Mark

Ignoring the bride's agonizing screams,

Ignoring the dangerous dream they were currently in,

Ignoring the four grooms approaching like living corpses,

Luo Di crouched down, gently cradled the head that had rolled to the side of his shoe, and looked at it horizontally.

The "class monitor" was still the same as before, covered in stitches, her lifeless eyelids completely sealing her eyes, but her mouth was gently chewing.

This may only be the most superficial secondary neural response, but it was enough for Luo Di.

Tear off a piece of cloth from the sleeve and lay it flat on the ground, then gently place the "squad leader" on it, making sure the neck notch doesn't get dirty.

This feeling is like being back in a studio apartment, back to the preparatory work before watching a movie alone with someone.

Tonight's "movie screening" wasn't delayed by the nightmare, and it seems the real movie is about to begin.

Moreover, this movie will be very special, it won't be very long, and it won't be shown on television or a screen, but rather performed by Luo Di himself.

During the time that Luo Di was finding a good viewing spot for the squad leader,

The four young men dressed as grooms, looking like living corpses, had already surrounded Luo Di.

If you look closely under the light, you will see that each groom has a thin thread that is barely visible to the naked eye connected to the back of his head, and the other end of the thread is connected to the bride's finger.

They were controlled like puppets.

At this moment, the bride managed to suppress the biting pain coming from the back of her hand.

At the same time, my mind was filled with questions.

She didn't understand why a dead person's head would suddenly bite someone.

She didn't know why she couldn't find the head at first; it was a dream she had created, and everything was under her control.

She had no idea why a mere head could cause her real harm in her dream, even causing her whole body to tremble uncontrollably from the pain.

One provocation after another, even resulting in injury.

The bride had given up on her fifth marriage; she wanted to kill the man before her.

"Kill him!"

Finger movements,

The relevant instructions and a certain dream energy were transmitted along the thin thread.

The undead seemed to be activated, going berserk and doubling in strength, trying to tear off Luo Di's limbs, and then opening their gaping maws one by one, preparing for tonight's special extra meal.

A sudden wave of heat, seemingly from nowhere, swept over her, carrying with it a few specks of ash that landed on her veil.

When she lifted the veil and gently picked up a strange grain of ash, a pungent, irritating stench she had never smelled before wafted out with the heat—the smell of sulfur.

As she caught the scent, the Thick Fog surrounding the rooftop also turned a faint red, as if the entire dream was being eroded.

Ashes? Hell?

As the bride crushed the grain of ash, the thin threads she used to connect the living corpses all snapped.

These "Dream Corpse," created by gradually stripping away the physical body through cursed dreams, all collapsed to the ground.

A leg torn off,

A chest pierced through.

One was thrown off the rooftop.

There's one more...

Luo Di, with his hunched and protruding back, stood upright, his right hand piercing the mouth of the last zombie and held high in the air.

Click-click~ The sound of the spine turning.

Luo Di slowly turned his head.

The Hell Eyes, like a membrane, also turned around.

He stared intently at the bride not far away, either marking her target or directly indicating that she was next.

In that instant,

The bride sensed a threat equivalent to that of the investigator, but the type of threat was entirely different. Being targeted by the investigator felt like being "hunted," but now it felt like being "hunted."

She couldn't understand why the other party, who was clearly cursed and had already had a lot of his life force drained, could still display such an attitude.

Escape!

This was the first thought that popped into the bride's head. This dream was formed by the curse buried in Luo Di's body, and she could easily transfer to it quickly by relying on the veil.

But just as she was preparing to move and leave the rooftop,

The intense, unbearable pain from where her hand had been bitten spurted out again slowed her thoughts for a moment, and it was this momentary slowness that caused her to lose focus.

Something lunged at us.

Snap!

The bride's body was forced to the ground.

The Hell Youth, like a beast, was on top of her, completely removing and tearing off her veil, giving her no chance to escape.

