Chapter 632: Chapter 614: Slicing at
Thirteen days have passed since the new student assessnt.
Both students who were under provisional review, Rabbit Riley and Mia of the Eight Evil People, have now obtained formal student status.
Luo Di, of course, stayed diligently inside the school to study, being incredibly busy with evening lessons almost every night.
Occasionally, he even had to juggle two or three lessons at the sa ti, leaving him so exhausted that he would often fall asleep as soon as he lay down, sotis even staying overnight at a teacher’s house.
This evening, Luo Di finally managed to carve out so ti to do sothing he wanted to do.
He waited until all the teachers and students had finished dinner, then went alone to the school cafeteria, planning to ask Hunter about the issue of “lethality.”
After eating a bowl of spicy ribs noodles, Luo Di headed towards the important area inside the cafeteria—the [kitchen], with a piece of pumpkin pie in his mouth as guided.
Hunter was engaged in a high-difficulty “sculpting” task that had already taken many days.
From the first day on the job, after realizing that Luo Di would occasionally co to him with questions in the evening, he began this project.
The so-called sculpture was not made of stone or wood… but of at.
What he was sculpting was none other than a Joke.
Using the physical contact from their last collaboration, and the partially bitten skin as reference, Hunter employed his perfect “Blood and Flesh Appreciation” to attempt to recreate Joke’s body.
Chewing a large amount of flesh in his mouth for a long ti, he eventually chewed it into flesh similar to Joke’s, then kneaded the at pieces together to form a preliminary model, which required extended carving and refinent afterward.
Today was the completion day.
Luo Di was startled as soon as he stepped into the kitchen, almost impulsively slashing out instinctively.
In pursuit of authenticity, Hunter even painted the at sculpture with paint.
Luo Di reached out to touch the surface of the at sculpture, instantly feeling a strong sense of repulsion. Knowing it was fake, it still caused significant psychological discomfort.
“Hunter, is this what you ntioned before, trying to recreate? Can it be done so finely?”
“Previously, I couldn’t, because once the at was in my mouth, I could never spit it out. Now I feel I can do it, so I gave it a try.
After all, I once gnawed at him, his flesh and blood composition etched into my mory.
Of course, this is limited to Joke’s regular stance. I cannot present his misty characteristic, nor can I present the ability he acquired from the Outer Realm.
This is rely for the basic exercise in lethality, and besides, have you not acquired your weapon yet?”
“No, I guess I’ll have to wait until a month of campus life ends before the teachers let go. Judging from your and Joke’s ambush on earlier, I’ve probably been wanted over there; venturing out to get sothing could lead to trouble.”
“Then give it a try first.”
“Alright, I’ll first try using ordinary ans.”
With matured plants and a reclaid Hell Shell, even an ordinary swing from Luo Di could reach previous extres.
Taking a big stride forward,
Jason’s bat gripped in hand,
even though Luo Di wasn’t wearing a mask, in the mont of holding the bat, he vaguely saw half a mask on his face.
Hands pressing down,
bat crushing,
the entire kitchen seed to tremble slightly from the pressure.
As the bat made contact with the at sculpture’s head, Luo Di suddenly reversed his force, forcibly restraining the attack.
A ripple of air expanded beneath his feet, making the kitchen utensils clang and rattle.
Luo Di frowned, staring at the Joke at sculpture in front of him.
The bat barely touched the skull, a soft texture between rubber and a balloon.
The reason for stopping was because the flick of the tongue sensed danger, and Luo Di even, to a certain degree, glimpsed the [Danger Window*].
*Able to see the specific presentation of dangerous processes within the field of vision.
The bat not only couldn’t break through the at sculpture, but would also bounce back, hitting Luo Di himself, leaving him bloody and battered.
At this mont, Hunter suddenly walked up, stroked his chin, and posed an unfriendly question:
“You can’t kill?”
“Huh?”
“I an, your technique doesn’t look like it’s ant to kill, but more like to deliver so kind of punishnt. Or, you think you are killing, but have never thought about how to actually kill.
Your talent is high, your system unique, so when facing opponents of the sa tier or even slightly higher, you can rely on this talent to claim victory, seemingly creating so murderous impact.
