Mysterious Patterns

Lin An's excellent eyesight spotted Wen Ya about to be dragged off the car roof by a zombie.

He couldn't help but frown slightly.

If Wen Ya was just an ordinary person, he wouldn't have cared.

But a suspected mutant dying would have been a shame.

Of course, the prerequisite was that he could use her.

"Power burst!"

Lin An murmured in a low voice.

A faint golden glow flashed by in an instant, accompanied by strange vibrations that caused his power to surge.

After activating his talent, his speed was incredibly fast, and his body resembled a black phantom as he ran along the highway.

In a very short time, he covered a distance of 100 meters and rushed to the RV.

Wen Ya was being violently torn apart by the zombie, and half of her body had already fallen off the car roof.

Lin An's gaze was cold and calculating.

He put all his strength into his right hand and threw his Nepalese curved knife with precision.

The curved knife whirled through the air, cutting through Wen Ya's hair that was being pulled by the zombie with incredible force.

"Humph!"

The curved knife sank into the body of the RV, penetrating half of it.

The tremendous force even lifted the body of the RV by a palm's width.

A punch!

Lin An's expression was expressionless, and he punched again with a single fist.

The wind roared as it tore through the air, directly piercing the head of the nearest zombie.

"Bang!"

It was like bursting a water balloon.

The brain and blood splattered everywhere.

Before the other zombies could react, he had activated his power burst, and with his strength of 14 points, he easily smashed the rest of the zombies' heads.

In just two seconds, a group of zombies that would have been enough to terrify a normal person were easily dealt with by Lin An.

After confirming that all the zombies were dead, Lin An casually wiped the bloodstains off his hands Before the end of the world, mutants were no different from anyone else.

But as soon as the player template was loaded and the power of the system was unleashed, purple markings would appear on their bodies, as if it were a curse.

These markings were different from regular tattoos, and no pictures of the markings on mutants had leaked.

However, anyone who had seen them was convinced beyond a shadow of a doubt.

Only mutants could possibly have these markings.

Therefore, as soon as Lin An saw the markings, he could be 100% sure that Wen Ya was a mutant.

Lin An's voice was not loud, but it sounded like a thunderclap in her ears.

Wen Ya's body trembled violently when she heard Lin An's words.

She bit her lip tightly, her face pale.

Indeed...

She bitterly laughed.

She was powerless and helpless, and she clutched the hem of her clothes tightly, unwilling to take off her clothes.

"Humph."

Lin An walked closer impatiently, and with one hand, he pulled out the Kukri knife that had been embedded in the car.

His gaze was cold.

He guessed what Wen Ya was thinking, but he didn't intend to explain anything.

He had no patience and no obligation to speak.

Wen Ya looked at the bloodstained blade, as if her heart had died.

Lin An's terrifying strength made her not dare to have any thoughts of resistance.

Moreover, without Lin An's help, she would have turned into a pile of bones long ago.

"Sissu."

Wen Ya remained silent and took off her shirt without a word.

Then she raised her head and looked at Lin An eye to eye.

Without her shirt, her body was white as snow, like milk.

Staring at each other, Wen Ya's eyes were stubborn and resolute.

Lin An didn't care at all, and he moved closer and looked down at her belly.

They were very close to each other.

At this distance, Wen Ya could even feel Lin An's rapid breathing and burning gaze, which Wenya merely thought for a moment, and her already powerful mental abilities quickly kicked in.

She had never gotten a tattoo.

Moreover, the patterns on her body kept flashing with strange blood-red hues from time to time.

She recalled how Lin An initially ignored her, then suddenly saved her, and now was so interested in the patterns.

This meant that what truly attracted Lin An was not her body, but the patterns.

Realizing that she had misunderstood Lin An, Wenya suddenly felt guilty.

She had thought that Lin An was like those who desired her body and had ill intentions towards her.

She also thought of the nonsensical things she had thought earlier, and her already rosy cheeks turned even redder.

It looked just like a ripe water蜜桃.

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

"Do they have any meaning?"

Wenya quickly put aside her various thoughts and couldn't help but tentatively ask Lin An.

Lin An was surprised.

He hadn't expected Wenya to react so quickly, as he hadn't even opened his mouth yet, and she had already guessed it.

He nodded slightly, not intending to hide anything.

However, he suddenly thought of something and decisively unbuttoned his clothes.