Dual Transmigration: Starting from being captured and brought to the Hehuan Sect!

Before he finished speaking, he sprang up from the ground and pounced on the Empress, his excitement overflowing.

Caught off guard by his sudden enthusiasm, the Empress blushed and pushed against his chest, playfully scolding him:

"What are you doing?"

"The decree has been issued, the title has been bestowed, and yet you, instead of going to war, come to bully me!"

Lin Mo said with a smile:

"So what if I bullied you?"

I am now the regent, wielding immense power, and I can do whatever I want with anyone!

Today I will ride on the emperor's head, commit all sorts of evil deeds, and even get into arguments.

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Mo tucked the blanket around the Empress:

"Your Majesty, you must be tired. Please rest well. I will draft a plan first, and then we can discuss the specific troop deployment plan."

The Empress was indeed tired, and she nodded lazily, her voice softening slightly:

"Alright, don't overwork yourself. I'm counting on you now!"

"Um!"

Lin Mo walked out of the lounge and gently closed the door behind him.

He then quickly returned to his private office and called Yuepengniao:

"Pengniao, have the military discuss a plan to send troops to the Tartars as soon as possible!"

"Yes, sir!"

After giving the instructions, Lin Mo locked the door, took a deep breath, and with a thought, chose to travel to World Two.

A flash of white light appeared before my eyes, and the sea breeze and the sound of ship horns in the harbor instantly disappeared, replaced by a scorching, suffocating wave of heat.

Lin Mo quickly looked around and found himself standing in the middle of a street in a desolate city.

The road surface was cracked and covered with sand and dust. The glass curtain walls of the buildings on both sides were hazy and gray, and the whole city seemed to be covered with a layer of yellow gauze.

In the distance, there were vague figures moving about, their outlines indistinct, making it impossible to tell whether they were people or something else.

Is World Two set in a modern era?

It's so hot and dry, is it near the equator?

He was thinking to himself as his gaze swept over the shop signs on the street.

County Sha Snacks.

He immediately dismissed the guess.

"Could it be the future?"

Before I could think about it, I suddenly heard hurried footsteps coming from the building next door.

A dozen seconds later, a woman rushed out of the building entrance, covered in filth, with large patches of dark red blood splattered on her yoga pants and tight-fitting clothes. She had a bulging backpack on her back and was clutching a machete in her hand.

Although her face was dirty, judging from her features, she should be a beauty.

She saw Lin Mo and was visibly startled, but she didn't stop running, shouting as she sprinted away:

"Run!"

Lin Mo frowned and looked behind her.

A group of humanoid monsters with shriveled skin, bulging eyes, and bared fangs poured out of the building's entrance.

The commotion alerted the monsters hiding in the buildings on both sides, and they rushed out in a swarm, their roars echoing everywhere.

Damn, is this a zombie?

Lin Mo understood instantly.

World Two is fucking the apocalypse!

"Fuck, we're about to take off!"

"If World One needs something, we can just transport it from World Two, right? Isn't that great!"

Lin Mo's lips curled into a smile, and he immediately took off chasing after the woman.

During this process, he also carefully took out a poison-avoiding pill and put it in his mouth, just in case there was a zombie virus in the air.

Although he wasn't sure if the antidote would work against the zombie virus.

But at least it's some consolation.

With the help of the Cloud Ladder Leap, Lin Mo felt like the wind was blowing beneath his feet, and he caught up with her in just a few breaths.

"You're a mutant too!"

The woman glanced at Lin Mo, who was speeding alongside her, her tone full of surprise.

"right!"

Lin Mo casually agreed, while secretly assessing her speed.

This woman's sprint pace is comparable to Usain Bolt's at full speed, and the key is that she can maintain this speed for long distances.

This means that she is far from reaching her limit.

The woman led him into a small building on the side of the street, and they ran up the stairs to the top floor with ease. Then, with a running start, she leaped and landed steadily on the rooftop of the building next door.

The zombies chasing behind couldn't stop in time and crashed into the parapet wall, screaming as they fell off the roof.

Having shaken off her pursuers, the woman breathed a sigh of relief, slumped to the ground, took out a military water bottle from her backpack, and carefully took a few small sips.

Seeing that Lin Mo was staring at her, she hesitated for a moment, but still handed him the kettle.

"I'm not thirsty."

Lin Mo waved his hand.

The woman looked him up and down a few times:

"So clean, which powerful young master belongs to?"

"Uh... I forgot."

I hit my head and lost my memory.

Lin Mo made up an excuse on the spot. He started to feel conflicted.

Should we use a mind control technique to subdue her and quickly figure out this world?

But then I thought about it again and suppressed the thought.

He didn't know how strong this woman was; what if she was stronger than him?

If you try to force your way in and end up getting caught by Cao instead, that would be awkward.

Forget it, I'll find out more first.

Amnesia?

The woman paused, looked up at the scorching sun overhead, and got up to walk towards the stairwell.

Lin Mo immediately followed.

The two entered the stairwell, and the woman sat down again.

It was at least a bit cooler here than outside, and the burning sensation in the air had finally subsided somewhat.

She leaned against the corner of the wall, placed the machete next to her knees, and took a small sip of water from the kettle.

Lin Mo noticed a tear in the sleeve of her left arm's bodysuit, with dark red bloodstains seeping through the fabric.

You are injured.

Lin Mo pointed warily at her arm.

The woman glanced down, as if just remembering something, and spoke casually:

"It's nothing, just a scratch from a zombie."

Aren't you afraid of getting infected?

Lin Mo frowned.

The woman glanced at Lin Mo with surprise, then rolled up her sleeve to her shoulder, revealing the gaping, bloody scratch, and said calmly:

"It seems you really have amnesia."

We are mutants, so the zombie virus is nothing to us!

Unless it's extremely serious, it won't infect us; it will only cause us a lot of pain!

Lin Mo nodded.

Still hoping to extract more information from the woman, he softened his tone and gave her a kind smile:

"How about I treat your wound for you?"

Before the apocalypse, I was a doctor.

The woman hesitated for a moment, glanced at her still bleeding arm, and finally nodded.

The smell of blood will attract more zombies, and it's best to stop the bleeding as soon as possible.

Lin Mo took out a needle pouch and a small box of Black Jade Bone-Mending Ointment from his bosom.

The woman was visibly taken aback when she saw that he carried acupuncture needles with him.

"Are you a practitioner of Traditional Chinese Medicine?"

"right.

Let me stop your bleeding first.

As Lin Mo spoke, he gently inserted silver needles into several acupoints around the wound.

The internal energy seeped into the meridians through the needle tip, and the bleeding from the wound quickly stopped.

The woman felt a strange warmth surging from the acupoint to the wound, her pupils dilated slightly, and she couldn't help but ask:

"What kind of technique is that?"

Did you apply any medicine? Why does it feel hot and swollen?

"The Golden Right Hand Technique..."

Lin Mo smiled and answered, then put away the needle.

He then scooped out a small piece of Black Jade Bone-Mending Ointment from the medicine box and applied it evenly to the wound.