Ancient Infection

I've been on the verge of death countless times.

Even the Blood Bible within his body began to fall out and disintegrate, seemingly unable to continue supporting Luo Di's "abuse."

But Luo Di didn't care at all, even though the blood prop had been successfully integrated into his film system.

He always maintained his "voyeuristic" nature. As long as his eyeballs hadn't been gouged out and as long as he still had a structure on his body that could help him get close to the Mist Man, he would stick close and continue to spy on him.

I don't know how much time has passed.

The Mist Man suddenly changed; he stopped attacking the young man in front of him.

It seemed to him that killing the other party was meaningless, whether it was crushing their head or destroying their body, the young man could quickly regenerate, as if there was no end to it.

Or disgust,

Or fear,

Or admit,

Or perhaps out of helplessness,

Or permission,

In any case, the Mist Man launched no further attacks, and his hands simply hung down at his sides.

Bang!

Moonlight scattered,

Jason, covered in blood, was already standing behind him, swinging his blood-stained bat horizontally and crushing his body into mincemeat, leaving only the Mist Man's head intact.

Sitting in the camping tent,

By the light of the campfire,

Face to face, with eyeballs attached.

This time he could finally spy openly without any time restrictions. His plan seemed to be on the verge of success, and the truth was about to be revealed to him.

However... spying itself seems to carry its own dangers.

When Luo Di's consciousness returned from his spine to his brain and took over the body dominated by instinct, he suddenly felt puzzled! He couldn't understand why Roddy could sit so leisurely in the tent, holding the head of the Mist Man, spying on him so nonchalantly.

But he didn't think it through carefully; even a slight delay could have affected him due to the brain fog.

Continue spying.

After dozens of attempts to peek, Luo Di was now able to see what was inside the face.

This time, however, it was different.

The Thick Fog that filled the pits, the mist that concealed the secrets, had all vanished! The interior was now completely exposed.

This exposure caught Luo Di, the "voyeur," completely off guard.

It's like a real voyeur peeping at the woman next door taking a shower. Just as he's about to see the most crucial scene amidst the swirling smoke, the woman opens the door and walks towards him.

As the internal images were fully revealed, Luo Di suddenly felt a pull! It drew his consciousness away from his spine, away from his pituitary gland, and away from his brain.

In a strange, detached state of consciousness, it followed the striped lines on the Mist Man's face straight to his interior.

Go into the pit,

Heading into the mist,

Venture into the unknown depths.

Luo Di suddenly felt a sense of familiarity.

The encounter with the ancestors during my journey across the sea from hell seems somewhat similar to what I'm seeing now—a feeling that is distant and ancient.

But they are completely different in essence.

Their ancestors were natives of Hell, and they have a faint connection with the Hell blood flowing in Luo Di's body. There are also similarities between the gates.

Luo Di's current feeling is completely different. He can sense that what he is about to encounter is a completely "unknown".

Of course, this is only the tip of the iceberg, and may be hundreds or even thousands of times smaller than this tip.

The so-called fog,

It appears to be just a "password box" for security purposes.

Luo Di, the voyeur, accidentally guessed the correct password after numerous attempts and opened the box.

Luo Di descended slowly as a condensed consciousness, like an explorer pulling a tether down into a vast, unexplored cavern.

Consciousness and perception radiate outwards.

It's like an explorer lighting a torch to illuminate the internal structure.

There is no brain inside.

No skull,

The basic unit that makes up the Mist Man's skull is actually a series of tiny fingers, densely packed and filling the entire internal space. That ancient aura is emanating from between these fingers.

The breath was very thin and faint.

Such a structure still seems to be just some distant projection.

Behind these fingers lies something deeper, something directly related to horror, something connected to the Corner Origin.

It's not something that Luo Di can currently access or even glimpse.

It's already remarkable enough that he can see such a structure and touch such fingers.

"Fingers... remains... mist... videotape... Corner Event."

I think I understand the true nature of this incident! The corner is always filtering, whether it's the advancement of Pseudo-Human or the exploration of humans, it's all about filtering.

Events occurring inside corners also follow this theme.

This time is no exception.

This event will select a participant who can see through the fog of mystery, or even 'obtain the truth,' and that person... will inevitably be me!

While Luo Di was thinking,

His consciousness finally descended onto the skull floor, which was made up of fingers.

It changed from "observation" to "contact".

When this soft touch reached his body, an inner change began to occur.

Buzz!

It was a familiar dream again.

Luo Di woke up at his home in the resettlement community in Jupiter City. This time, he could even vaguely sense that it was a dream, but he didn't know why he was having this dream or how to wake up.