But what you are doing is definitely not killing,
the previous assessnt match showed it, when you were battling with the Sisterhood’s executioner, you never had killing thods, always trying to suppress and punish.
I thought you didn’t deliver the fatal blow considering your comradeship,
but today, even when your most hated target is here, you still don’t have the posture of killing.
You chose the Black Door Killer, yet Mia does it much better in this aspect.”
After this reprimand, Luo Di, instead of getting angry, widened his eyes in curiosity. No teacher or friend had ever ntioned this point about “killing,” and he was eager to hear Hunter’s opinion.
Moreover, as one of the top Red Door Monsters, Hunter had absolute authority to speak.
“Can you teach ?”
“Sure, hand your club.”
“Alright.”
Hunter took the club, and due to the mismatched Fear attribute, the club itself didn’t grant him any Jason traits; in his hands, it was just an ordinary tal club.
Hunter stood in front of the dummy,
his gaze suddenly shifted.
With a single heavy-handed swing,
Snap!
The Joker’s at sculpture began to disintegrate from the head, until it was crushed into minced at.
Of course,
this was limited to physical destruction; the flying pieces of at quickly ca back together.
As Hunter handed the club back, he quietly asked, “Did you see clearly?”
“Is it a matter of ‘Focusing’?”
“Your observational skills are quite decent. Yes… your so-called chopping is always about thinking how to crush, how to behead, how to pound, how to slice.
Your focus is always on yourself; the target is just a labeled object, nothing more.
Be it a pig, a human, a Pseudo-Person, or a monster, they’re all the sa in your eyes.
This is fundantally wrong.
If you are to kill, the focus must be on the ‘person.’
You need to focus on the structural components regarding him,
you need to focus on whether your attack can accurately hit the weaker structural points,
you need to focus on whether the ‘Force’ applied with a weapon can unscrew the flesh along the optimal path.
And you need to focus on the exact kind of physical destruction that will kill most swiftly.
Killing isn’t about exercise; the longer it lasts, the worse it is.
Killing is a quick and refined task, which must be accomplished with the most efficient and precise thods.”
Luo Di listened, eyes brightened, as if enlightened. But although the reasoning was sound, how to achieve this was the real key.
“Can you teach again?”
“This isn’t sothing you can learn by just watching a few tis; you’re just a beginner. This piece of Joker’s at sculpture isn’t suitable for training, use it later.
How is your schedule these upcoming days?”
“It’s okay, I’m not very busy, but I often get called back for extra lessons in the evening.”
“Evening lessons, dayti is okay then?
Alright, starting tomorrow, co to the canteen every morning at four, at noon and half-past ten, and at four-thirty in the afternoon if you have no class.”
“What for?”
“Help prepare ingredients… If you want to understand biological structures and know the most efficient killing paths, you must understand basic ats first.
The best way to beco ‘Proficient’ is through constant, high-intensity practice, letting it beco muscle mory, making it as ordinary as breathing.
There are over ten days left; whether you’ll manage depends on your talent.
There’s still so ti tonight, let’s give it a try now.”
“Okay.”
Hunter directly took out several steaks and threw them on the cutting board, “Using the kitchen knife, slice these steaks along what you think is the best grain.”
Ten minutes passed.
Luo Di was incredibly focused on slicing, inexplicably breaking into a sweat.
Hunter, having smoked a cigarette, ca to inspect and looked drastically furious, raised his hand to slap but then put it down.
“What did you cut here? Is this ant for human consumption? You’re simply wasting food. It’s a waste if an animal eats it.”
Hunter directly consud all these slices, and by chewing, restored them to the original steak shape, reusable.
“I’ll demonstrate it for you again. Watch closely! If you cut this garbage again, don’t bother coming here and wasting my ti.”
Luo Di was left completely stunned by this strict reprimand as if he was back to getting scolded during his school days.
Hunter suddenly realized his excessive aggression, swifty swallowed the flooding agitation, “I’m sorry, I’m quite serious about cooking. Luo Di, watch closely, I’ll demonstrate it slowly.”
“Okay.”
One night passed.
Initially told he didn’t need extra lessons tonight and only to have a dinner, Luo Di still hadn’t returned…
Reviews
All reviews (0)