In an instant, Mo Yuwan’s whole body tensed up. Even though she hadn’t seen a zombie in half a month, the feeling was still all too familiar.
At that moment, the gray-eyed zombie had already knocked the woman he was with to the ground, snarling as he tried to tear into her flesh.
The people around hadn’t noticed anything wrong with the zombie’s eyes yet. They just thought something had happened and crowded closer, trying to see what was going on.
To them, it just looked like a fight—something not uncommon at a night market. Mo Yuwan even heard people around her talking.
“What happened? Weren’t they fine just now? Why are they fighting all of a sudden?”
“Don’t ask me, I don’t know either. I was right next to them, and they were just talking. The woman was asking about the guy’s hand injury, and then suddenly he just snapped.”
Mo Siying also sensed something was wrong. Compared to the others, she knew a bit more about the apocalypse. Seeing the man’s state, she quickly made the connection.
She turned to her daughter.
“Wanwan… wasn’t it supposed to be tomorrow?”
Hearing about it was one thing, but seeing it with her own eyes was completely different.
Mo Siying’s face was full of fear—she hadn’t expected such a bloody scene.
Mo Yuwan glanced at the two people. The woman was already covered in blood from being bitten, but the crowd, though a little scared, still hadn’t given up their curiosity.
If this went on, the whole area would be overrun.
Everyone was watching that spot, so no one noticed Mo Yuwan.
She took out a hat and a mask from her space, then put on a hooded sweatshirt, hiding her face in the shadows.
After getting ready, she looked back at her mother.
“Mom, wait for me over there. Be careful.”
“If I don’t deal with this, everyone here will die.”
Mo Yuwan wasn’t cold-blooded—she was a living, breathing person.
In both her past and present lives, she’d always been like this. Some even called her too much of a saint.
But Mo Yuwan only helped within her means. As long as it didn’t affect her, she would lend a hand—it was just a small effort.
Mo Siying didn’t really want her daughter to go, but looking at the crowd—people just like herself—she finally nodded.
“Be careful. I’ll wait for you outside.”
To reassure her, Mo Siying even patted the muscles she’d built up over the past few days.
“Don’t worry about me. I can protect myself now.”
Mo Yuwan smiled, nodded, and pulled a kitchen knife from her space before heading into the crowd.
The biting and tearing had gotten serious. Some people were scared, but their curiosity hadn’t turned to fear yet—some were even filming with their phones.
A few had called the police and an ambulance.
When they saw Mo Yuwan approach with a kitchen knife, they were stunned and instinctively stepped back.
Mo Yuwan didn’t bother trying to persuade them to leave. There were too many people—trying to direct them would be pointless. Even if a few listened, there would still be stragglers.
It was better to deal with the source of the problem.
She ignored the crowd’s reactions, hearing their whispers as she passed.
“Another lunatic.”
The man, still gnawing on his partner, seemed to lose interest and lifted his bloodied face. He looked around, confused for a second, then charged straight at the nearest burly man.
“Ah!!!”
People around the man screamed. The man himself was startled but instinctively raised his arms to defend himself.
Mo Yuwan dashed forward at lightning speed. The kitchen knife in her hand was sharp and deadly—one swift motion—
The man’s head fell to the ground. He didn’t even have time to react, let alone scream.
The next second, she chopped off the woman’s head as well.
Fast, ruthless, precise!
After that, she turned and walked away.
Maybe because she was so decisive, the crowd was terrified. No one wanted to watch anymore—they all backed away, giving her a clear path to leave. No one dared stop her, afraid she’d turn the knife on them. Even the man she’d saved looked at her with a complicated expression.
Mo Yuwan walked out through the path the crowd had made.
She ducked into a nearby restroom, changed into a soft white dress, let her hair down, and emerged looking nothing like the person from before.
By the time she came out, the police had arrived and were examining the two bodies, listening carefully to witnesses and reviewing footage.
“Officer, those two seemed like a couple. They were just eating together, then suddenly started fighting—and biting!”
“Look at the woman’s wounds! The guy bit her—her guts were almost coming out!”
“Bit her?” The police sounded shocked.
“Yeah! We saw it happen. Then the guy suddenly looked up and tried to bite someone else!”
The witness described everything in vivid detail, making the police frown.
“Then someone in a hat and mask rushed out and chopped off both their heads!”
“She was about this tall—about the same height as that girl over there!”
Just as Mo Yuwan walked out of the restroom, she glanced at the two people, then at the bodies nearby. She put on a frightened expression, her pretty face going pale. She instinctively took a few steps back, bowed to the police, and then turned and ran away.
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