The Chef Rules the Last Days
Chapter 391 - 390: Her Outburst

Chapter 391: Chapter 390: Her Outburst

Although she did not know where to go, she could finally get out.

The two of them took her out of Zone S, stepped onto the transparent passage, and rode the elevator down to the lowest level.

Her peripheral vision watched the floor numbers, which were all calculated in negative here.

This way, they arrived precisely at floor -18.

What an auspicious number indeed.

Su Mo suddenly felt a tingling in her neck, and Lu Jin caught her as her body slumped down.

She was placed in Zone E, also known as the experimental field mentioned by Su Yao.

The effect of the faint only lasted for five minutes before dissipating.

When she opened her eyes again, there was no one beside her; she lay on the cold floor, the place was very dark, and there were some puddles on the ground.

The embedded lights in the ceiling sparked, and the venetian blinds on both sides looked as if they had been damaged by something.

Down the straight path, there were offices on both sides, with shattered glass everywhere.

After assessing the situation, her inner alertness instantly peaked. There were monsters, but she had to pretend to be completely unaware, truly testing her acting skills.

Her gaze casually glanced at the mini surveillance camera hidden beneath the rubble. Don’t ask how she knew; it wasn’t from the system’s lock, it was as if it came naturally—she could detect that little gadget in one glance.

She faced the camera, her beautiful eyebrows furrowing, and her mouth pouting, carefully calling out, "Ajin? Daddy?"

Standing in the control room, Lu Jin and Zhou Shen had a terribly gloomy aura; he took a step as if to go outside, "I’m going to bring her out."

"Stop him."

Five or six formidable soldiers immediately surrounded him, and under the suppression of the magnetic field, even Lu Jin couldn’t use his superpower.

His fists clenched tight, and his dark eyes half-closed as the murderous intent erupted intensely.

Su Yao turned to look at him, furrowing his brows, "Put away your soft heart, she did it on purpose."

"My girl, her skill in deception is not small; she used to pull this stunt often."

Su Mo indeed wanted to use Lu Jin to get out; if she were to fight, she would have to completely change her previous combat plans, or else she’d be easily detected. She wanted to avoid this as much as possible.

After waiting in place for five minutes with no sign of activity, Su Mo knew it was necessary for her to demonstrate her skills.

She stepped forward, slowly walking into that darkness, with all the cameras monitoring her also slowly moving with her footsteps.

On the ground, there were various unidentifiable documents and papers; stepping on them made quite a noise.

Her ears twitched; someone was making noises with their footsteps.

Just around the corner ahead, a series of sparks burst forth.

Faintly, Su Mo saw a face reflected in the shattered glass on the ground.

A Level 4 zombie?

She tried using her superpower and found that although it was greatly suppressed, she could still use it, and moreover, the energy group in her abdomen had divided into three forces.

That inexplicably merged gray Bun, was the r-virus.

She lowered her head and took steps forward.

In the control room, Lu Jin’s eyes were fixed on the screen, his inner anxiety and concern reached a peak, and his look became increasingly fierce. If Su Mo were injured, he’d kill Su Yao even if it killed him.

As it turned out, his worries were unnecessary.

Su Mo thought about her commonly used attack forms from before and knew she had to put herself in a passive position first. She held her arms under her chest, looking somewhat pitiful. "Ajin?"

"Haha."

The unique roar of a zombie was particularly jarring in the dull corridor.

As Su Mo reached the intersection, a two-meter-long tongue struck directly at her face.

Her face registered shock as she fell on her butt, deftly dodging the strike.

Then, she began to retreat in panic, yelling for Ajin.

Her calls seemed to reach deep into the man’s heart.

The zombie closed in, retracted its tongue, and its unhinged jaw snapped directly at her.

With eyes closed, Su Mo did not hesitate to punch it in the face.

It was like hitting soft tofu; the zombie’s skull was penetrated by her punch.

Su Mo was shocked by her action. She withdrew her hand, shook off the disgusting brain matter, and her eyes slowly brightened with a realization, her eyes tinged with a hint of crimson.

"This is fun," she said.

Su Yao, in the laboratory, clapped his hands in delight. "Worthy of being my good girl."

Lu Jin was surprised; his superpower was at level 6, but he wouldn’t be able to instantly kill a level 4 zombie under restrained conditions.

Thinking this, his eyes grew somber; she was really turning into a killing machine.

This realization somehow made Lu Jin feel as though his heart was blocked, making it difficult to breathe, tight with discomfort.

Su Mo was genuinely interested and excited. She casually wiped her hands on her body, her smile twisted with a hint of strangeness.

Turning the corner, another straight corridor appeared, but this time, it was completely clean, nothing in sight.

Nothing there was the real danger.

But she wasn’t panicking at all, her eyes as if endowed with x-ray vision, she looked straight at the warriors ambushing her from the rooms on both sides.

"I heard you~" Su Mo said softly, her sweet words laced with poison. "Your breathing."

From killing the first zombie, it was as if a switch had been turned on for her.

Her mind filled with slaughter, just like it had been controlled by the Tang Blade before. This sensation, absent for months, appeared again.

But the system hadn’t awakened her. She began to immerse herself, the murderous intent in her heart growing stronger and harder to suppress.

When the first man on her left appeared with a gun, her figure turned into a blur, and her delicate fingers grabbed the gun and lifted it upwards; all the bullets hit the ceiling, creating seven or eight holes with a ’tat-tat-tat’ sound.

Su Mo’s smile was eerie. Her free right hand formed a claw and tore through the man’s bulletproof vest, her fingers digging into his heart.

"Advance! Fire! Hurry!"

The dozens of people used for sparring panicked instantly in the room. The leader died instantly and the others raised their pistols, frantically firing at Su Mo.

Her speed was unbelievably fast.

With her hand still inside the warm corpse, she easily lifted it up to use as a shield in front of her.

The pair of eyes that showed was crimson and eerie.

The man she made eye contact with was a tall, foreign black man. She could feel the rhythm of the blood circulation in his body, could control it to boil for her.

The black man’s eyes burst in an instant, his brain exploding onto the floor like a ripe watermelon.