Volume 1, Chapter 39: Young Lady? You Wouldn't Want to Be Eaten by Zombies, Would You?

Inside the villa's combat command room.

Lin Ye stared at the Yida Mall marked on the tactical map, his fingers gently tapping against the table.

The emergence of the new type of infected had indeed disrupted his offensive plan, but at the same time, it had prematurely exposed a fatal hidden hazard.

As a rebirth survivor, he had previously thought he knew enough about the apocalyptic world.

Yet now it seemed that in his past life, he had merely been a struggling ant, hiding in dark corners, incapable of seeing even the true nature of the apocalypse.

Not until he was betrayed by the person he trusted most and died in the jaws of zombies.

"Xie Jin." He pressed his earpiece, his voice low and firm. "The plan continues, but raise the alert level. Before nightfall, I want Yida Mall completely cleared."

"Understood!" Xie Jin's reply was crisp and decisive.

With the communication ended, Lin Ye let out a long breath and sank back into the swivel chair.

It had only been three days into the apocalypse, yet he already felt exhausted.

Relaxing? No, he did not dare to relax for even a single second.

——The burden is heavy and the road is long.

He stood up, a cold gleam flashing in his eyes.

"It is time to go meet that 'young lady'."

Underground Parking Garage Area A.

Beneath the dim lighting, Mo Youxue and An Ruoran curled up in a corner. The designer clothes they wore were already stained with filth, and their hair was greasy and tangled.

"Xue'er, when will days like this ever end?" An Ruoran asked in a low voice, brimming with despair.

Mo Youxue remained silent for a moment before speaking softly, "I don't know... but at least we are still alive."

"Alive?" An Ruoran gave a bitter laugh. "How are we any different from slaves now? If those people wanted to do something to us, we wouldn't even have the chance to fight back..."

These words were like a sharp blade, stabbing fiercely into Mo Youxue's heart.

Indeed, they were now fish on a cutting board, at the mercy of others.

No matter how powerful her father was, in this apocalyptic world, distant water could not put out a near fire.

At this thought, her desire to meet the master of this villa became even more urgent!

Right at that moment, the garage door suddenly opened, and dazzling light poured in.

Everyone instinctively raised their hands to shield their eyes as they saw a tall figure standing against the light, walking slowly closer.

The door closed once more, and the faint emergency lighting illuminated that stern, cold face.

"Hello there." Lin Ye's voice was calm and indifferent.

"It's you?!" Liu Ming and the others instantly stood up, breathing heavily.

Wasn't this the exact same man who had stood on the top floor of the villa yesterday and blown up a helicopter's tail rotor with a single shot?!

"What do you want?" Liu Ming stepped in front of the two women, his muscles tensed.

Lin Ye sneered. "What, you all seem very afraid of me?"

Liu Ming cursed inwardly: *No shit! Dozens of guns pointed at you, who wouldn't be afraid?!*

But the next second, as if realizing something, he swept his gaze wildly around the surroundings.

Yesterday's guards were gone; the entire garage seemed to contain only Lin Ye.

"Just you alone?" Liu Ming narrowed his eyes, a hint of probing in his voice.

"Mn, just me," Lin Ye said indifferently. "Why?"

Liu Ming exchanged glances with the special forces soldiers behind him, a ruthless glint flashing in their eyes.

An opportunity!

At this distance, they had absolute confidence they could subdue the opponent!

"Move!" Liu Ming let out a low roar, and the seven special forces soldiers lunged forward simultaneously like cheetahs!

However—

They were fast, but Lin Ye was faster!

"Too slow."

A mocking curve formed at the corner of Lin Ye's mouth, and his figure suddenly blurred!

"Bang!"

A whip kick lashed out like a battle-axe, striking the chest of the foremost soldier. The crisp sound of snapping ribs was clearly audible! That man flew backward directly, crashing heavily against the wall!

Liu Ming's pupils shrank to pinpricks. Before he could react, Lin Ye had already closed in on him like a ghost, driving an elbow fiercely into his chin!

"Crack!"

Liu Ming's vision went black, and his entire body lifted into the air as blood spewed from his mouth!

The remaining five men roared and swarmed him, but Lin Ye's figure threaded through them like a phantom.

"Bang!" A punch shattered one man's scapula!

"Crack!" A reverse twist snapped another man's wrist!

Just as the last special forces soldier pulled out a hidden dagger, Lin Ye had already seized him by the throat, lifting him up with one hand, and then...

"Boom!"

Slamming him violently into the ground!

Seven seconds.

In a mere seven seconds, all seven elite special forces soldiers had collapsed to the ground, groaning in agony.

