Mysterious Patterns

Lin An's excellent eyesight caught sight of Wen Ya about to be dragged off the roof by the Zombies.

His brow furrowed slightly.

If Wen Ya had merely been an ordinary person, he naturally would not have cared.

But if she was a suspected Mutant, it would be too much of a waste for her to die.

Of course, that was only if she could be of use to him.

"Strength Burst!"

Lin An shouted in a low voice.

A pale golden Radiance flashed around him and vanished, while strange waves surged through him and sent his strength soaring.

After activating his talent, his speed became incredibly fast. His figure raced down the highway like a black Phantom.

In the blink of an eye, he crossed a hundred meters and reached the RV.

Under the Zombies' frenzied, brute pulling, half of Wen Ya's body had already slipped off the roof.

Lin An's gaze turned icy.

His right hand suddenly exerted force, and the Nepal Curved Blade in his hand instantly flew free.

The curved blade whistled as it spun through the air, precisely severing Wen Ya's long hair that the Zombies had been tugging on under Lin An's powerful control.

"Thud!"

The curved blade sank halfway into the vehicle's body.

The tremendous force even lifted the vehicle more than a palm's height off the ground.

Rushing Fist!

Expressionless, Lin An threw another punch.

The fierce gust tore through the air and directly pierced the nearest Zombie's skull.

"Bang!"

It was like bursting a water balloon.

Brain matter mixed with blood exploded outward.

Before the remaining Zombies could react.

With Strength Burst activated, his fourteen points of Strength easily shattered the remaining Zombies' skulls.

In just two seconds, the Zombie Crowd that would have driven ordinary people to despair was effortlessly dealt with by Lin An.

After confirming that all the Zombies were dead.

Lin An casually shook the blood from his hand, then calmly looked at Wen Ya lying on the roof.

Wen Ya still had not recovered her senses.

Her hair was disheveled, and her chest rose and fell rapidly.

Having just walked through death's door, her entire body was drenched in sweat.

Her fitted, exquisitely tailored top clung tightly to her body, revealing her lovely figure in full.

She stared at Lin An in shock, her delicate lips slightly parted, unable to speak for a long while.

Too strong!

The scene before her felt like a dream, leaving her unable to believe it.

One punch to the head...

Brutal and decisive.

She had no doubt that if that punch landed on an ordinary person, they would probably be smashed into pulp.

"You are... the one from before..."

Wen Ya was extremely nervous.

After looking carefully.

She recognized Lin An.

That ostentatious black motorcycle that had roared past her had left a deep impression on her.

Dressed in a black Combat Suit, Lin An was tall and powerfully built. In his leather boots, he looked somewhat cold and aloof.

Killing four Zombies had been effortless for Lin An.

Aside from some blood on his right hand, not a speck of dirt stained his clothes.

Lin An did not reply.

He merely let his gaze roam brazenly over Wen Ya's body, as though he were examining a fine piece of art.

This was his first time seeing a legendary Mutant.

Though in a certain sense, he was one as well.

Nothing special.

Lin An looked her over from top to bottom.

Other than appearing calmer than an ordinary person, the Wen Ya before him seemed no different from anyone else.

Lin An said nothing, and she did not dare speak either.

Wen Ya lay half-reclined on the roof, her lips tightly pursed. She did not even dare move.

Even though her mental fortitude was far stronger than that of ordinary people.

Anyone who had witnessed Lin An's attack just now, along with the shattered skulls all over the ground, would have been too frightened to speak.

Although Lin An had saved her, she did not dare let down her guard.

Clearly, Lin An's gaze upon her was clean and clear, devoid of any desire.

Yet it inexplicably made her somewhat afraid.

In Lin An's eyes, she could not see even the slightest trace of desire, as though she were merely an object.

"Take off your clothes."

Lin An spoke coldly, ordering Wen Ya without hesitation.

He had carefully examined Wen Ya just now and found no way to determine from her appearance whether she was a Mutant.

If that was the case, then he would use the method from his Previous Life.

His memories from his Previous Life contained an accurate way to verify a Mutant's identity.

Before the Doomsday erupted, Mutants were nothing special.

But once they loaded the Player Template, purple patterns would appear on their bodies through the System's power.

Like some kind of Curse.

These patterns differed from ordinary tattoos. Even though no images or information about the patterns on Mutants had ever leaked out.

Everyone who had seen them was unwaveringly certain.

Only Mutants could possibly possess such patterns.

Therefore, as long as Lin An saw the patterns, he could be one hundred percent certain that Wen Ya was a Mutant.

