"So that's how it is..."
Ling Mo quickly picked up the torn cloth he had dropped on the ground, then turned and headed towards the large hole, leaping into it without hesitation.
The ground rapidly approached his eyes, the sound of wind whistling by his ears, while continuous muffled banging noises came from the mall behind.
Ling Mo deftly landed on the road, yet he didn't hurry to move, instead casually rubbing his brow.
A zombie, attracted by the noise, set its eyes on Ling Mo just as it was about to pounce, but hesitated.
"Awooo?"
It stared with wide eyes, stopping less than ten meters away, eyeing Ling Mo with confusion as he bowed his head rubbing his brow, while also curiously staring at the floating torn cloth swinging around beside Ling Mo.
This one seemed puzzled too, judging by appearance, this sure was a human!
But the smell emitted was like that of a desiccated corpse not invoking any appetite.
