Deep in the Living

Chapter 617 Cutting Meat
Thirteen days have passed since the new student assessment.

The two students who were originally pending review, Riley the Rabbit and Mia the Villain, have both been granted official student status.

Roddy naturally stayed at school to study, and was extremely busy, with teachers giving him extra lessons almost every night.

Occasionally, two or three teachers' tutoring sessions would overlap, causing Luo Di to fall asleep almost immediately every night, sometimes even sleeping at the teachers' homes.

Tonight, Roddy finally had some free time to do something he wanted to do.

He waited until all the teachers and students had finished dinner before going to the school cafeteria alone, intending to ask Hunter about "lethality".

After finishing a bowl of spicy pork rib noodles, Luo Di, with a pumpkin pancake in his mouth, followed the signs to an important area inside the canteen - the kitchen.

Hunter is currently working on a highly complex "sculpture making" project that has already taken many days.

From his first day on the job, once he learned that Roddy would occasionally talk to him about problems in the evenings, he began this project.

The so-called sculpture is not made of stone or wood... but of flesh.

What he was sculpting was none other than Jock.

Taking advantage of the physical contact brought about by their last collaboration, and using a portion of the bitten skin as a reference, Hunter unleashed his most perfect "flesh and blood appreciation" to attempt to recreate Jock's body.

Chewing large amounts of flesh and blood in the mouth for a long time, eventually producing flesh and blood similar to Jock's, then kneading the pieces of flesh together to form a preliminary model, which then requires a long time of sculpting and refinement.

Today marks the completion of the project.

As soon as Roddy arrived in the kitchen, he was startled by what he saw and almost instinctively swung his sword.

To make it more realistic, Hunter even painted the meat sculpture with paint.

Roddy reached out and touched the surface of the flesh sculpture, immediately feeling a strong sense of repulsion. Even knowing it was fake, it still caused severe psychological discomfort.

"Hunter, is this what you meant by trying to recreate it? And you can do it with such precision?"

"I couldn't do it before, because once the meat was in my mouth, I couldn't spit it out. Now I feel I can do it, so I gave it a try."

After all, I had bitten him before, and his flesh and blood are etched in my memory.

Of course, this only applies to Jock's normal form. I cannot depict his mist-like features, much less the abilities he gained from beyond the realm.

This thing is only for basic combat drills. Besides, haven't you gotten your weapons yet?

"No, I guess the teachers won't let me go until the end of my month of school life. Judging from the way you and Jock ambushed me before, I should already be wanted by them. Going out to do anything recklessly could easily get me into trouble."

"Let's give it a try."

"Okay, I'll try the ordinary methods first."

With the plant mature and having retrieved his hellish body, Roddy can now reach his former limits even with a simple swing.

He took a big step forward.

Jason held his baseball bat in his hand.
Even though Roddy wasn't wearing a mask, you could vaguely see half a mask on his face the moment he gripped the bat.

Press down with both hands,

Crushing with a baseball bat,

The entire kitchen seemed to vibrate slightly under pressure.

The moment the rod touched the flesh sculpture's head, Roddy suddenly exerted force in the opposite direction, forcibly stopping the attack.

A ripple of air spread out beneath my feet, making the tableware in the kitchen jingle.

Roddy frowned, staring at the Jock flesh sculpture in front of him.

The baseball bat made slight contact with the skull; its texture was soft, somewhere between rubber and a balloon.

The reason he stopped was because his tongue flicked, sensing danger. Roddy even managed to detect the "danger window" to some extent.

*Able to see the specific manifestation of dangerous processes within a field of vision.

Not only would the bat fail to break the flesh sculpture, but it would also bounce back and hit Roddy himself, leaving him with a bloody head.

At that moment, Hunter suddenly walked up, stroked his chin, and posed a rather unfriendly question:

"You won't kill someone?"

"what?"

"I mean, your method doesn't resemble murder at all, but rather some kind of punishment. Or rather, you think you're killing someone, but you've never actually thought about how to kill them."

Your talent is very high and your system is unique. Therefore, you can rely on this talent to win when fighting against opponents of the same or even slightly higher level. It seems that you can cause a certain killing effect.

