The police glanced at Mo Yuwan’s height, recalled the frightened look on the girl’s face just now, and didn’t pursue her. They simply recorded her approximate height and turned back to the woman in front of them.
“Go on.”
Of course, Mo Yuwan had done this on purpose. She was already heading toward her mother.
But then, more screams erupted from the crowd!
And then, the sound of snarling!
She frowned.
Now that the police were here, she figured she wasn’t needed anymore.
With that decision, Mo Yuwan didn’t look back.
Unlike everyone else, Mo Siying’s attention was entirely on her daughter. She had clearly seen her daughter in action just now.
Her technique with the kitchen knife was skilled and precise, chopping straight at the neck—usually one blow was enough to take off a head.
It was violent, but effective.
She pressed her lips together, glanced at her daughter, but said nothing.
Mo Yuwan noticed her mother’s reaction, but pretended not to. She said nothing either.
Everyone has to go through this. You can only adapt on your own.
Mo Yuwan didn’t take her mother back to the inn. They’d spent quite a bit of time eating barbecue, and now it was already past eleven at night.
The mall was closed, but with the apocalypse arriving early, Mo Yuwan planned to seize the opportunity and sweep through the mall for supplies.
And that knife—she was going to take it.
What she’d done earlier could only slow the spread of the virus, not save everyone.
But in such a densely populated place, even a few minutes’ delay could save many lives.
Who survived would depend on their own luck.
Mo Siying also knew what needed to be done. Although their plans had been disrupted, it was only a minor change—nothing serious.
They just needed to adjust the order of things.
The mall’s main doors were locked, so Mo Yuwan led her mother to the basement, pulled out a tool from her space, and easily picked the lock, taking her mother inside.
There wasn’t even a scratch on the lock.
Inside the mall, Mo Yuwan could clearly hear the screams outside—chaos had broken out.
At this early stage of the apocalypse, even if people sensed something was wrong, they wouldn’t think to raid the mall for supplies. Human order still existed.
She took out the spatial gem the system had absorbed and made into a necklace, and handed it to her mother.
After briefly explaining how to use it, she let her mother go collect supplies on her own, while she swept from another direction.
Mo Siying knew this wasn’t the time for questions. Once she was sure she knew how to use it, she set off.
This way, they could work more efficiently.
The mall was empty and dark.
Even so, to be safe, Mo Yuwan had both herself and her mother change outfits, making sure their faces were hidden.
She didn’t rush, heading straight for the display case with the knife.
Along the way, she tossed anything her space was short on into her inventory, but only took a small portion—she’d already filled her space, and her friends were all still poor as dirt.
They needed these supplies more, so she only took what she really needed.
As for food, she barely touched it.
Finally, she reached the display case with the knife.
She could tell the clerk hadn’t lied—the knife was valuable. The transparent case was heavily protected, even with an anti-theft lock.
With her lock-picking skills, she couldn’t do anything about this lock.
But would that stop her?
Of course not.
Mo Yuwan pulled out a military shovel from her space, weighed it in her hand, and smashed it down on the case.
Her strength had grown terrifying.
Under that force, the case shattered instantly.
The mall’s security alarm blared!
Red warning lights flashed across Mo Yuwan’s face, but she remained calm, reaching straight for the knife.
A bone-chilling cold spread from her palm through her whole body, but she didn’t even flinch—she just picked up the knife.
【Ding! Highly compatible weapon detected! Auto-binding in progress! Auto-upgrading! Auto-optimizing!】
【Upgrade complete! Blade has been sharpened!】
The knife, originally forty jin (about 20 kg), suddenly felt even heavier in her hand—she almost dropped it. But then, it instantly became lighter!
Now, it felt like it weighed only about ten jin (5 kg).
That must be the “auto-optimization” the system mentioned.
She looked at the knife again.
Its appearance hadn’t changed much, but the patterns were deeper, the blade even blacker, and the two roses on the hilt had darkened.
Mo Yuwan thought the previous color looked better.
But it was just a weapon—who cared about the roses?
The most important thing was that the blade was now polished and sharp, ready for use.
She swung it at a nearby counter. In an instant, the supposedly sturdy counter shattered to dust!
Mo Yuwan was very satisfied. She put the knife into her space, then quickly swept the fallen items from the counter in as well.
She was already a pro at this.
She didn’t linger, ignoring the blaring alarm, and continued her sweep.
Finally, she met up with her mother at the entrance where they’d come in.
Her mother was quick too, clearly aware of the urgency.
Mo Yuwan nodded to her, restored the lock to its original state, and they left the mall.
Afterward, she led her mother toward the inn.
They couldn’t stay here tonight.
There weren’t many people on the street, but the food street they’d just left was clearly overrun. Some people who hadn’t figured out what was happening were still curiously looking in that direction.
Mo Yuwan pulled her mother along to leave.
Suddenly, a pained whimper came from a nearby alley.
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