dark mist forming in his palm, which he toyed with casually. The sight made the slick-haired man step back two paces.

Just as they were about to be surrounded, a furious shout echoed from afar.

“Huang Gou, stand down! Are you really trying to mess with the Jiangbei team on Wunan Tower’s turf?”