Lin Ye flicked his wrists, looking down at them from above with a gaze as cold as ice.

"Now, is anyone else willing to try?"

Dead silence filled the garage.

Mo Youxue and An Ruoran stared wide-eyed, trembling all over.

They finally understood...

The master of this villa was himself the most lethal weapon!

Inside the underground garage, the air seemed frozen.

The wails of the special forces soldiers gradually grew fainter as they curled up on the ground, their eyes filled with terror and disbelief.

Seven well-trained elites had been as helpless as children before this man!

And what made them even more despairing was...

Lin Ye's breathing was not even disordered, as if that brutal suppression had merely been a casual warm-up.

"Clap, clap."

Lin Ye casually brushed some nonexistent dust from his cuffs and walked slowly toward Mo Youxue and An Ruoran, who were huddled in the corner.

The two women shrank back in terror, their backs pressed hard against the cold wall with nowhere left to retreat.

"Which of you is Mo Youxue?"

His low voice echoed in the enclosed garage. Mo Youxue suppressed her trembling and raised her head. "I... I am! What do you want?"

Lin Ye squatted down, his slender fingers suddenly pinching her chin and forcing her to look up.

His gaze scanned her features like a scanner, finally resting on her lips, which were trembling slightly with anger.

"Not bad-looking, and a perfect figure." He released her, the lingering delicate texture at his fingertips making him narrow his eyes. "A pity she's a bit dirty."

"You—!" Mo Youxue's cheeks flushed red with fury. "Scumbag! Get away!"

Lin Ye sneered, suddenly reaching out to grab the back of her neck and pulling her violently toward him!

"Listen here, young lady." He whispered right beside her ear, his hot breath brushing against her earlobe. "I have no interest in your body—at least not right now."

"I came here to ask you a question."

He let go of her, his gaze as sharp as a blade. "Your father, Mo Tianxing, on what grounds could he mobilize government military attack helicopters?"

Mo Youxue's chest heaved violently, but a moment later, a trace of arrogance flashed in her eyes. "What if I tell you? Not only is my father the wealthiest man in Donghai, he is also the military's most crucial partner! With hundreds of billions in weapon R&D funds every year, he has connections across all five major theater commands!"

She lifted her chin, her voice suddenly rising. "Most importantly—my grandfather is one of the top five leaders in the central government! Do you know to be afraid now?"

The air suddenly froze.

Lin Ye's pupils contracted slightly.

Direct bloodline to the nation's highest center of power? This indeed exceeded his expectations.

Yet the next second, he suddenly burst out laughing.

"Afraid?" He grabbed Mo Youxue by the throat, lifting her entirely off the ground and pinning her against the wall!

"You've misunderstood one thing, young lady." Lin Ye's voice was chillingly gentle. "Here, you have only one identity—"

"My captive."

"Your life and death rest entirely upon a single thought of mine."

"If you want to live, obey my commands obediently... Otherwise, I wouldn't mind letting you experience what it feels like to be eaten by zombies."

He released his grip, letting Mo Youxue slide to the floor, coughing violently.

"Starting today, you and this little sister of mine will serve as my personal maids." Lin Ye meticulously straightened his gloves. "Responsible for cleaning the bedroom, preparing meals, and..."

He intentionally paused, his gaze sweeping over the slender curves of the two women. "Any service I might require."

"In your dreams!" Mo Youxue shrieked, grabbing a fragment of stone from the ground and hurling it at him.

Lin Ye easily tilted his head to dodge, turning around to strike her across the face with the back of his hand!

"Slap!"

The crisp sound of a blow exploded in the garage.

Mo Youxue collapsed onto the floor, blood seeping from the corner of her mouth as half of her face rapidly swelled and turned red.

"Remember your situation." Lin Ye used the tip of his shoe to lift her chin. "If you dare to resist again, I will throw you straight into a horde of zombies—I trust your grandfather's influence doesn't reach down to hell, does it?"

Mo Youxue trembled all over, tears finally bursting from her eyes.

In the corner, An Ruoran suddenly lunged forward to embrace her. "We agree! We'll agree to anything!"

This previously pampered young lady was now unusually calm at this moment, even covertly shooting a glance at Mo Youxue.

Lin Ye looked playfully at their petty maneuvers without exposing them.

"Very good." He turned toward the exit, the sound of his combat boots striking the floor resembling a death knell. "Tonight at eight o'clock, clean yourselves up and report to the master bedroom."

The moment the garage door opened, the blinding sunlight cast a sharp profile across his face, projecting a demonic silhouette:

"Remember—I only give you one chance to make a mistake."