Chapter 88: Volume 1 Chapter 88 Skin Hunger-Thirst x Evil Ghost x Obsession (12)

They held pig-slaughtering knives in their hands, like cats catching mice, watching the girls struggle and move, then finally dealt them a fatal blow.

Jiang Zhi didn't wait for them to act, she stepped forward quickly.

She dodged their lawless attacks, snatched the knives from their hands, and chopped off their heads one by one.

Seeing this, 777 almost forgot that this host of theirs could rank first in the cannon fodder department, definitely not a weakling.

Heads fell to the ground, yet not a trace of blood appeared. The two thugs collapsed and turned into a wisp of black smoke that vanished.

The knife in Jiang Zhi's hand also vanished, and she walked up to the two girls, saying, "Run that way, there's nothing monstrous."

The girls came to their senses from shock, expressed their thanks, and hurried away.

Jiang Zhi rubbed her sore wrists and asked, "They don't seem to be cursed..."

... but rather like entering a game world; after killing the thugs, she clearly heard a "ding" in her ear, as if points were being accumulated.

777 explained: "This is a sci-fi world; after the villains die, the whole world becomes a game, just as the title's curse says. And the villains are the bosses. Only by killing the boss does this game end."

"Host, you can choose to, after maxing out his favorability and hatred values, kill the villain and then leave this world."

Jiang Zhi fell silent.

777 then said: "You can also, after maxing out all values, choose to leave directly; any option is beneficial and harmless for you."

It's non-compulsory; this is the 777 system's safeguard for her.

Jiang Zhi indicated she understood.

As she was about to continue forward, a chill swept over her, instantly invading her whole body's skin; her vision went dark, and she was brought to a dark corner nearby.

"Ah Yu."

A familiar voice fell upon her ears; Jiang Zhi stiffened all over, her dark eyes glimmering with a hint of light in the darkness.

"Young master?" She could faintly see a dim silhouette before her, exuding a piercing coldness that covered her.

Her body involuntarily leaned toward him; Jiang Zhi's eyes reddened at the corners as she reached out and wrapped her arms around his waist.

Lu Yiluo looked at the obedient woman in his arms, inevitably recalling her conversation and intimacy with Lu Zheng before his death; his fingers pinching her jaw suddenly tightened, making her want to flinch from the pain.

"Why did you agree to be with Lu Zheng?" A murky, cold black shadow enveloped her whole body.

Jiang Zhi's eyes welled with mist, and she explained in a distorted manner: "He had been clinging to me all along... If I didn't agree, he said he'd kill you. I was afraid... Sorry... Young master..."

Listening, 777 doubted life.

While Lu Yiluo listened, the chill over his body lessened considerably; within the black shadow, his handsome, profound features emerged, along with his dark eyes that held only her.

He could no longer tell whether her words were true or false, yet he found himself involuntarily sinking into her voice.

One could tell that the woman wasn't afraid of him; indeed, just as in the villa, she relied on closeness to him.

Lu Yiluo lowered his head and kissed her for a long time; his black eyes were filled with thick affection and a pathological possessiveness.

Watching her sink into desire, after her skin flushed with a delicate blush, his fingers stirred within her lips and teeth until he heard her ragged breathing.

An unsuitable footstep sounded nearby; Lu Yiluo glanced askance, and the thug standing not far away instantly turned into black smoke and vanished.

Lu Yiluo tightly embraced the woman in his arms, brought her back to their dwelling, laid her on the bed, then bent over and devoutly kissed her forehead.

"I love you, Ah Yu." He said hoarsely.

After a while, he disappeared inside the house.

Jiang Zhi woke up; the slaughter outside had already ceased, distant sirens of ambulances wailed, and in the poorly soundproofed floors above and below, heartbreaking sobs could be heard.

That night nearly one-fifth of the global population perished; the numbers were grim, and although government officials and the military mobilized en masse, they could hardly stop it.

And Lu Yiluo's favorability toward her, after last night, reached its maximum.

Now only the hatred value remains.

"Thud thud thud—"

A knocking sound came; Jiang Zhi got out of bed and walked over.

Through the peephole she saw Lu Zheng's face.

She hastily opened the door, and was immediately embraced tightly by Lu Zheng outside.

With lingering fear and unease, as if regaining something lost, he seemed to want to embed her into his flesh.

Jiang Zhi froze for a moment, then let him hold her, pressing against his body; her skin felt satisfied.

After a while, Lu Zheng finally released her, and only then did he notice her abnormality.

The woman's body went limp like a pool of water leaning against him; her cheeks flushed with a gorgeous crimson, her eyes misty, like obsidian soaked in clear spring water.

"Jiang Yu?" he called.

Jiang Zhi blushed, burying her face in his chest, her voice soft and muffled: "I, I have never been in contact with people since childhood..."

"Because I have... Skin Hunger-Thirst Syndrome."

"Skin Hunger-Thirst Syndrome?" Lu Zheng's brow twitched slightly; he vaguely knew something about this condition.

Once she touches a person, she involuntarily wants to get close, and even desires more of others' touch upon her.

Lu Zheng recalled, reflecting on some of his previous contacts with her, from which he detected many anomalies.

No wonder, after several contacts, she would instinctively avoid them.

So that's the reason.

Lu Zheng quickly recalled the time she spent with Lu Yiluo, his brows and eyes covered with a layer of severe cold frost.

Just thinking of Lu Yiluo touching her made Lu Zheng jealous to the point of madness.

Fortunately.

Lu Yiluo is already dead; he can no longer appear before her, and from now on she belongs solely to him.

Jiang Zhi didn't know what he was thinking; she emerged from his embrace, anxiously asking about last night: "Mr. Lu, what happened last night? Why..."

Before she could finish, Lu Zheng countered: "Do you still call me Mr. Lu now?"

She had already agreed to become his lover.

Lu Zheng raised his finger and stroked the corner of her eye, calmly saying, "Call me Lu Zheng."

Jiang Zhi's cheeks flushed slightly, she lowered her gaze embarrassedly, unable to utter a word; after a while she changed the subject, saying, "Last night I saw many police cars and ambulances."

Lu Zheng didn't press her either, feeling her body tremble slightly from his touch, he leaned down and kissed the corner of her eye, whispering, "It's nothing, don't be afraid."

Jiang Zhi let out a soft hum, her tense fear easing a little.

Lu Zheng was holding the breakfast he had brought for her.

After finishing breakfast, Jiang Zhi was pulled by the man onto the bed to lie beside him, looking at his fatigued face and the dark circles under his eyes.

Last night, he had been dealing with one mad villain after another, staying awake all night, his strength already exhausted, utterly worn out; he closed his eyes and soon fell asleep.

Having gotten up too early, Jiang Zhi watched him for a while, then lay down and fell asleep as well.

She slept until noon.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she met the man's gaze fixed upon her deep pupils, which held an obscure, unfathomable emotion.