Chapter 5: Chapter 5
Since he could remember, Yi Chen had never experienced such a vivid visual clarity. It felt as if his eyes were high-resolution imaging devices, capturing every detail of the cemetery in full view.
Even with the kerosene lamp’s light dimmed to its lowest, he could still make out the general situation ten meters away.
Experiencing this "beyond human" ability for the first time, Yi Chen’s mind grew unusually excited, stimulating his body to release adrenaline, heightening his focus further.
His confidence surged, and he felt ready to face the living corpse in battle.
Before acting, he had one last question. He tried to communicate with the fleshy mass through his mind, “How can I completely kill the living corpse wandering around Cemetery No. 4? By beheading it?”
“It seems you don’t fully understand. Your knowledge of this world is still quite surface-level. Cutting off its head or removing its heart won’t stop it; at most, it will only affect its motor functions.
The reason it became is due to an ‘illness.’
To kill this creature, you must locate and destroy the ‘pathogen’ within it; then it will return to its proper, lifeless state.
Only the tombstone and the coat were broken—the young man hiding behind had already slipped away.
Just as the undead began to feel puzzled, unable to retract its tendrils in time, a noise came from the nearby burial mound.
A dark figure lying in wait suddenly leapt out, a silver gleam flashing brightly in his hand.
The silver light traced a perfect arc in the air, landing precisely on the "cross point" of the two tendrils… splat! Foul-smelling, dark green fluid splattered, and the tendrils were completely severed.
The cut, inflicted by the silver-coated weapon, caused thick black smoke to emit from the tendril stumps, preventing them from healing.
The undead's dry, decayed voice let out a sickening howl, as though its lifeline had been severed.
Seeing this, Yi Chen retracted his axe, took a stance, and murmured excitedly, "Eight more to go!"
The screeching hadn’t even stopped, and those tendrils swaying on the undead’s back seemed to gain a mind of their own, locking onto their ‘attacker.’
They transformed into spear-like extensions, thrusting forward.
Yi Chen and the black flesh ball’s eyes widened like brass bells, focused intently on the scene ahead.
With such a direct attack, each tendril’s trajectory was clearly in view.
When they were less than a meter away, he performed a perfect side-roll, dodging all the tendrils' stabs.
In the very moment he dodged, Yi Chen, in a half-kneeling position, swung a diagonal slash, severing the nearest tendril mid-air.
The foul-smelling fluid splattered across his face but couldn’t hide his smile as he silently kept counting:
At that moment, the black flesh ball rooted in Yi Chen’s shoulder widened its eyes, astonished at the performance of this ‘lowly laborer.’
'My judgment was correct after all… This guy is nothing like those ordinary 'meat pigs.'
In a fight as dangerous as this, where a single mistake could mean death, he adapted so quickly… and seemed to even enjoy it a little.
Come on, young human!
If you slay this festering creature with such a weak body, it will surely draw attention ‘from above’… and I might get a chance to escape, too.'
While the black orb was lost in dreams of freedom,
Aaaah! Another scream echoed.
But this time, the one screaming was the very youth it held high hopes for.
Out of nowhere, a tendril had emerged from the ground, piercing through his shoes and both feet. Tendrils broke through the top of his feet, blooming into flowers that drank his blood, turning a bright red.
The undead creature not far away was pressing its palm to the ground.
It was clear he was controlling the underground plants to perform this bizarre attack, binding his target.
The undead twisted its neck, staring intently at its trapped 'prey.'
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