Head

Platform 2

Luo Di stood on the yellow line at the edge of the platform, looking along the tracks into the distance. Once the tracks extended beyond the station area, they were shrouded in Thick Fog, isolating him from all senses.

Even moonlight cannot penetrate it.

The sound of wheels and axles colliding with the rails soon came from the Thick Fog on one side.

A green train slowly pulled into the station.

Luo Di also noticed that when the train pulled into the station, the stairs behind him disappeared, as did the rest of the platform.

Only platform number two remains, and only this slowly approaching green train remains.

Luo Di had only just entered the corner and couldn't determine the cause.

But one thing he was certain of was that this was definitely not the level of difficulty one would expect from a Shallow Layer Event Difficulty. The essence of the corner was not chaos, but a screening process with a mature system; the difficulty could vary, but it wouldn't change too much.

He must be being targeted by something, most likely the very thing that's currently on Luo Di's mind.

The green train came to a stop in front of him, and the carriage doors opened directly in front of him.

No passengers disembarked from the carriage, and no train attendants were standing inside.

All he could see were the dilapidated, old metal carriages.

Luo Di had no reason to risk going in; given the unknown changes before him, it would have been best to wait and reunite with his teammates.

He could simply stand on the platform and wait for the train to leave.

but...

Luo Di caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye.

Through the train window, I glimpsed what appeared to be a red balloon floating inside carriage number two.

Perhaps it is the balloon itself that possesses a strong spiritual pull.

Perhaps it was due to Luo Di's personal reasons.

Just this simple glimpse caused Luo Di's entire body to tense up, his spine to straighten, and gray tentacles to emerge from the surface of his Moon Structure pituitary gland.

Wearing size 45 leather shoes, I suddenly stepped onto the green train and entered the carriage.

However, there was nothing inside the carriage, similar to the red balloons seen at the stairwell, except that they were red stickers pasted on the windows.

but,

Luo Di might be wrong the first time, but he would never be wrong a second time.

Although there were no balloons in the carriage, something was clearly trying to make him see them.

Click!

The car door closed.

The green train began to move, about to leave the corner of the train station area, and possibly even leave the Shallow Layer to go to a deeper area.

Luo Di decisively activated the Torture Chamber Left Arm, which grew a long whip covered with sharp spikes, lashing the surface of his body.

Snap!

The brutal beatings, tearing his skin and causing excruciating pain, freed him from a state of paranoia.

He knew all too well what the red balloon meant; he was now certain that the other party was targeting him, and a special monster had come from the depths of the Corner.

"It's not the right time yet..."

Luo Di reminded himself silently.

He was still new to the corner, and didn't even understand the nature of fear, how to use a coin, or the structure of the corner.

If we act rashly under the influence of emotions, all our efforts and accumulation over the years will be in vain.

He had to calm down, even if his ultimate goal might be on this train.

"My tongue didn't react at all... This guy's skill level is very high, not just ordinary high. Or maybe he arrived at the train station in advance and had been secretly observing, discovering the secret of my tongue."

All he did was pull, pull me onto this train, and the train itself wasn't dangerous; it was just a means of transportation in a corner, so my tongue didn't react.

Luo Di put the crow back into his pocket, then wrapped his entire arm with metal spikes, and before leaving the train station, he leaped and crashed into the glass window.

Bang!

The train window shattered, and Luo Di jumped out... However, the rumbling of the train continued.

Luo Di did not manage to get back to the platform and remained inside the train car.

I got up and looked at the shattered glass window.

Opposite the window were still the carriages, the two sides perfectly symmetrical.

And outside those intact windows was the view of the platform.

Has a sealed space been formed?

Luo Di smashed several windows in succession, and the original platform scene immediately turned into the interior of the carriage, making it impossible to escape by jumping out of the window.

He immediately went to the car door, activated the safety valve, and opened the door! The situation was still the same; there was still only the carriage on the other side.

"In that case..."

Luo Di gripped the handle with his right hand, and Chainsaw Blade formed. It seemed to be much larger than usual, not for cutting human bodies, but for cutting the entire carriage open.

Just as Luo Di was about to strike,

Despair!

The crisp snapping sound forced the slashing motion to a halt.

Luo Di looked out the window through the intact window beside him.

The train has already left the platform and entered the fog. If the carriage is cut open at this moment, not only might it not be able to return to the platform, but it might also fall directly into a corner or narrow gap, possibly becoming completely lost or even dying.

Cannot be cut...

