Sense of Fulfillment

"Luo... Di?"

Luo Di, who should have been recovering from his injuries, actually appeared here. The hole that pierced his arm was still there, though it had simply been disinfected with alcohol.

He approached the struggling jiangshi's head with an almost expressionless face.

Kneeling on one knee, He firmly grasped the jiangshi's foul, sticky hair with his left hand and pulled upwards, lifting the jiangshi's head slightly out of the ground, revealing its diseased, rotting, and grinning ugly face.

Luo Di did this purely for "angle issues." The current angle between the jiangshi's head and body was approximately 32.5°.

Everything was ready.

He raised the cleaver in his right hand high. In the darkness, one could barely make out Luo Di's face, as if he were wearing a black mask.

The blade fell, The sound of it cutting through the air was somewhat harsh.

Clang!

The first strike severed the jiangshi's cervical spine, cutting completely into the flesh.

Anna, who was suppressing the jiangshi, widened her eyes. With such strength and swordsmanship, another strike would surely decapitate it.

At this moment, Yin energy gathered.

The silver needle inserted into the Fengfu acupoint at the back of its head was forced out again.

Just as Gao Yuxuan was about to re-insert the needle, Luo Di shot him a look, signaling Gao Yuxuan to only help hold down the jiangshi's body and not to re-insert the needle.

The second strike fell, perfectly entering the neck along the first cut.

Clink! A metallic collision sound echoed due to hardening.

However, despite the hardening, the damage could not be completely prevented.

The depth of the cut increased by another centimeter.

As if sensing death, the jiangshi began to struggle frantically, with black energy constantly seeping out from within.

But under the combined suppression of the three, the jiangshi's body was still firmly pinned to the ground. No matter how it struggled, the cleaver, held high, would always fall precisely.

The third strike...

The fourth strike...

Each strike was like a replica, cutting into the neck along the previous incision.

The fifth strike!

This time, there was no more metallic impact. The frantically struggling jiangshi suddenly stopped at this moment.

The three individuals responsible for suppressing it also noticed this sudden quiet.

Their gazes slowly shifted up the jiangshi's body. On its blackened neck, its head was gone.

Under the night sky, Luo Di, still half-kneeling, slowly stood up.

The pale sliver of the moon was just above his head.

He held the jiangshi's head in mid-air, as if declaring victory, or perhaps displaying a trophy.

This scene completely dispelled the tension in everyone's hearts. It was over!

The class monitor, disregarding the filth on himself from suppressing the jiangshi, quickly got up and slapped Luo Di hard on the back.

"Luo Di, you really are something! Although the school's physical education classes had some practical combat training, it was only basic stuff. Have you studied swordsmanship systematically?"

Luo Di, still holding the jiangshi's head, was pulled back to reality from his enjoyment of a movie-like conclusion by the class monitor's words.

"I haven't studied it. I just often cut vegetables and cook at home. You've already completely controlled this thing. If I can't even manage the most basic chopping, then I wouldn't be qualified to participate in this practical exercise."

The class monitor's attention was once again diverted. "Cooking, huh? I've heard you mention it several times. I definitely have to try your cooking next time... Also, hurry up and throw that thing away, it's disgusting~"

Only then did Luo Di realize he was still holding the jiangshi's head.

However, he didn't throw it away directly. Instead, he cautiously placed it on the ground and raised his machete again, splitting it into four pieces to prevent any possibility of revival.

Rumble!

Lightning flashed between the clouds.

Heavy rain, similar to the daytime, began to fall again, as if the research institute could precisely control the weather in the mountains, using it to wash away the stains on everyone.

At the same time, a broadcast announcement came from the mountain forest:

≮Simulated anomaly cleared. This practical exercise has concluded ahead of schedule. Participants, please gather your belongings and descend the mountain as soon as possible. Our vehicles will pick you up to a nearby research institute area for a brief rest, after which a final summary of this exercise will be conducted.≯

Upon hearing the broadcast, the stone that had been hanging in everyone's hearts was finally put down, and they fully embraced the cleansing of the rain.

"Wow! I didn't expect us to finish early. That means we can have an extra day of vacation. Let's go, grab our backpacks from the bedroom, and hurry to get praised by the research institute.

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

At the class monitor's shout, everyone straightened their slightly tired bodies and returned to the old house to head to the master bedroom to pack.

Luo Di clutched the wound on his right arm. Although it had been disinfected with alcohol, black matter still remained inside the wound. If it wasn't treated promptly, it could lead to a deep infection. However, he was still immersed in the recent killing spree and couldn't feel any pain.

Gao Yuxuan also focused on his arm while returning to the bedroom, specifically his prosthetic arm. The scraped fake skin would need to be repaired at a cost once they got back. Fortunately, the alloy material itself was undamaged.

Back in the bedroom, The class monitor, seemingly packing their backpack, instead took out a pre-prepared medical kit and yanked Luo Di's arm over.

"Huh! One of the holes is almost rotted down to the bone. I can't believe you could still swing your arm. A lot more rainwater leaked in just now, we need to disinfect it immediately."

The class monitor poured an entire bottle of povidone-iodine over it, then wrapped it with a large roll of medical gauze. These were basic procedures from the school's medical class, but the class monitor's movements were particularly skilled and as gentle as possible.

Luo Di couldn't help but lower his head to look at the class monitor bandaging his wound.

His eyes no longer darted away as quickly as usual. Instead, he gazed for a longer time, observing someone seriously for the first time.

Her messy, damp high ponytail, the class monitor stained with jiangshi filth, was actually more refined than her usual image.

The class monitor said while cutting the gauze:

"It's a good thing we have someone in our team who likes to drink. If it weren't for the alcohol disinfecting it beforehand, your hand would have been at risk of amputation. You would have had to get a prosthetic limb like Xiao Gao."

Gao Yuxuan, who was packing his backpack nearby, seemed sensitive to this topic. He immediately turned his head, about to say something when, His pupils seemed to see something, and his entire face froze as if petrified.

His brain urged his voice, conveying crucial information:

"Dodge!!"

Swish!

The axe fell, The sound of bone breaking and flesh tearing echoed through the room.

When the class monitor heard the shout, they shifted their body slightly. They only felt an icy sensation on their right shoulder, which then turned into a burning pain.

Tilting their head, they saw that

Anna's tactical axe had completely embedded itself into the shoulder, almost reaching the chest.

Luo Di, whose wound had just been bandaged, immediately propped himself up with one arm and kicked the attacker in the abdomen, sending them crashing heavily against the side wall of the master bedroom.

The axe remained in the class monitor's shoulder.

Everyone was stunned, Because the attacker was Anna, who had the best relationship with the class monitor in their team.

They couldn't understand why Anna had become like this, nor when this change had occurred.

Anna, who had been kicked against the side wall of the master bedroom, stared at the wound on the class monitor's shoulder, revealing an exaggerated smile that didn't belong to her.

Inside the mouth stretched open by the smile, They could clearly see her curled tongue pressing against the roof of her mouth, then forcefully tapping down.

Click!

An uncomfortable clicking tongue sound echoed in the master bedroom.