My Girlfriend is a Zombie Chapter 1331: I Recognize That Butt

Click…

As the door creaked open, the squirrel's nerves were stretched to their absolute limit.

She started contemplating her explanation…

Claiming it was “material” might deceive the guards, but Director Huang would surely see through it.

Perhaps Ling Mo could knock him out?

Hmm, a good idea! Let’s go with that!

Indeed, the more she considered it, the more her excitement grew…

However, Director Huang’s subsequent words instantly demolished this subordinate's reckless fantasies.

“Little girl, is this what you were referring to?” Director Huang inquired as he entered the Laboratory.

Inside the room, apart from the ice coffin, there was genuinely nothing else…

But that seemed impossible—there was clearly only one way in or out…

Just as the squirrel was desperately trying to figure out where Ling Mo and the others had vanished, she happened to notice little girl Anan’s peculiar reaction.

As Director Huang posed his question, the girl led him towards the doorway, and he glanced inside.

Initially, he frowned, a hint of bewilderment crossing his face, then he nodded, stating: “Mm… this also seems familiar to me.”

“Also?”

Had she not known Ling Mo and his companions had just been present, the squirrel might have missed that emphasis.

But now, she clearly understood that the girl’s earlier remark wasn’t about this Zombie corpse.

Could she have meant… Ling Mo’s group…

At that precise moment, she observed Anan lift her head and take two steps forward.

From her position outside the door, she couldn’t see the entirety of the room, but crossing the threshold would grant a full view.

And the instant the squirrel grasped that astonishing realization, she instinctively lunged forward: “No!”

Thud!

The squirrel landed squarely on the ground.

She had truly overestimated her athletic capabilities as a studious individual… While the physical fitness of ordinary people had notably improved, not everyone had suddenly become an Olympic athlete—a leap of four or five meters was simply unachievable!

As anticipated, the revelation she had just uncovered had already consumed all her capacity for “normal thoughts about normal matters”…

Yet, immediately following, the squirrel felt a wave of relief upon hearing the anxious voices of the girl and Zhang Dongyao.

“Anan, what is wrong?”

Anan had actually fainted.

After Director Huang and his contingent had escorted Anan away, Ling Mo descended from the ceiling directly behind the door, then gazed upwards at the dozens of Zombies suspended upside down, resembling a colony of bats: “You may all descend now.”

“I knew you were all on the ceiling!” The squirrel rushed back, her expression filled with excitement, her face smudged with dust and a slight trickle of blood from her nose.

However, Ling Mo’s expression was somewhat peculiar: “Hmm… you seem to have brought back an unexpected follower.”

“Huh?”

The squirrel turned around in confusion just as her wrist was firmly grasped.

“Remain still.” It was the girl wearing the hat.

“You… didn’t you go back? Why did you follow me?” the squirrel questioned, a hint of panic in her voice.

“Your actions were excessively conspicuous. That fool Zhang Dongyao was too preoccupied with Anan to notice, but I did.” the girl stated.

Her explanation was undeniably logical.

The squirrel was momentarily silenced, left with no recourse but to cast a pleading look towards Ling Mo: “Ugh…”

“Rest assured, they were already aware I was following you. And they know I have no intention of harming you.” The girl gave the squirrel a gentle push forward, then removed her hat, revealing a face that was slightly pale but still held a proud demeanor, “Isn’t that right, Brother-in-law?”

Ling Mo offered a subtle smile.

Indeed, with so many Zombies possessing acute senses, it was a near impossibility for anyone to approach undetected.

The squirrel’s conduct had been exceptionally unusual, and these Central Region Camp Survivors were all putting on a facade… Therefore, while some might genuinely intend to collaborate with Falcon Camp, others undeniably harbored different agendas.

And the individual who had trailed the squirrel back was undoubtedly planning to “do something else.”

But… this certainly presented an unforeseen outcome for him…

“I distinctly recall that posterior looking familiar!” The moment Ling Mo spoke, the girl’s smug smile faltered.

“Just kidding.”

The girl scoffed and directed her gaze towards a figure standing behind Ling Mo: “Xia Na.”

“Hello, Wang Lin,” Xia Na greeted her with a wave.

This girl was Xia Na’s younger cousin, Wang Lin.

However, upon witnessing Xia Na’s overly enthusiastic greeting, Wang Lin visibly flinched.

It wasn't until she observed Xia Na’s subsequent cold smile that she finally let out a breath of relief.

Offering a warm greeting with a chilling expression—that was the genuine Xia Na…

…Wait, the *real* Xia Na?

Wang Lin was momentarily taken aback. Yet, upon closer inspection, she still sensed a subtle difference.

Her aura remained as formidable as ever…

“She…”

“You’ve noticed? She occasionally enters her full Xia Na mode,” Ling Mo explained.

The current iteration of Xia Na was a hybrid form, retaining a portion of her human consciousness.

Although she would fully transition into “Zombie mode” during combat, in ordinary circumstances, she could exhibit approximately eighty percent of her “human mode.”

Why only eighty percent? Because regardless of her human-like appearance, she fundamentally lacked human emotions.

In her current estimation of Wang Lin, she was someone close, someone she hadn't gotten along with while alive, and someone who couldn't be eaten.

Thus, the sum of these thoughts resulted in a subtle, cold smile and a soft "hello.".

However, Wang Lin remained oblivious to all of this…

She was overcome with emotion and immediately rushed to embrace Xia Na.

Releasing Xia Na, she then turned to embrace Ling Mo.

"This girl has truly matured… The same girl who was once shorn bald now shows a tender side…" Ling Mo found himself unsure of how to respond; was he supposed to reciprocate the hug? He awkwardly extended a hand, patting Wang Lin's head instead.

Tsk, so petite…

"By the way, have you seen Old Zheng, the one who accompanied you? After we parted ways last time…" Ling Mo attempted to initiate casual conversation.

At that precise moment, Wang Lin looked up abruptly, tears streaming down her face: "Brother-in-law, please help us."

Ling Mo's words faltered, ceasing mid-utterance.

A long time ago, during his youthful fantasies of bringing Ye Lian home, he had already grasped a fundamental truth.

When one marries a woman, one essentially marries her entire family.

Naturally, this "truth" did not always hold universally true…

And currently, Ling Mo was not dwelling on such musings.

With a slight frown, he inquired gently, "Go on, just tell me who you wish for me to eliminate?"