Chapter 17 Satisfaction

"Luo... Di?"

Luo Di, who should have been recovering from his injuries, unexpectedly appeared here, with the holes that pierced through his arm still present, merely disinfected simply with alcohol.

Almost expressionlessly, he approached the struggling zombie's head.

Kneeling on one knee,

he firmly grasped the zombie's foul, sticky hair with his left hand and pulled upwards, slightly lifting the zombie's head off the ground to reveal its grotesque, snarling face, ravaged and rotten.

Luo Di did this just for the sake of 'the angle'; at that moment, the angle between the zombie's head and body was approximately 32.5 degrees.

All set,

he raised the butcher knife high in his right hand, his face barely visible in the darkness of the night, as if wearing a black mask.

The blade came down,

the sound of it cutting the air was a bit grating,

Crack!

With one strike, he severed the zombie's cervical vertebra, cutting deep into the flesh.

Even Anna, who was holding down the zombie, widened her eyes in surprise. Such strength and technique needed only one more strike to behead the creature.

At that moment,

the gloom converged,

the silver needle stuck in the Wind Mansion Acupoint at the back of the head was forced out again,

just as Gao Yuxuan was about to add another needle, Luo Di gave him a look, signaling that Gao Yuxuan only needed to help restrain the zombie's body, and no additional needle was necessary.

The second blade fell, perfectly following the first cut as it sliced into the neck.

Ting! A metallic clang sounded due to the hardening effect,

but hardening aside, the damage couldn't be completely negated,

the depth of the chop increased by an additional centimeter.

It seemed as if sensing its pending death, the zombie began to struggle frantically, with black qi continuously leaking from its body.

Yet, with the restraint from the three of them, the zombie's body was firmly pinned to the ground, no matter how much it struggled, the raised butcher knife always found its mark.

The third slice...

The fourth slice...

Each slash was like a carbon copy, following the previous incisions into the interior of the neck,

The fifth slice!

This time there was no metallic clang, and the wildly thrashing zombie suddenly stopped,

The three holding it down perceived this sudden stillness,

Their gaze slowly moved up from the zombie's body, and on its blackened neck, there was no longer a head.

Under the night sky,

Luo Di, who was half-kneeling, slowly stood up,

with the pale crescent moon just hanging above his head,

holding the zombie's head aloft in mid-air, as if declaring victory and displaying a spoil of war.

Such a scene completely eased the tension in everyone's heart, it was over!

The class leader, without caring about the filth acquired from restraining the zombie, quickly stood up and gave a hearty slap on Luo Di's back.

"Luo Di, you really did it! Although we've also had some practical combat training in school's physical education, it's merely basic.

Have you systematically studied swordplay?"

Holding the zombie's head, Luo Di was savoring the feeling akin to the conclusion of a movie plot and was yanked back to reality by the class leader's words,

"I haven't studied it, just usually cut vegetables and cook at home.

You had completely restrained this thing. If I couldn't even manage the most basic chopping, then I wouldn't have the qualifications to join this practical session."

The class leader's attention was drawn away again, "Cooking, huh~ You've mentioned it several times now; I must try your cooking next time... and also, quickly throw away what's in your hand, it's disgusting~"

Luo Di finally realized he was still clutching the zombie's head in his hand,

He didn't just toss it away, however, but placed it cautiously on the ground, lifted the machete again, and split it into four pieces, to eliminate the possibility of resurrection.

Boom!

Lightning streaked across the clouds,

And a downpour similar to the daytime fell once more, as if the research institute could precisely control the weather over the mountains, washing away the filth from their bodies.

Meanwhile, a broadcast from the mountain forest came through:

≮Simulated Anomaly cleared, this practice session ends ahead of schedule, please take your personal belongings and descend the mountain quickly. Our vehicles will take you to the nearby research institute for a brief rest, after which a final summary of this practice session will be given.≯

Hearing the broadcast, the heavy load in everyone's hearts was finally lifted, fully embracing the cleansing of the rain.

"Wow! Didn't expect to finish early; this means an extra day for holiday. Let's move, go to the bedroom to grab our backpacks and hurry to receive the praise of the research institute.

When we get back, I'll definitely treat everyone to a big meal!"

Under the class president's call, everyone stood up with bodies showing slight fatigue and returned to the ancient house to pack in the main bedroom.

Luo Di clutched his wounded right arm, after being disinfected with alcohol, there was still black substance remaining inside the wound, which could lead to a serious infection if not treated in time. However, he was still immersed in the killing frenzy of moments ago, completely numbed to the pain.

During the return to the bedroom, Gao Yuxuan too focused on his arm, or more precisely, his prosthetic arm. The fake skin that was scraped off would need money to repair once they got back, fortunately, the alloy material was not damaged.

Back in the bedroom,

The class president seemed to be packing his backpack, but instead pulled out a pre-prepared medical kit and snatched Luo Di's arm.

"Eh! One of the holes has almost rotted to the bone, it's a wonder you can still swing your arm. The rain just now must have seeped quite a bit into it, it must be disinfected immediately."

The class president poured an entire bottle of iodine on it, then took out a large roll of medical gauze and wrapped it up. These were all basic operations from the school's medical course, but the class president's movements were particularly skilled and as gentle as possible.

Luo Di couldn't help but lower his head and watch the class president bandaging him,

His eyes didn't shift away quickly as usual but stared for a longer duration, seriously observing someone for the first time.

The messy and wet ponytail and the class president, stained with zombie filth, somehow looked more delicate than the usual image in memory.

While cutting the gauze, the class president said:

"Luckily, we have someone in the team who loves to drink. If it weren't for the alcohol disinfecting in advance, you might have risked amputation, and then you would need a prosthesis like Little Gao."

Gao Yuxuan, who was packing his backpack nearby, seemed sensitive to this topic and immediately turned his head as if to say something when,

His pupils seemed to catch sight of something, and his entire face froze.

The brain urged the vocal cords, conveying critical information:

"Dodge!!"

Swish!

The axe fell,

The sound of bones breaking and flesh tearing echoed in the room,

The class president, hearing the shout, shifted his body just a bit. He only felt a cold touch on his right shoulder, which then turned into a burning pain.

Glancing sideways,

Anna's tactical axe had completely sunk into his shoulder, almost reaching the chest.

Luo Di, who had just bandaged his wound, immediately propped himself up with one arm and kicked the attacker in the abdomen, sending her flying against the main bedroom wall.

The axe remained embedded in the class president's shoulder.

Everyone was stunned,

Because the attacker was Anna, someone who had the best relationship with the class president in the team,

They couldn't comprehend why Anna became like this, nor did they know when she underwent this change.

Anna, who was kicked against the main bedroom wall, stared at the wounded shoulder of the class president, revealing an exaggerated smile that didn't belong to her,

As her mouth split open with the smile,

Everyone could clearly see the curled tongue pressing against the upper palate, followed by a forceful knock.

Click!

An uncomfortable tongue-clacking sound reverberated in the main bedroom.