Lin An's voice was not loud, but to her ears, it sounded like thunder.

Wen Ya's body suddenly trembled upon hearing his words.

She bit her lip tightly, all color draining from her face.

As expected...

She gave a miserable laugh.

Helpless and despairing, she clutched the hem of her clothes with both hands, unwilling to take them off.

"Thud."

Impatiently, Lin An stepped closer and pulled the Nepal Curved Blade from the vehicle's body with one hand.

His gaze was ice-cold.

He had guessed Wen Ya's thoughts, but he had no intention of explaining anything.

He had neither the patience nor the obligation to explain himself.

Wen Ya looked at the blood-covered blade, as though her heart had died.

Lin An's terrifying strength left her unable to muster even the slightest thought of resistance.

Besides, if Lin An had not intervened, she would have long since become a pile of white bones.

"Rustle, rustle."

Without a word, she took off her top, then raised her head to meet Lin An's gaze.

Her exposed body was snow-white, as smooth as creamy milk.

The two looked at each other, Wen Ya's gaze stubborn and resolute.

Lin An did not care in the least. He stepped two paces closer and lowered his head to look at her lower abdomen.

They were extremely close.

At such a distance, Wen Ya could even feel Lin An's rapid breathing and scorching gaze.

It was as hot as a branding iron.

Having never been so close to a man before, the tips of her ears instantly turned crimson, and her body trembled.

Lin An paid no attention to such details.

His gaze was drawn to the strange patterns, his eyes filled with fascination.

Dark purple patterns covered Wen Ya's smooth, flat lower abdomen, with flashes of blood-red light occasionally flickering between the lines.

The patterns were mysterious and unsettling.

At a glance, it felt as though even one's soul would be swallowed by them.

He could not help reaching out, his fingertips lightly touching the lines.

Her delicate, smooth skin felt like satin.

Whenever a fleeting flash of blood-red light in the patterns passed beneath his fingertips, a faint stream of Mental Strength entered his body.

Lin An's Mental Strength had already been exceptionally powerful.

Yet after this Mental Strength entered his body, he could vaguely feel it growing stronger.

Were these the unique patterns possessed by Mutants?

Lin An could not help marveling inwardly.

Merely touching them had the effect of boosting Mental Strength.

Distinctive and conspicuous.

With such patterns.

It was no wonder that Players who captured Mutants everywhere in his Previous Life could easily identify them among ordinary people.

Wen Ya's cheeks were flushed red.

From her perspective, Lin An had been repeatedly "caressing" her sensitive lower abdomen with his fingers, and she could barely endure it.

Was this... foreplay?

Unlike Wen Ya, whose thoughts were running wild.

After confirming that Wen Ya was indeed the legendary Mutant.

Lin An's mind held nothing else; his heart was filled with wild joy.

Originally, he had not been very confident about killing the Stitcher.

Even though he knew of many hidden treasures and Spiritual Energy Foods scattered everywhere that could increase his strength.

With time so limited, he might not be able to obtain all of them.

With the strength of a First-Order Awakener, fighting a Second Order Variant Zombie, one that could even be considered among the strongest of its kind.

Was still far too difficult.

But if Wen Ya assisted him in battle and could replenish his Mental Strength.

Then with his Awakening skills used frequently, it would greatly increase his chances of victory.

Before Lin An could speak.

Wen Ya seemed to notice something and followed Lin An's gaze down to her lower abdomen.

Her delicate lips parted slightly.

She stared at the patterns on her body in surprise, her eyes filled with confusion.

"What is this?"

Wen Ya thought for only a moment. With her naturally powerful Mental Strength, she quickly understood.

She had never gotten a tattoo.

And strange blood-red light occasionally flashed across the patterns on her body.

She recalled how Lin An had initially been too lazy to pay attention to her, only to suddenly save her.

And now he was so interested in the patterns.

That meant what had truly attracted Lin An was not her body, but the patterns.

Realizing that she had misunderstood Lin An, Wen Ya suddenly felt somewhat guilty.

She had thought Lin An was like those people who coveted her body and harbored ill intentions toward her.

She recalled the things she had been imagining earlier, and Wen Ya's already flushed cheeks reddened even further.

She looked just like a ripe peach.

"The patterns on my body... are they useful to you?"

"Do they mean something?"

Wen Ya hurriedly suppressed her thoughts and could not help asking Lin An tentatively.

Lin An was somewhat surprised.

He had not expected Wen Ya to react so quickly. Before he had even spoken, she had already guessed it.

He nodded slightly, with no intention of hiding anything.

But then he suddenly remembered something and decisively unfastened his clothes.