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

At this moment, they were sitting or standing in the open space waiting for the transport plane. When they saw Lin Mo and Han Yue walk out from the depths of the tunnel, everyone's eyes were focused on them at the same time, or more precisely, on the centrifuge in Han Yue's arms.

The open space instantly erupted into chaos.

"Isn't that a centrifuge? They actually managed to get their hands on one!"

A young man with tattooed arms was the first to shout out.

"Who are these two people? Do you know anything about them?"

"You don't know? That woman is Han Yue, an A-level mutant from the Safe Zone Special Forces."

The guy next to him...

Isn't that the same lone wolf from before?

He walked alone with a sword, turning down several invitations to team up.

"Damn, they really have the right to be arrogant!"

"How did this person manage to bring out a centrifuge like that? Just what kind of ability does he have?"

"Who cares about his strength? The advanced gene serum is definitely his."

I'm so fucking envious.

The gazes of the crowd toward Lin Mo and Han Yue contained envy, jealousy, admiration, and a fleeting glimpse of greed.

But most of these greedy gazes withdrew after meeting Lin Mo's calm expression.

Anyone who can survive the core area is definitely at least A-level in strength. Offending such a person is just asking for death.

What's more, that man is quite skilled with a sword!

Of course, there are also those who are quick-witted and don't intend to give up this opportunity.

A man in a modified military uniform with slicked-back hair pushed his way out of the crowd, beaming with smiles as he strode up to Lin Mo. He extended his hand from afar, his voice as warm as if he were meeting an old friend he hadn't seen in years.

"Bro, that's awesome!"

You even managed to get your hands on a centrifuge! I'm truly impressed!

My name is Zhang Wei, a C-level speed type. I noticed you when I was clearing out zombies on the outskirts!

Those sword strikes of yours, wow, they were absolutely awesome!

He changed the subject, lowered his voice, and leaned closer:

"Brother, I need to talk to you about something."

Look, you two got this centrifuge. When you report it, could you include my name?

Anyway, you guys get the high-level potions, I'll just tag along and get a mid-level potion too.

Don't worry, it won't be a waste of time...

I'll compensate you with some supplies and get you a few B-grade crystal cores, how about that?

Let's just consider it making friends, a win-win situation!

Lin Mo looked at him expressionlessly and shook his head:

"no."

Zhang Wei's smile froze for a full two seconds, his outstretched hand still hanging in mid-air. He finally withdrew it sheepishly, turned, and walked back into the crowd, muttering something under his breath—not too loud, just loud enough for those nearby to hear:

"What's so great about it? It's just good luck..."

No sooner had he left than another female mutant approached him.

She was wearing a tight tank top, and her figure was indeed quite attractive. She deliberately swayed her hips as she walked, and her voice was sweet and coquettish.

"Wow, you're really amazing! You got the centrifuge working so easily."

She introduced herself as Xiaodie, a B-level agile type, and asked Lin Mo if he wanted a ride home. She said she could help him "relax" that night. When she said the last few words, she raised her eyebrows slightly, the implication of which was self-evident.

Lin Mo didn't even glance at her; his gaze passed over her shoulder and landed on the tunnel entrance in the distance.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Xiaodie thought he was hesitating, so she took another step forward, her smile widening. Just as she was about to say something, the man in front of her suddenly raised his hand and pushed her away.

Xiaodie staggered back several steps before regaining her balance. Just as she was about to lash out, she saw Han Yue's expression also turn serious in an instant.

She followed Han Yue's gaze and saw a person stumbling out of the tunnel, covered in blood, with a distorted expression on their face.

He ran while looking back, mumbling something incoherently.

Lin Mo could vaguely make out a few words: "Help, help me!"

The man had only taken two steps when a giant pangolin-like mutated beast crashed through the tunnel entrance, sending rubble and concrete flying like cannonballs.

The mutated beast was the size of a large yacht, its body covered with a layer of dark gray scales, the edges of which were as sharp as rows of blades, and the scales at the end of its tail were as sharp as a battering ram.

It opened its mouth and let out a deafening roar, revealing rows of sharp teeth and a scarlet throat. The rubble at the tunnel entrance collapsed behind it, blocking most of the exit.

The open space instantly descended into chaos.

Some people shouted for them to run, some grabbed crossbows and fired, and others were so frightened that their legs went weak and they collapsed to the ground.

After the pangolin crashed through the tunnel entrance, it did not immediately locate Lin Mo and Han Yue.

He shook the dust off his head, and his dark yellow vertical pupils slowly swept across the open space in front of him, as if he were inspecting his hunting grounds.

The people on the open ground had scattered and fled. Its gaze swept over the running figures one by one, and finally stopped on the group of survivors closest to it.

There were about seven or eight people in the group, most of them at level B or even lower. They were running desperately up the hillside, their footsteps were chaotic and hurried, and they were accompanied by a few terrified shouts.

A young man with bandages wrapped around his neck was running at the very back, clutching a crossbow in his arms. He kept looking back as he ran, his face filled with fear.

The pangolin let out a low growl, and with a sudden burst of strength from its limbs, its massive body charged toward the group of people at incredible speed.

The pangolin swung its tail violently, the sharp scales at the end of it like battering rams, sweeping out with a whooshing sound.

The young man running at the back didn't even have time to scream before he was swept in half at the waist. His upper body flew several meters away, while his lower body staggered forward a couple of steps while still in a running posture before crashing to the ground.

Blood and entrails arced through the air, splattering onto the backs of several companions in front.

A woman, her head splattered with scalding blood, let out a piercing scream, tripped over a severed limb lying on the ground, and fell face-first into the mud.

She struggled to her feet, but before she could even stand up, the shadow overhead enveloped her.

The pangolin's giant claws descended from the sky, smashing her upper body into a mangled mess of flesh and blood. Only her two legs remained exposed, twitching twice before falling still.

Hearing the commotion behind him, a bald, burly man at the front of the group gritted his teeth, turned around, raised his fire axe, and charged at the pangolin.

He roared at the beast to die, the axe blade drawing an arc in the sunlight before striking the pangolin's foreleg scales with a heavy blow, sending up a few sparks but leaving not even a mark.

The pangolin lowered its head, its dark yellow vertical pupils looking down at the audacious human. It exhaled a scorching stream of air from its nostrils, then bit the man's shoulder and lifted him off the ground.

The bald, burly man's fire axe slipped from his hand and stuck in the mud not far away, the handle still trembling slightly.

His body struggled violently inside the pangolin's mouth, his hands futilely pounding on the pangolin's nose, his fingernails scratching white marks on the scales, but he couldn't budge those sharp teeth at all.

The pangolin suddenly tossed its head, launching him into the air, then opened its massive maw to catch him and swallowed him whole with a few crunching sounds.

A living person simply vanished, with only the trembling fire axe on the ground proving he was just there.

The remaining survivors completely broke down.