Two minutes earlier,
when the possessed Anna spoke Gao Yuxuan's personal history through her mouth,
Luo Di felt as though his entire mind had been frozen by extreme ice. A tension called fear spread from the depths of his soul, and cold sweat seeped from every pore of his body.
Since the practical began, he had never been this nervous—not even death had made him feel this tense.
At that moment,
Luo Di stared fixedly at the possessed Anna, his gaze like the one he had used on the zombie before. An extreme thought flashed through his mind.
"If I kill Anna, can I put an end to all this?"
Yet his conscience immediately rejected that extreme idea. Even he did not know why such a thought had arisen.
How could he break this deadlock?
Without the institute's help, how were they supposed to resolve this emergency before them?
Buzz! A flash of inspiration crossed Luo Di's mind.
He remembered something.
He thought of the night a week ago, on the day their break had just begun.
During his night run, a fellow runner, Mr. Luo Fei, had given him a personal business card and told him to call the number on it if he encountered unexpected danger.
Because of the special nature of this practical, Luo Di had kept the card on him.
His memory was fairly good. Simply recalling the matter brought the relatively simple phone number to mind, so there was no need to reach into his pocket for the card.
At the moment, the possessed Anna was analyzing Gao Yuxuan's life story. It was the perfect opportunity to make the call.
Luo Di moved his hands behind his back as inconspicuously as possible and lightly touched his wristband to activate phone mode.
Because phone numbers consisted of the holder's surname plus numbers, the call keys projected by the wristband resembled a keyboard.
Entering it without looking carried a considerable chance of error.
And Luo Di rarely used the phone in the first place. Operating it behind his back and entering the correct number was almost impossible.
He slowly shifted his arm, bringing the projected miniature keyboard into his field of view, hoping Anna would not notice.
Just as Luo Di lowered his head to make out the letters and numbers projected by the wristband,
there was no keyboard projection in his sight at all.
Even the metal wristband he wore every day had changed. Its cold-toned metal had somehow turned ruddy and thicker, as if it were lightly wriggling.
That sensation quickly became an extremely nauseating soft touch.
The wristband was no longer in his vision. Instead, a tongue was wrapped around his wrist, and he could even feel it prying open his skin and burrowing into his body.
Luo Di was forced to tear it off at once, throw it to the floor, and crush it beneath his foot.
After taking a deep breath, he looked beneath his shoe. What he had crushed was not a tongue at all, but the wristband itself.
The change in the wristband made him realize that everything happening before him was an illusion—the possessed Devil was influencing their minds, rather than anything truly occurring.
Not long after,
The Devil's gaze fell upon Luo Di, and the conversation turned to his personal history.
However, that gaze soon saw something unusual within Luo Di, something it apparently could not fully see through.
The possessed Anna twisted her body seductively. Her exposed tongue curled back and forth like a finger, beckoning Luo Di closer.
"Even now, I still can't completely see through your essence... Would you mind coming a little closer and letting me properly taste you?
If you really are special enough, perhaps we can make a deal.
Maybe the few of you might even survive."
Luo Di did not hesitate and stepped forward.
Gao Yuxuan, standing nearby, wanted to stop such a dangerous act, but noticed that one of Luo Di's hands hanging at his waist lightly moved its fingers, as though signaling him not to do anything.
Though Gao Yuxuan could not guess what Luo Di was planning, he chose to trust him and remained where he was for the time being.
He suddenly remembered Luo Di's cold and terrifying expression when they had worked together to deal with the corpse earlier.
Luo Di, he couldn't be planning to...
Gao Yuxuan's eyes widened, his calf muscles unconsciously tensing as he carefully watched Luo Di's every move.
By then, Luo Di had reached the bedside, less than an inch from Anna's bound wrist.
The Devil's whisper came again. "Come closer. Bend down and bring your body close to my face. Don't be afraid~ You've touched me already, so one more touch won't matter.
You'd better hurry. I'm not a patient person. I might suddenly decide I don't want to make a deal with you after all."
Luo Di's thigh pressed against the bedside as his back began to bend.
His leaning upper body gradually drew close to Anna on the bed.
The distance between their faces steadily narrowed.
Bound Anna also began sniffing deeply, taking in a scent that only a Devil could detect.
Her mouth gradually opened during the process, as though she had tasted the most interesting scent on Luo Di and had finally read Luo Di's "story."
"You!"
Just as Anna was about to speak, Luo Di, only a fist's distance away, cut her off.
"Tell me. What deal?"
"How interesting~"
The possessed Anna continued changing.
The pupil in her other eye began to contract as well. The wrinkles on her face gradually took on the color of scorched earth, and a mature "Second Tongue" grew from her mouth.
"The deal is simple. Voluntarily accept my possession, without resisting at all... and I'll spare your friends, including Wenwen, who already left the manor. What do you say?"
"Will you keep your word?"
"Huh? You don't have the right to negotiate terms with me, do you?"
Hearing that, Luo Di directly drew the Machete at his waist. The move instead frightened Gao Yuxuan, who thought Luo Di truly intended to kill his companion.
However, the blade merely hovered at Luo Di's own neck and sliced open his skin. Blood seeped out along the blade.
"Will you keep your word?"
Luo Di asked again.
"Interesting~ Most young people like you are terribly afraid of death, yet you're actually serious. Don't worry. I swear to Lord Satan right now—so long as you let me possess you perfectly, I will absolutely spare your friends."
"What do I need to do?"
"Mm~ I've already achieved a certain degree of 'fusion' with Miss Anna. Transferring through sound would be very difficult, so you'll need to actively cooperate with me through 'physical contact.'"
"Touch your hand?"
"No... Put your tongue into my mouth. That'll be fastest, and it will let me enter your deepest depths directly~"
The possessed Anna began moving her jaw, opening her mouth as wide as possible.
Smack, smack~
The two tongues in her mouth rested against the left and right walls of her oral cavity, seemingly awaiting the arrival of their "guest."
Luo Di took a deep breath and moved the Machete, which had already cut open the skin of his neck, back to his waist. Then, considering that the weapon might become a danger to his teammates after he was possessed, he immediately threw the Machete toward the wall.
His normal train of thought and smooth movements gave no cause for suspicion.
The possessed Anna thought so as well. Moreover, all her attention was on Luo Di's tongue. She desperately wanted to occupy this special young man.
At the same time,
Gao Yuxuan, who had been standing at the foot of the bed watching the whole "show," had kept his attention on the Machete because he had previously suspected Luo Di might have ulterior motives.
Now, the blade had been thrown toward a nearby wall.
Gao Yuxuan unexpectedly noticed something stuck to the back of the Machete, falling along with it as it struck the wall.
A card.
A special card bearing a name and a phone number.
He instantly memorized the number and understood Luo Di's true intention in doing this.
Born into an exceptional family, Gao Yuxuan had begun using electronic devices at a very young age. Touch-typing on a keyboard was one of his most basic skills.
While the Devil's attention was completely drawn to Luo Di, he slowly moved his hands behind his back and entered the phone number from the card.
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