There was no escape.

Although the situation took a sharp turn for the worse, the bride herself was not particularly afraid.

This was a dream she created. If she were truly killed, she would simply wake up earlier; her life wouldn't be in danger. From now on, she would no longer target Luo Di; she would simply continue cursing ordinary men.

However, the anticipated carnage did not occur.

Instead...

A crisp, clicking sound echoed across the rooftop area.

For some reason, the bride experienced intense tinnitus, as well as inexplicable fear and discomfort, upon hearing this ordinary tongue-smacking sound.

Immediately afterwards,

A dry, strangely textured tongue touched the bride's face.

But the feel of it was very strange, so very strange!

The bride had tasted different things before.

She could feel some soft barbs scraping across her face, sweeping over every inch of her skin, even getting saliva on every pore.

It's as if it's absorbing something, as if it's marking something.

She is a cursed Pseudo-Human, and once captured, it is difficult to fight back with her power. She now only wants to die as soon as possible to end the dream, but this licking has not ended yet.

The entire rooftop looked very eerie.

The bride was pinned to the ground, and it seemed that the "wedding night" had already been arranged, while the class monitor, not far away, silently watched the process, with the corpses of other grooms scattered around.

The licking with the tongue lasted for a full two minutes before finally ending.

Following closely behind,

Like words of judgment descending from above,

The dry, hoarse, hellish sounds drilled into her ear canals like chains, coiling around her brain.

"My tongue has memorized your taste; the mark is complete. The hunt will officially begin when you awaken."

Run! Run as fast as you can!

As the words fell, an enormous fist followed.

Crack! A single punch smashed her head.

The dream was interrupted.

Snap snap snap~

A torrential downpour struck Pluto City in the early hours of the morning.

Rain pounded against the glass windows of an ordinary house, and a woman woke up with a start, immediately touching her face.

Although there was no saliva on her face, it was still hot and dry, exceeding her body temperature.

Moreover, she felt a faint stinging sensation in the palm of her hand that she used to touch her cheek. Although the back of her hand was intact, there were clear teeth marks on the edges.

There wasn't even time to change clothes.

The woman, wearing pajamas and barefoot, ran out of the house and into the pouring rain. She flagged down a taxi and quickly scanned a QR code to pay a hefty fare.

"Get out of the city! Go to another city! Drive as fast as you can... If you get there safely, I'll give you a lot of money."

The middle-aged driver with a round face and stubble looked at the huge sum of money that had been deposited into his account, and then glanced at the disheveled woman in the back seat, who was only wearing pajamas, through the rearview mirror. He couldn't help but swallow hard.

[Youth Apartment]

Hiss~ A burst of heat emanated from Luo Di's body.

His eyes slowly opened.

Something seems to be rising rapidly in my throat.

Poof! A charred worm landed precisely in a nearby trash can, and the curse was lifted.

No rush,

Luo Di checked the backpack first. The "squad leader" in reality did not chew, but there seemed to be a trace of skin residue between his front teeth.

Having confirmed this, he was able to proceed with the next part of the hunt with peace of mind.

He propped himself up, put on the black raincoat he had prepared in advance, wrapped himself in it, and hung the Zombie Blade at his waist.

Everything was ready, time to go hunting.

After the "Fourth Middle School Incident" ended,

Having accepted everything from the past, he no longer had any family burdens or academic tasks.

Alone, he didn't need to think about anything and could devote all his energy to pursuing his most primal dream: to become a character in a movie, to become a qualified killer.

However, his target is [a certain type of person].

One type of person exudes obvious "malice," mainly consisting of purely wicked Pseudo-Human. Of course, they will not spare those who are born with an evil stench, even if they are labeled as human.

Three months of hospital confinement had long since made him itchy all over and restless.

This incident, arranged by the Investigation Bureau, was both proof of Luo Di's mental sanity and the long-awaited discharge feast he had been longing for.