After Ling Mo snapped back, he suddenly looked freaked out.
After staring at the gel part for a while, Ling Mo’s lips twitched slightly as he slowly moved his nose closer to it and inhaled deeply.
After waiting for two seconds with his eyes closed, Ling Mo’s expressions became odd. “Why do I think this thing smells nice?”
It was an extremely serious and important problem!
As a normal human, Ling Mo was shocked that the gel part from a zombie smelled good to him!
Ling Mo wanted to throw up when he smelled it before and it wasn’t exaggerating to say that he might faint from the smell if he breathed twice more.
Only Ye Lian and Xia Na would think it’s delicious because they were zombies.
Ling Mo always thought that it would be nice if the smell was a bit lighter… But he never expected himself to think that it smelled good!
The food belonged to zombies!
Ling Mo stared at the gel for a while with his mouth wide open and then abruptly stuffed it back into his pocket with complicated expressions.
No, this had to be an illusion! I haven’t turned into a zombie yet!
My sense of smell can’t possibly change just because I spend my days with zombies girls, right?
Although Ye Lian and Xia Na were mutated zombies, they didn’t smell like blood at all. Ling Mo was certain that they were even cleaner than most survivors. When he could find extra water sources, he would give the girls a shower. Of course, it wasn’t only for enjoying their proud body…
He was affected by Ye Lian because of the mutual connection they shared.
The more Ling Mo thought about it, the more doubts he had.
When he fought with zombie puppets or evolved, he would feel a franticness in his body as if he had turned into a zombie as well. However, he could still control it and there weren’t any problems if he controlled it.
The only time he lost control was inside the teahouse after Ye Lian swallowed the gel and evolved.
However, Ling Mo didn’t really put it on his mind and only thought that his will power wasn’t strong enough to be affected so much.
Now that he thought back to it carefully, his strong reaction towards the gel’s smell changed after that.
Ling Mo was too nervous that he may be changing into a zombie at that time to notice this detail.
If it couldn’t show the problem, then what was happening when he evolved his mind through their spiritual connection?
Although his physical appearance didn’t change and his sanity wasn’t influenced, his mind, and especially his five senses, seemed to be continuously changing slightly each time.
Would his ability to control zombies slowly turn him into a “zombie” in the human society? Ling Mo’s heart suddenly beat furiously.
“No, this shouldn’t happen…” Ling Mo frowned and thought that he more or less grasped the key point to the problem.
The biggest change in his connection with the zombies should be improving his mind, and strengthening his physical body came second.
Spiritual power was a term for the ability to concentrate, observe, and have the general will power to Ling Mo.
If that sense of franticness affected his will power, then his ability to control zombies should come from his ability to concentrate. But what about his change in smell? Did it have anything to do with his ability to observe?
Ling Mo took out the gel again in confusion and observed it carefully.
A thought suddenly flashed across his mind: can he observe this with his spiritual power? Just like what he did when he observed the zombies’ ball of consciousness?
Ling Mo was immensely interested in this idea in mind.
But as time passed second by second, the gel in his eyes still looked normal.
At this time, he discovered that his tentacles seemed to be covered in a layer of light redness.
Is this why he didn’t hate the smell of it as much?
After all, his spiritual power evolved with his ability to control zombies, and when he continuously maintained mutual connections with them, his spiritual power was also “infected”. Wasn’t the spiritual ball of consciousness of mutated zombies red like Yu Lian’s?
Now that Ling Mo thought through it, the franticness he experienced when facing gel parts all seemed to be related to the “infection” of spiritual power.
As expected, his spiritual power and mind were influenced even though he was still human.
But as long as he was still sane, these minor influences were nothing compared to the strength of spiritual power.
How would he gain without sacrificing for it? Ling Mo quickly convinced himself.
He even thought deeper into it, and that because he shared a field of view and hearing with other zombie puppets, his ball of consciousness may have become the same as the zombies.
His spiritual power was too weak before and it wasn’t too obvious. Or perhaps he already had spiritual tentacles but he just couldn’t sense them.
But now that he realized this, there was no progress in controlling the gel part.
When Ling Mo slowly lost confidence and silently cursed at himself for being so odd, a feeling as if he was stabbed by a needle suddenly came from his mind. Then, the gel suddenly changed drastically!
Ling Mo widened his eyes in shock!
A spiritual tentacle reached out and wrapped the gel up as Ling Mo felt a strange sensation.
The gel part was alive!
Ling Mo’s realization made him jump and almost threw it out of his hands.
The gel part… No, more accurately, the virus inside it, was still alive…
The host of the virus died but the virus lived on. How strong was it? No wonder it was so infectious!
Ling Mo suddenly snapped back and a smile appeared on his face.
Just as he expected! His ability to control zombies wasn’t as simple as it seemed like! What he had thought before was too narrow and that’s why he couldn’t associate the possibilities together!
What did he rely on to control zombies? Spiritual power!
He could control zombies because his spiritual power turned into tentacles and invaded their spiritual world, hence controlling them.
But if the tentacles could reach into the zombie’s spiritual word, couldn’t it access other organisms?
Such as the gel part, the main part made up of it was the virus and his tentacles could interact with it. Further speaking, an organism was a type of substance and if he could touch organisms, he could interact with other objects!
And after the spiritual tentacles that came in touched with them, would it be able to control them?
Ling Mo couldn’t hurry back at the moment as he needed a break, he began to test whether he could control the virus with interest.
There were no problems in his safety with Ye Lian and Xia Na guarding him.
The virus was different for zombies. Although zombies didn’t have any intelligence, it didn’t mean that they had no spiritual fluctuations. The virus didn’t have any spiritual power, to begin with, and Ling Mo’s tentacles had no obstacles in reaching them.
He could even say that he injected some spiritual power into the gel part.
The tentacles successfully reached inside the gel but nothing special changed.
Perhaps move a little? No, obviously the virus can’t move… Ling Mo was disappointed.
But soon, Ling Mo realized that something was wrong.
Ling Mo’s spiritual tentacles were obviously stronger than the gel part’s area and its non-existence spiritual energy.
The display of power was apparent when Ling Mo slowly pulled the tentacles back. He felt the gel part move with it.
It wasn’t Ling Mo’s illusion because his eyes may have tricked him, but his tentacles have not yet completely left the gel part, and his sensation from his spiritual world couldn’t be wrong.
Although he couldn’t control the gel, he could move it through the tentacles…
After Ling Mo recovered from the shock, surprise and happiness filled his face.
So he could use his tentacles this way!
Even if he couldn’t control it, the tentacles could still affect its movements. Perhaps it could even affect the opponent’s sense and distort their judgment!
This was the real use of his power! He could not only control zombies but his own spiritual power…
So my future is developing towards a tentacle monster after all…
Ling Mo’s expression became complicated.