When his target was almost within reach, Tang Ye sprung forward without hesitation. However, before his grasp could make contact, the figure before him twisted around abruptly, leaving Tang Ye to collide heavily with the wall. Bang!
His strong body crumbled the wall, but he didn’t have ti to think about it. After all, a wall posed no threat to Tang Ye, a Level 5 zombie. His face twisted into a grimace, and he took a quick step to the right, his arm sinking into the wall like a knife through tofu. Crack!
The mont his hand felt sothing, Tang Ye knew he was right! His hand transitioned from touching to gripping, latching onto the object. Simultaneously, his other hand plunged into the wall, hooking onto the other side. Executing his trendous strength, he tore the wall down in one go. Crash!
"Heh heh, running away? From where will you run?"Smirking, Tang Ye pulled the object towards him, gaining a clear view of it.
It was a zombie. A zombie the sa size as a normal person. It looked like an ordinary zombie that hadn’t evolved. If not for its speed, Tang Ye would have been fooled.
Tang Ye was certain this zombie was of a different type; it wasn’t strong or fast, and it wasn’t psychic. But its aura revealed it to be a Level 3 zombie!
Despite its speed, which was comparable to a Level 2 Speed Zombie, Tang Ye ruthlessly threw it onto the ground and pressed his foot onto its chest to stop it from moving.
But it kept struggling. Drops of black liquid started oozing out of it, and within the liquid were black zombie worms.
Seeing the black zombie worms, Tang Ye imdiately realized that the worms were originating from the zombie.
Without wasting any ti, Tang Ye used his psychic capabilities to establish a connection with the zombie, commanding it to answer his questions.
Ever since he arrived at this hospital, he had many unresolved questions like who were those bodies in the room? Who cleaned the room on the third floor regularly?
There were at least three Level 3 zombies and possibly one Level 4 zombie. It’s impossible for any human to survive here.
But it wasn’t entirely impossible. For example, a controller could be living here, but Tang Ye had never heard of a controller capable of controlling three to four zombies.
Or perhaps there was a smart zombie like him, but the scent of a young woman in that room could not possibly denote a zombie.
The intimate fragrance was rather familiar to Tang Ye, but he couldn’t recall who it belonged to. Tang Ye attempted to question the connected zombie, but whether he wasn’t clear enough or whether the zombie’s intelligence was at the level of a beast incapable of understanding his intent. Either way, the zombie provided no useful answer.
Only human thinking could comprehend these questions.
"Who is living in the room on the third floor?"
"Ababa...Ababa..."
Listening to the zombie’s confusing thoughts, Tang Ye lost interest in further conversation with it. He raised his fist, prepared to end its life!
But just as his fist was about to land, the zombie underneath his foot seed to grasp Tang Ye’s intent to kill. It started struggling intensely! It was not confined by Tang Ye’s psychic connection! It opened its mouth wide, lunging towards Tang Ye’s leg. Tang Ye was taken aback but quickly composed himself and brought down his fist. Bang!
The zombie’s head exploded like a waterlon! Black liquid splattered everywhere!
After killing the zombie, Tang Ye did not rest. He extended several psychic threads and gathered all the nearby zombie worms. Once they ford a pile, Tang Ye stomped on them with full force!
A bunch of disgusting worms were squished into a pile of flesh. Disturbed, Tang Ye retreated and called Ah Fu to handle the rest.
As soon as Ah Fu arrived, it stepped on the pile of wriggling zombie worms under Tang Ye’s direction. All the zombie worms were crushed and none survived.
After all this, Tang Ye and Ah Fu left Building 3. As soon as they stepped out, Tang Ye’s attention was drawn to an abandoned car.
"That car..."
Tang Ye found the car familiar but couldn’t quite place where he had seen it before. Suddenly, his head started spinning, and a wave of foreign, yet profound mories flashed across his mind.
He got hit by a car. Yes, he was hit by a car! The car in his mories that hit him was this one. He could clearly see the license plate number.
But Tang Ye had never been in a car accident since he was a child!
"Could it be..."
Suddenly, it hit him. These were not his mories, but belonged to Li Henian. He received these mories because he consud Li Henian’s Evolution Crystal.
As Tang Ye was lost in thought, he suddenly rembered another segnt of his mory. The source of those mories was this car, this rundown car!
"Sister, where did you just go?"
"I didn’t go anywhere, just hung around here."
"You’re lying! I clearly saw you coming back with a guy!"
"What?!""
"I saw it!""
"Look at you...he’s just a friend, don’t overreact."
"No!"
"Then what do you want?"
"I want to eat you!"
"Alright, I’ll let you eat . How do you want cooked, braised or stead?"
"Both!"
"Alright, if you eat , you won’t have a sister."
"..."
Feeling agitated, Tang Ye shook his head to shake off these haphazard mories. He then shifted his attention back towards the abandoned car with the glaringly obvious number plate.
The beautiful mories that were not his own irritated Tang Ye. He wanted to defile that beauty but didn’t know how. So his frustration was directed towards the car.
But as Tang Ye had taken a step forward, he suddenly paused as though he rembered sothing.
"Wait, I seem to have..."
He suddenly rembered the action he had perford outside the room; saring pus on the door. It was an odd action to take, almost subconscious, like a cultivated habit.
The pleasure of destroying soone else’s hard work!
The room, as well as the doorway, was just too clean! It was out of place compared to other areas!
Almost like he knew who had cleaned it, Tang Ye deliberately created a ss, turning the pure white into filthy black.
Tang Ye fell into deep thought, attempting hard to find the root of his familiarity. After a while, he snapped his head up and muttered to himself, "It’s her!"
Li Qingtian from Li Henian’s mories. According to the mories, she was fond of tidying up.
The room, the strange sense of familiarity, the scent of a woman, all of these incited inexplicable emotions within Tang Ye.
The action of saring the pus wasn’t tang Ye’s subconscious act but Li Henian’s!
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