My Girlfriend is a Zombie

“Captain, everything is normal.”

Upon seeing Ling Mo, a Team Member stepped forward and spoke.

The earlier pause of this team leader was nothing noteworthy for these people. The vast area of the Airport is still too large for a patrol team of a dozen people. Sometimes the team leader leaving the group to scout around alone is quite a normal occurrence. Keeping this in mind, Ling Mo didn’t hesitate to make his move.

In the end, it was indeed a gamble that paid off.

Even if they had suspicions, Ling Mo was prepared with a countermeasure.

“I just had a sudden urge to pee…”

This technique could indeed be called a killer move…

This infiltration was relatively easy for Ling Mo.

After another lap with the patrol team, Ling Mo had a preliminary understanding of the defense here.

Although there was only one Patrol Team, different directions have fixed guards armed and vigilant, with the main entrance being heavily fortified.

Despite the Barbed Wire not being electrified, it had many spikes welded onto it, making it difficult to climb for a regular person.

Even zombies would struggle to get over the Barbed Wire, as there’s an extra layer of special protection on both sides.

Following the Patrol Team, Ling Mo found an opportunity to crouch down and gently lift some of the material.

“Oil… and a lot of Rebar… quite a simple yet effective trap.”

Ling Mo looked up to assess the surroundings, estimating the width of this trench to be about five meters. With an additional five meters outside the Iron Net, the total width was quite impressive. However, the master ball can easily overcome this distance, and for Senior Zombies like Ye Lian, it would be no challenge.

For this infiltration, Ling Mo hadn’t planned for Old Zheng to participate.

Even Xiao Bai and Yu Shiran had separate tasks in Ling Mo’s plan.

No matter how well-crafted the design, without understanding the situation inside the Second Camp, it can’t be fully implemented.

The Glasses Man and the Youth had little memory of the current state of the Second Camp, but one particular aspect caught Ling Mo’s attention.

Their impression of Yuwen Xuan was quite significant…

Remembering Yuwen Xuan so clearly while their memories of dealing with him are oddly blurred suggests they’ve been tricked by him. The stark contrast implies they might have consciously chosen to forget that humiliating experience, keeping only the culprit firmly in mind.

Ling Mo sighed inwardly, analyzing earnestly.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Of course, his analysis was mostly speculative, tagging these two with a brand of humiliation in the process.

“Based on the clues, this analysis is closest to the truth. This means Yuwen Xuan does have some capability for self-preservation. However, the Yuwen Xuan in their impressions differs somewhat from the one I remember…”

This madman has clearly changed in some ways, but it’s hard to determine exactly how without direct contact.

Yet Ling Mo had a vague feeling about it, making his gaze towards the cluster of buildings become peculiar…

At the Airport entrance, several stern-looking guards stood motionless on either side.

They held guns in their hands, not looking outside the gate, but inside it.

As a group of Youth approached, one of the guards immediately pointed a gun at them.

“We need to go to Building No.2,” one of the Youth said with a disgruntled tone.

“Go for inspection,” the guard responded icily, pointing to the side.

There stood a round platform sufficient for one person. As he spoke, he lowered his gun and began walking towards it.

The other guards became alert, their gun barrels uniformly aimed at the group.

The Youth let out a discontented snort but reluctantly moved over to the platform and stood on it.

“Body check?”

As Ling Mo stepped onto the stairs leading to the main entrance, he saw this scene through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

After the body checks were completed, the guards finally opened a path, though they still didn’t lower their guns.

Being constantly threatened at gunpoint is unpleasant for anyone, especially for the Youth. When they came out, they ended up face to face with Ling Mo.

Ling Mo, having witnessed the entire process, had no intention of engaging with them. After they emerged, he simply stretched his limbs and calmly headed towards the gate.

Such a level of inspection wouldn’t reveal his peculiarities…

Unexpectedly, a sudden change occurred…

Just as they passed each other, the Youth suddenly bumped his shoulder into Ling Mo.

His speed was quick, clearly a result of long-term training.

However, Ling Mo’s reflexes were not slow either; just before the collision, he sidestepped slightly.

