Chapter 59

Chapter 59 – As Expected, Tentacle Monsters Are Still Part Of The Future

An unimaginable look was written on Ling Mo’s face when he woke up.

After staring blankly at the viral gel for a while, Ling Mo lips moved slightly. He slowly brought his nose closer to it before taking in a deep breath.

Two seconds passed as he stared at it. His expression turned a little odd and said, “Why do I find this thing appealing as well?

This was an extremely grave and rather important issue!

As a normal human being, Ling Mo was very amazed at this strange turn of events. Why would he find a viral gel that was pulled from a zombie’s brain appetizing?!

Previously, just one whiff of it would be enough to make his stomach turn. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that another two sniffs of it would be enough to knock him out.

Only the two zombie sisters, Ye Lian and Shana, would consider such a thing a delicacy.

Ling Mo had on many occasions thought that this smell would have been acceptable if it wasn’t so pungent…but he never thought that the day would come where he’d find it appetizing!

This was a treat for zombies, not humans!

Ling Mo stared dumbfoundedly at the piece of gel for quite a while before he suddenly stuffed it into his pocket, the look on his face turning extremely complicated.

No, this was all an illusion. I haven’t turned into a mutated zombie!

Could his sense of smell have been affected due to his daily exposure to the zombie sisters?

Although Ye Lian and Shana were mutated zombies, they didn’t reek of blood. Ling Mo himself could vouch that they were cleaner than a majority of the survivors. He’d always give the two zombie sisters a bath as long as he could find some surplus water. Of course, this wasn’t because he wanted to admire the impressive bodies of these two sisters…

The only way for him to be influenced by Shana and Ye Lian was through their spiritual connections with him.

Ling Mo became increasingly suspicious the more he thought about it.

Whenever his puppets fought or received an upgrade, he himself would experience a feeling of rage, as if he himself had turned into a zombie. The only difference was the extent of his control. There were no problems as long as he was able to restrain himself.

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The only time he’d ever lost control was when he was in the teahouse at the square. There, he allowed Ye Lian to swallow the piece of high purity viral gel and undergo her evolution.

But Ling Mo paid it no mind. At that time he thought that it was caused by his lack of willpower, causing him to be affected so severely.

However after giving it more thought, he realized that his body’s reaction towards the gel’s pungent aroma had changed after that incident.

At the time he was gripped with apprehension at the thought of possibly being infected, so he didn’t notice this particular detail.

If that wasn’t the cause, then how was he able to continuously improve his spiritual strength through his spiritual connections?

Although there were no changes to his outer appearance and reasoning, but both his spirit and his five senses seemed to be continuously undergoing minute changes.

Would Ling Mo’s zombie puppetry ability slowly turn him into a human “zombie”? His heart unexpectedly skipped a beat at the thought of that

“No, that shouldn’t be the case…” Ling Mo furrowed his brows as he thought. He had this vague feeling that he’d chanced upon an important point.

The greatest change that Ling Mo’s experienced as a result of his spiritual connection with zombies was most likely the improvement of his spiritual strength, followed by the changes to his physical body.

To Ling Mo, spiritual strength was a collective term for one’s ability to concentrate, their powers of observation and their level of determination.

If the feeling of rage Ling Mo experienced could be termed as an influence on his willpower, then the level of difficulty he faced when trying to control zombies should be affected by his ability to concentrate. But what about one’s sense of smell? Could it have something to do with one’s powers of observation?

Ling Mo who was filled with misgivings pulled out the piece of gel once again and brought it in front of his eyes for closer observation.

At this moment, an idea suddenly flashed through Ling Mo’s mind: Would it be possible for him to use his spiritual power to observe this piece of gel in the same manner he did for a zombie’s spiritual orb?

With this thought in mind, Ling Mo was filled with vigor.

But the viral gel in front of him remained the same as time ticked on.

Suddenly, Ling Mo realized that his spiritual tentacles were covered in a faint layer of blood red colour.

Could this be the reason why his body no longer rejected the viral gel?

After all, his spiritual power grew by controlling zombies. Maintaining his spiritual contact with them would also cause his spiritual power to be “infected”. Weren’t the spiritual orbs of mutated zombies like Ye Lian all red?

Following this line of thought, the rage he felt and his body’s reaction towards the viral gel all seemed to be related to his spiritual powers being “infected”.

