Chapter 259 Don’t Mess with Old Ling

In the barrier, besides the mother body zombie, there were also regular zombies. Aside from the letters on their clothes, there was basically no difference between the two… Well, maybe it’s just that they’re different species and can’t tell — just like humans see orange cats all as fat, but orange cats can tell if another is not just fat but also ugly.

There were a total of seventeen zombies, and in their initial stage, they posed nearly zero threat to Ling Mo and his group — it was basically easier than playing eagle catch little chick with an eighty-year-old grandma.

So even though they were locked inside the barrier, not even the worst among the bunch felt the slightest bit anxious.

After all, the big shots were all in front.

Ling Mo took a look at those zombies for a bit, then raised his hand and started to manifest his gadget, a square object about the size of an SUV, which took less than ten seconds to materialize. Everyone could then see what it was — an… incinerator.

It was connected outside with an energy supply line thicker than a fat person’s waist, and it was clear this thing wasn’t simple.

Then, Ling Mo tilted his head and chuckled at the fat guy and the others, “How about you help me toss these zombies inside?”

The fat guy immediately yelled, “On what basis…”

“On the basis that I manifested this thing, or do you have another way to kill these zombies?”

The fat guy went silent.

They did have a way — it just wasn’t that simple.

…Well, it would take half his life.

Just blow it up. If they blow it up big enough, it might work, but it also risked taking themselves out too.

So if there was a more reliable way, he would definitely be up for it.

Murong Yue then glanced at Xia Xinyan behind Ling Mo, “Isn’t she coming to help?”

“She has been supporting me spiritually up to now; without her, I couldn’t manifest this. So she’s worked hard too.” Ling Mo said without turning a hair, “You all can handle the zombie thing. Good luck.”

Murong Yue: “…”

Even Xia Xinyan’s expression stiffened for a moment.

Support spiritually, huh…

She really had supported him.

Though, it wasn’t voluntary.

But seeing Ling Mo clearly wanting to protect his girlfriend, the others didn’t say much. After all, he had done a lot of work; the rest was just catching zombies, which aside from being a bit dirty, wasn’t that hard.

Besides, catching zombies was also for their own mission clearance.

Lin Nan was one of the more reasonable ones. Knowing that those few loafers who came along were not strong enough, he first helped them grab the target zombies and throw them into the furnace.

The others were busy leading the remaining zombies around in circles to prevent them from interfering with the zombie extermination process.

Once the target zombies went into the furnace, Ling Mo pulled down the control lever, and the furnace door quickly dropped, sealing the zombies tight inside.

Just as Ling Mo was about to press the burn button, Lin Nan suddenly stopped him: “Wait, are you sure this will kill them completely?”

Even if just one cell was still alive, they might end up facing a Godzilla.

To this, Ling Mo just smiled, “This isn’t an ordinary incinerator; anything trapped inside will be reduced to ash, even in Night City.”

After becoming stronger, his manifested items had become increasingly extreme. For instance, if he manifested a sword, he had to manifest the sharpest sword; if he manifested a shield, he had to manifest the hardest shield — industrial manufacturing in reality has to consider many factors, but he didn’t need to.

This incinerator was naturally an extreme manifestation; anything that went inside would be sent to another dimension — leaving not a speck of ash.

Lin Nan paused, then nodded: “That’s fine then.”

Ling Mo didn’t hesitate anymore and pressed the burn button.

An ear-piercing noise erupted from the incinerator, and within ten seconds, the audience waiting outside suddenly cheered, “Thanks, big shot! We completed our mission!”

Then they turned into light and vanished into the air.

At that moment, outside the barrier, Huang Mao sensed something was off.

To prevent being attacked by those inside the barrier with abilities like before, he had especially elevated the barrier level to the highest. Although it completely sealed off internal and external connections, it also blocked the transmission of sound and light — still, because he was an ability user, he could barely see the rough situation inside.

He didn’t know what the big box in the middle was for, nor did he understand where those suddenly disappearing people had gone.

Did they know they couldn’t pass and quit the game?

But wasn’t it prohibited to voluntarily exit during a PVP dungeon? Unless real-life people woke the players in the game pod, but how could so many people be awakened at once?

What exactly went wrong — and why weren’t they attacking those zombies? What were they playing in circles with those zombies for?

Huang Mao felt increasingly that things were slipping out of control.

Meanwhile, the zombie extermination project inside the barrier was progressing smoothly. Ling Mo sent all the target zombies from the other teams into another dimension, and he watched as the people disappeared batch by batch, until finally, only their small team was left.

The fat guy held his disgust and forcibly bound their target zombies and tossed them into the incinerator: “All done, let’s hurry up and go; I’ve really had enough.”

For the first time playing so many dungeons, he encountered a situation where just running in circles with zombies completed the final task.

Is this PVP dungeon? What a joke.

“No rush.” Ling Mo tilted his head and surveyed the remaining group of zombies — basically just regular zombies left, and… one mother body zombie.

The task target of Huang Mao outside.

He then manifested a timed bomb and grinned: “That guy out there has been waiting so long; we should also send him a gift.”

Afterwards, he directly threw the bomb into the pile of zombies while pressing the incinerator button.

With the game’s system announcing a mission completion, the four of them nearly simultaneously left the dungeon. The next moment, the bomb Ling Mo left behind exploded violently, instantly devouring all the remaining zombies.

Then…

Huang Mao saw seven or eight Godzilla hatchlings emerging.

“…I’ll be damned…”

The unfinished curse was lost in the monsters’ roars.

After leaving the dungeon, Ling Mo and his three companions returned to Ling Mo’s private space.

The fat guy sized Ling Mo up, chuckling: “I like your method; it really hits the spot.”

Huang Mao’s barrier was indeed solid; general attacks wouldn’t really work, but for their group, that wasn’t a big problem. If they really wanted to fight back, Huang Mao would definitely have nowhere to run.

But there was no need — the other party had personally delivered them to the mission target, and they were about to clear the stage. Going to hash it out with someone much weaker than themselves would just be a loss of face.

But seeing that guy bouncing around, he still felt a tad annoyed.

Ling Mo’s move was indeed satisfying.

It also left a note in the fat guy’s heart — don’t mess with old Ling.

   

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