Heat,
The classroom, previously shrouded in gloom, suddenly grew hot,
The class monitor on the podium clearly felt this heat, an inexplicable dry warmth that compelled her to unzip part of her jacket to expose her chest for cooling.
Her slightly twisted head was staring at Luo Di in the back row, utterly failing to comprehend what he was doing.
"Thought Corner? No... what are you doing, Luo Di?"
With eyes closed and legs crossed, Luo Di,
was holding the Zombie Blade in one arm, allowing the blade to shed hair and teeth, returning to its original form,
sharply slicing into the front of his own body,
Taking cues from the three cuts the class monitor had made on his chest, it seemed as if he were inscribing something.
This process wasn't one that could be finished instantaneously,
The class monitor could have killed Luo Di straight away, but she merely stood on the podium, waiting, observing, and even appreciating, her gaze returning to what it once was.