Indeed, although Ling Mo was still a human, his spiritual powers had been influenced by zombies.

But Ling Mo’s sanity still remained. Such an influence, when compared to the formidable spiritual power he got in exchange, didn’t really amount to anything.

Ling Mo very quickly rationalized this point. How could he expect to get anything without paying a certain price?

Ling Mo was able to share in the five sense of his zombie puppets even while he was deep in thought. This could be due to his spiritual power and a zombie’s spiritual orb having become the same thing.

However his spiritual powers were too feeble in the past, which is why they couldn’t display their abilities. Otherwise, he might have already had his spiritual tentacles, but was just unable to perceive them.

Although he realized this point, Ling Mo was unable to make any headway in his efforts to control the viral gel.

Just as Ling Mo was slowly losing faith and was about to label himself as a quack, a sharp stab of pain suddenly appeared in his mind. Following which, the piece of viral gel in front of his eyes suddenly began to change!

Ling Mo’s eyes went wide!

A spiritual tentacle extended out towards the viral gel and wrapped itself around it, immediately giving Ling Mo a strange feeling.

This piece of gel was alive!

The sudden realization caused Ling Mo to leap in fright, almost tossing it away.

The gel…no, more precisely, the virus within it, was still living…

Its host had already died, but the virus itself was still alive. What formidable vitality! It’s no wonder that it was so infectious.

Following Ling Mo’s abrupt reaction, a trace of a smile suddenly surfaced on Ling Mo’s face.

As expected! Sure enough, there was more to Ling Mo’s zombie puppeteer ability than meets the eye. His previous way of thinking was far too narrow minded, causing him to miss out on this line of thought!

What did his puppeteer ability rely on? Spiritual power!

He was able to control zombies because he transformed his spiritual power into spiritual tentacles and invaded their spiritual realm, seizing control from within.

If he could invade the spiritual realm of others, then wouldn’t he be able to use his tentacles to come in contact with other living things?

The viral gel was one such candidate, whose main body was the living virus. Ling Mo’s spiritual tentacles would definitely able to come in contact with it. Taking it a step further, living organisms were also a type of substance. Since he was able to come in contact with living things, by extension, he might even be able to contact other substances!

However, would he be able to control them after coming into contact with them?

Either way, Ling Mo wasn’t able to hurry onward with his journey, he needed to rest for awhile. Therefore, Ling Mo was full of excitement as he decided that he might as well try controlling the virus instead.

With Ye Lian and Shana keeping watch of the surroundings, safety wasn’t an issue for the time being.

The virus and zombies were different. Although zombies had no awareness, it was a bit of a stretch to say that they had absolutely no emotions at all. The virus on the other hand had absolutely no spiritual power, so Ling Mo’s tentacles didn’t face the least bit of obstruction when they entered.

One could even go as far as to say that he was infusing this piece of viral gel with spiritual power.

Ling Mo’s tentacles entered unhindered. But even after entering, there were no particular changes to the viral gel.

Movement? Impossible, the virus obviously wasn’t to move… Ling Mo felt a little dispirited with his findings.

But Ling Mo very quickly sensed that something was off.

Ling Mo’s spiritual tentacles clearly held a great amount of strength when it came to the volume this piece of viral gel had and its characteristic complete lack of spiritual power.

After such an overwhelming display of power, Ling Mo felt the viral gel stir when he was slowly withdrawing his tentacles.

This definitely wasn’t an illusion. While his eyes might have made a mistake, his tentacles hadn’t completely left the gel, and the response from his spiritual power definitely wouldn’t be wrong.

Although he couldn’t control the viral gel, he was still able to elicit a reaction from it with his tentacles…

After overcoming his shock, Ling Mo immediately revealed a look of pleasant surprise!

It turned out that the tentacles created from his spiritual power possessed another function!

While he wasn’t able to control it, his tentacles were still able to influence the actions of the other party. Who knows, he might even be able to influence the other party’s senses and distort their judgement!

This was the true method of utilizing his zombie puppeteer ability! He wasn’t just limited to controlling zombies, it even extended to his own spiritual powers…

As expected, my future still seems to be developing in the direction of a tentacle monster?

Ling Mo’s expression suddenly turned a somewhat complicated…