"Luo Di, get up and eat!"

His mother's voice came through, making him feel uneasy.

He quickly put on his shoes and went outside.

However, there were no terrifying scenes in the house.

The mother, wearing an apron, is preparing various dishes, while the father is helping out.

The older sister was sitting on the sofa with a Black-haired Girl, chatting and laughing, seemingly preparing to watch a movie.

"Sister, who is this?"

"Luo Di, are you out of your mind? Isn't this your class monitor?"

"Squad leader?"

Luo Di looked at the Black-haired Girl who was smiling at him, but he couldn't quite remember her. He only vaguely remembered that her name was Wu Wen.

"I think I slept too long, I'm going to wash up."

Whenever he feels a blockage in his head, Luo Di washes his face with cold water to clear his head.

This time is no exception.

Even with the cold water splashing on his face, he still couldn't remember anything about being a class monitor. He didn't think much of it and decided to brush his teeth first, since guests had come to his house.

Squeeze on the toothpaste,

Squeeze the brush handle tightly.

Brushing my teeth is an ordinary routine, unchanged for over ten years.

But this time, Luo Di vaguely sensed that something was wrong, as if something was off in a certain detail.

He looked up at himself in the bathroom mirror, at himself brushing his teeth... Suddenly, his pupils dilated! He almost dropped the toothbrush.

The hand holding the toothbrush had six fingers.

The extra finger was under Luo Di's direct control, and it was no different from the other fingers, and its movement was normal.

Luo Di quickly took out his other hand for comparison.

However,

This hand has seven fingers...

The sudden turn of events caused the toothbrush to finally fall into the sink.

When he instinctively reached for his toothbrush, he saw centipede-like fingers curling and gripping, with the number of fingers on one hand already exceeding double digits.

Click~

Sudden,

One tooth fell out of my mouth, then another, and more and more... but there was no bleeding throughout the process, which seemed to be a normal shedding process.

Luo Di looked up at himself in the mirror again.

Thick fingers grew out of each of his gums, replacing his original teeth.

Even the surface of the tongue has grown tiny finger-like structures, which will replace the function of the tongue coating.

It happened suddenly again.

His right eye was ripped off and fell into the pool, where it got stuck right at the drain.

Instead of picking up the eyeball, Luo Di used his remaining left eye to observe himself in the mirror.

He saw that the missing eye socket was filled with fingers, which were growing outwards wildly, trying to take the place of the eye. The fingerprints of these fingers even had an eye-like outline.

His left eye was also teetering on the brink of collapse, and was eventually pushed out by the fingers inside.

but,

The blindness did not last long; Luo Di soon gained a wider, more comprehensive field of vision, provided by his multiple fingers.

The fingers that grow out from between the eye sockets bloom like chrysanthemums, each one equivalent to a highly precise compound eye, capable of receiving a wider range of wavelengths and analyzing the structure of tiny objects.

The distortion continues.

Luo Di suddenly stopped feeling unwell.

He seemed to have accepted the change, and even felt that he was heading to a higher world.

Until a sound came from outside the door.

His sister and the unfamiliar class monitor were watching his favorite murder mystery movie, "Friday the 13th," together. The iconic opening music pulled Luo Di back to reality, reminding him of his true nature.

"I'm a human being... I still have things to do..."

Wenslam University - School of Life Sciences

The collection of relevant clues has ended. Wu Wen has obtained more comprehensive and direct clues than she did at the Newspaper Office, so she no longer lingers and decisively leaves.

"We were delayed for a full twenty minutes, and the Mist Man didn't even catch up. Moreover, the fog in the entire building seemed to have lessened considerably."

What exactly did Luo Di do?

Looking at the quiet and safe passageway, Wu Wen couldn't understand what was going on. In her opinion, Luo Di's act of stalling for time alone would most likely lead to his death.

Mia had already sped up and rushed downstairs, carrying an iron bucket in one hand and an axe in the other, ready to join Luo Di in killing the Mist Man.

When they arrived at the lobby, they did not see the fight scene they had expected.

Only the Security Room was lit by the light from the television.

Clang!

Mia kicked the door of the Security Room open.

The scene before them stunned them.

Luo Di was sitting in the security guard's seat, the static-filled television shining a white light on him... Crack crack crack! A series of chewing, tearing sounds were coming from his mouth.

Luo Di,

He was gnawing on his own fingers.

All ten fingers were bitten off by teeth, each bone chewed away, as if to ensure the fingers were "completely dead".

Although his eyes were closed, his expression was unusually resolute.