Not A God

Chapter 10 - Rules For Murder

The long, slender, cold body of the suit monster was almost close to the man, and the back of his head, which reeked of decay, was also extremely close to him. The foul stench was almost all over his nose, making him almost gag, but the fear of being approached by the ghostly creature seized his mind, and now he was only shivering, so afraid that the clattering of his teeth could be heard even by the passengers around him.

"My head, did you find my head ...... give it to me ...... my head ......"

The monster's voice was cold, repeating what had been said like a broken tape recorder. 

Zhao Gang, who was standing on the opposite side, looked at the man's facial expression and his heart went cold, thinking that it was not good for this situation. In fact, after seeing the creature approach the person just now without killing him directly, Zhao Gang had a guess that the creature might still need to meet certain conditions before it could kill, and all the passengers in the carriage currently did not meet this condition.

In other words, they were safe for the time being.

Having experienced countless paranormal events, Zhao Gang still had knowledge of such monsters. Normally, such monsters that did not start killing on a large scale must have spared the humans who were close at hand because of some kind of condition. At such times, even ordinary people could escape danger after knowing the conditions for the ghosts and monsters to kill.  Because those who have avoided the conditions do not meet the monster's prerequisites for killing, the monster will ignore them.

Zhao Gang was also clear that the ghost monster would not remain so harmless, and that its fearsome nature would only really come out after inadvertently violating the killing condition. His intuition tells him that the head this monster has been looking for must be part of its killing condition, and if it finds it, he is only afraid that the whole compartment will not survive. Therefore, it was absolutely necessary to stop this passenger from revealing where the head was.

"Don't tell it!!!"

These thoughts were only fleeting, and in reality, Zhao Gang shouted out almost the moment he noticed the passenger trying to speak, regardless of his own safety, trying to stop the commuter's reckless demeanour.

However, it was still too late.

The monster was so close that he couldn't hear Zhao Gang's voice, but subconsciously opened his mouth and said, "Your head, it's right, it's right around your neck!"

It was over.

Zhao Gang's face showed despair, and although the other passengers did not know what was going on, they immediately panicked when they saw the always calm Zhao Gang showing such a desperate expression, and their breath bubbled out, the charm had failed.

"My head?"

Hearing the commuter's words, the monster muttered. Its withered branch-like arm, which was still dangling on the ground, lifting upwards and slowly holding its twisted head. Its long nails sank directly into its fragile skull, and with a slight force, only a "giggling and twisting" sound was heard as the monster's fragile neck was directly snapped off by itself, and a bloody head with some clinging veins was taken off by those dry palms.

"I found it, my head."

The monster held his head in his hands and placed it in front of him with his long arms and squared it. The office worker, paralyzed in his seat with fear to the point of immobility, stiffened his eyes and moved down to see the monster's half-decayed head. Only the monster's rotting, the gum-revealing face was visible as it is otherwise dull eyes began to roll grotesquely, and its lips were half rotten, yet still speaking one after the other.