The Youth glanced at him in surprise, then showed a trace of disdain. “Hmph…”

“…”

Ling Mo immediately understood much more. These Youth were obviously from the Second Camp. Unable to confront the guards, they wanted to vent their frustration on him…

“In that case, the only way to get information is through the Falcon’s people…”

The guards clearly recognized this team captain. When Ling Mo walked in, they didn’t question or frisk him.

However, after taking a couple of steps, Ling Mo turned to one of the guards and feigned indignation. “Those guys are too arrogant.” He casually took a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed it to the guard, signaling him to share with the others, “When they come back, give me a little payback, will you?”

These cigarettes had to be exchanged for battle trophies, considered quite valuable for the team captain, but Ling Mo was unbothered by using them.

The guards had witnessed the previous scene, so Ling Mo’s sudden gesture, while unexpected, wasn’t entirely surprising.

“A prime opportunity stands before me, it can’t be wasted,” Ling Mo thought to himself.

The guard was surprised by Ling Mo’s generosity. He hesitated for a moment before accepting the cigarettes, then smiled and said, “Alright. But we can’t go overboard with this; it wouldn’t be good to cross the line.”

“Hey, hey, and you still have the nerve to take them! Can’t you say a bit more?” Ling Mo thought to himself, but he maintained a smile on his face. “Of course, of course… Actually, I kind of envy you guys. Patrolling is exhausting…”

“Envy, my foot! I just saw you pat several strangers’ butts!”

Of course, he wouldn’t say that out loud. With his mutated head making his expressions somewhat stiff, no matter what he was thinking, he always appeared serious on the outside…

The guard, feeling obliged after accepting the gift, awkwardly replied, “It’s not too bad. Besides, you’ll probably be on duty soon, right? I guess it won’t be long before it’s your turn. We’re the second batch, after all…”

Someone nearby took a cigarette and tucked it into their shirt pocket, grumbling as they joined the conversation, “What’s there to envy? Didn’t you see those people’s expressions? They’re ungrateful. This is an order from above; it has nothing to do with us. If they’re unhappy, they should talk to their Boss!”

“Yuwen Xuan doesn’t handle this, does he…” someone else muttered.

“Anyway, I hope my shift ends soon…”

But just as they were getting into it, someone impatiently whispered, “Stop chatting, Secretary Yang is over there!”

As soon as he spoke, everyone fell silent.

Only Ling Mo’s eyes showed displeasure, but with his stiff facial muscles, he still looked the same…

“Who is Secretary Yang anyway? Just when we were getting to the point, my cigarettes went to waste!”

Fortunately, during this brief chat, he picked up quite a few clues.

“There are two things I can confirm for now: first, Yuwen Xuan has tacitly approved of Falcon’s actions; second, this kind of blockade and surveillance seems to have started not too long ago…”

As Ling Mo pondered this, he turned his head and suddenly met someone’s gaze.

A woman was sitting next to a magazine rack, holding a cup of tea.

Ling Mo casually glanced around the lobby, only to find that the woman was looking directly at him.

She had long hair, wore a gray business suit, and high heels, sitting with an air of elegance.

However, her gaze made Ling Mo feel a bit uneasy. When he glanced back at the group of guards, he quickly realized the woman’s identity.

“As expected, she exudes the essence of a secretary from head to toe…” Ling Mo mused.

The woman stared at him for a moment before discreetly looking away.

After pondering for a bit, Ling Mo walked straight through the lobby.

He wasn’t familiar with this team captain’s connections or habits. While he could usually blend in with ordinary people, he risked revealing something in front of someone who knew the captain well.

However…

“Wait a moment,” a female voice suddenly called from the side.

“Darn it,” Ling Mo thought to himself, feeling unlucky. Secretary Yang, who could command respect from the “guards,” likely held some authority. Why would such a woman actively speak to a team captain?

“Could she have some kind of relationship with this captain? If that’s true, her taste is rather peculiar…”

Ling Mo thought, quickening his pace.

Regardless of the situation, he couldn’t afford too much interaction with this woman!

Especially when his facial muscles were still twitching!

A serious expression wasn’t suited for facing a woman like her!

“Wait…”

“I have a stomachache!” Ling Mo blurted out his excuse, rushing forward.

Secretary Yang, sitting on the sofa, looked at Ling Mo with a puzzled expression. “I could have sworn I sensed something…”

She contemplated for a moment, then stood up and slowly followed Ling Mo.