But what you did was definitely not murder.
As seen in the previous assessment competition, when you fought against that sorority's executioner, you never used any means of killing; you always tried to suppress and punish.

I initially thought you refrained from killing him out of consideration for your companions.
Looking at it today, even though your most hated target is right here, you still don't look like you're going to kill him.

"You chose the Black Gate killer; Mia has done a much better job in this regard."

After being reprimanded, Roddy wasn't angry at all; instead, he stared wide-eyed with curiosity. No teacher or friend had ever mentioned "murder" before, and he was eager to hear Hunter's opinion.

Moreover, as one of the best among the Red Gate Monsters, Hunter has absolute authority to speak on this matter.

"Could you teach me?"

"Okay, give me your stick." "Sure."

Hunter took the stick. Due to the incompatibility of the fear attribute, the stick itself did not give him any Jason traits. In his hands, it was just an ordinary metal stick.

Hunter approached the dummy.

His expression suddenly changed.

With a heavy swing of one hand,

Snapped!
The clown flesh sculpture began to disintegrate from the head until it was crushed into minced meat.

of course,

This was limited to physical damage; the scattered pieces of flesh quickly came back together.

As Hunter handed over the stick, he asked softly, "Did you see that clearly?"

Is it a matter of focus?

"Your observation skills are not bad, yes... When you talk about felling, you are always thinking about how to crush, how to kill, how to hammer, how to chop."

Your focus is always on yourself; the goal is just something with a label on it.

Whether you're a pig, a human, a fake human, or a monster, you see them all the same.

This is a serious mistake.

If you're going to kill someone, then your focus must be on the "person."

You need to pay attention to its structural components.

You need to pay attention to whether the attack can land precisely on his weakest structural points.

You need to focus on whether the force applied by the weapon can dismantle the body along the optimal route.

You need to pay attention to what kind of physical destruction can cause death most quickly.

Murder is not like exercising, where the longer it goes on, the better.

Murder is a rapid and refined task that must be accomplished quickly using the most efficient and precise methods.

Luo Di's eyes lit up as he listened, as if he had been enlightened. However, while the principle was sound, the real key was how to put it into practice.

"Could you teach me again?"

"This isn't something you can learn just by looking at it a couple of times. You're a beginner, so this Jock's meat carving isn't suitable for training. You can use it later."

What are your class schedules for the next few days?

"It's alright, not too busy, but I'm often called in by teachers to give extra lessons in the evenings."

"You have tutoring at night, so you're okay during the day, right?"

"Okay, starting tomorrow, come to the cafeteria at 4:00 AM every morning, and also at 10:30 AM and 4:30 PM if you don't have classes."

"doing what?"

"Help me prepare the ingredients... If you want to understand biological structure and know the most efficient killing routes, you must understand the most basic meat."

The best way to become proficient is through continuous, high-intensity practice, making it a muscle memory and as natural as breathing.

With just over ten days left, whether you can do it depends on your talent.

There's still some time tonight, let's try it now.

"it is good."

Hunter took out several steaks and threw them on the cutting board. "Use a knife to slice these steaks along the grain, whichever you think is best."

Ten minutes passed.

Roddy was quite focused on completing the slicing, and for some reason, he was sweating profusely.

When Hunter, who had just finished smoking a cigarette, came over to check, his expression changed drastically. He raised his hand to slap Hunter, but then lowered it.

"What kind of garbage are you cutting? Is this food for humans?! You're just wasting food. It's a waste if animals eat it."

Hunter ate all the meat slices directly into his body, and quickly chewed them back to their original steak shape, making them reusable.

"I'll demonstrate it to you one more time, watch carefully! If you cut it into this shit-like shape again, don't waste your time coming here."

Roddy was completely stunned by the stern reprimand, as if he had returned to his school days when he was often scolded.

Hunter suddenly realized he had been too irritable and quickly swallowed the anger that was filling his mind. "Sorry, I'm quite serious when it comes to cooking. Roddy, watch carefully, I'll demonstrate it slowly."

"Row."

The night passed.

Luo Di, who had agreed not to have extra classes tonight and was just going out for dinner, has yet to return...

(End of this chapter)