Sheath the blade.

Our view returns to the interior of the carriage.

Suddenly, Luo Di paused, and the Chainsaw Blade in his hand stopped spinning and remained silent.

At the other end of the carriage, in the seat furthest from him.

An extra passenger appeared out of nowhere.

With his back to him,

Because of the seats, all that could be seen was a head that was bald and painted pure white, standing there silently.

Even though Luo Di had cleared his emotions with pain, they immediately poured out again when he saw this head.

He used his Old Spine to control his brain, regulate his emotions, and force himself to calm down.

He approached slowly, carrying Chainsaw Blade.

The saw teeth also begin to rotate faster during this process.

Ta-da~

Size 45 leather shoes were worn on the train aisle.

Just as they were about to get close, the leather shoes stopped.

Luo Di's vision was clearly excellent, but as he got closer, he discovered that his close-up observations were different from his previous ones.

No one is sitting here.

It was just a head painted with white paint sitting on top of the seat.

The black leather shoes continued forward.

Luo Di's body also leaned forward.

Widen your eyes and tilt your head to the side.

He wanted to see exactly what the head looked like, and once he confirmed it, he would swing his Chainsaw Blade.

But when the head's face was revealed, Luo Di froze, his body became immobile, and he could no longer click his tongue.

because...

The head placed on the leather chair had the same face as Luo Di.

His hair has been shaved off.

His entire head was painted white.

Upon realizing that the head was his own, a buzzing sound filled his ears, and the scene before him blurred before slowly becoming clear again.

The perspective has changed.

Luo Di became this head.

The one standing beside the chair, observing the head, was no longer Luo Di. Although he was dressed in monk's robes and carrying Chainsaw Blade, his face and lips were a vibrant red.

The two appear to have undergone some kind of "exchange".

A teasing voice escaped from her red lips:

"I didn't expect you to be an M type~ Wearing clothes full of spikes, with them inserted deep inside your body, wow! That's kind of exciting."

I never imagined that the baby bird I accidentally kept would actually grow up... It looks so delicious, I feel like I could roast it and eat it.

Bibibi~ Stay on the train obediently.

It will carry you to the depths where I am, to my [dwelling]. You must have a lot to say to me then.

For some reason, only Luo Di's head remained. At this moment, his eyes were wide open, and blood even flowed from his eye sockets.

A strong obsession formed in my mind, which actually stirred my Old Spine from a distance, causing it to tremble and even overflow with gray.

"Oh? You've been hit by my Head Swap technique and can still control your original body! You're even more amazing than I imagined, hahaha!"

Suddenly, several balloons appeared, their lines anchoring themselves between the spine, using their upward pull to forcefully suppress the restless Old Spine.

When it seemed that this situation could not be broken,

A Yellow Talisman floated down from who-knows-where.

It didn't land on Luo Di or this mysterious being, but instead stuck to an intact car window.

As the talisman emitted light, a connection at some spatial level was rapidly formed.

Bang!

The car window was broken.

A young man wearing Taoist robe and holding a copper coin sword leaped in.

In just a moment, he discerned and analyzed the situation inside the carriage.

He did not draw his sword, but instead took two copper coins from the blade and covered his eyes to avoid falling into the other party's hands.

The Yellow Talisman was lit in the palm of the hand.

A palm strike was unleashed!

As the talismans dissipated, a powerful Bagua seal was unleashed, directly blasting the monster that had possessed Luo Di's body away.

An invisible thin line stretched taut along the monster's retreating path.

Swish! The head was just cut off.

Whoosh whoosh~

Several more thin threads came and wrapped around the headless body and Luo Di's head, quickly joining the two together and completing the surgical suture.

You Zhen also came here through the opened window.

As for the severed monster head, it didn't land on the ground; instead, it floated in the air like a balloon.

"Luo Di, retreat!!"

Yu Ze distributed three different sets of props: books, cards, and clothes belonging to homeless people, all of which had corner marks on them.

Although Luo Di had just had his head reattached, the structure of his Old Spine quickly allowed his nerves to reconnect perfectly.

The brain is at work, focusing all attention on the imprint in front of it.

The tiny mark, representing the seam, began to grow larger and almost filled the entire field of vision, nearly swallowing Luo Di whole.

Just as he was about to enter the [crevice],

A glimpse from the corner of my eye revealed the head hanging inside the carriage; the person made no movement, merely maintaining a smile.

A smile that Luo Di had seen before.

A smile he would never forget in his life.