Deep in the Living-Chapter 497 - 483 Severe Blood Loss

Bang!

The metal bucket was casually thrown inside the dormitory.

Luo Di, whose body was only half intact, was laid flat on the ground, with the mattress beneath him now stained red.

Even though Luo Di’s old spine was attempting self-healing, and Mia had released a large number of maggots crawling over the wound to help stop the bleeding.

Mysteriously,

Even the maggots, lacking conscious awareness, were dying one after another, unable to stop the bleeding.

The injuries Luo Di suffered were not as simple as they appeared.

It seemed as if only half of Luo Di’s body was destroyed, but in reality, the other half was also invaded by the fog. Inside his body, it was as if the outdoors, filled with mist; deeper areas were unclear.

All the internal organs, bones, and blood vessels were enveloped in fog.

If not for the existence of the old spine, if not for the evolved undead trait, Luo Di could not have persisted until the last moment; he would have fallen apart long ago.

"Wu Wen, can you do something?!"

Mia was best at killing, but naturally worst at saving lives.

She had no knowledge in this area, only able to stuff maggots into Luo Di’s body to try to counteract the fog, an effort proving futile.

However,

Wu Wen had stayed in the bathroom since returning to the dorm, not because she didn’t want to help, but because she was also suffering from the fog’s invasion and was feeling ill.

With no response, Mia stormed into the bathroom, only to be startled by the scene before her.

The floor was covered with blood-stained fish scales, and Wu Wen continued removing them.

Although she used the fish scales for rapid movement and environmental disguise, the scales themselves were invaded by fog.

Her entire body was full of meat eyes left by the removal of the scales, and with her slow breathing, she constantly squeezed fog out from the wounds.

With such a distressing sight, Mia didn’t know what more she could say,

Then,

Wu Wen raised her bleeding eyes and softly said, "We can’t help, let him find a way himself...he should survive, that guy is strong."

Mia turned her head back towards Luo Di lying on the ground, hoping it truly was as Wu Wen said.

However, the blood had already reached her feet, and Luo Di had fallen into deep unconsciousness due to severe blood loss, the situation worsening.

...

[Pituitary Space - Moon]

Even the surface of the moon was covered with a thin layer of fog.

Luo Di’s consciousness was slipping down the moon pit, arriving at the dungeon area formed by plant pots,

He knew how dire his situation was.

The invasion of fog into his flesh was beyond imagination, neither Hell’s heat nor the gray tentacles he could control could cleanse the fog from his body.

The condition of "weather inside the body" could not be cleared or changed.

He contemplated three possible solutions.

1. Directly abandon everything but the pituitary, then try to connect to Hell once more, hoping for the descent of the hellish body projection.

But in his current state, completing the Hell ritual was difficult, being inside the special corner’s videotape also weakened world connections, making success highly improbable.

2. Continuously focus on the undead status, fight against the fog until it dissipates.

3. In desperation, read the Blood Bible despite severe blood loss.

Before, merely combining with the book resulted in a total blood replacement and the integration of a new circulatory vessel; perhaps the book’s corner divinity could counteract the fog within.

Making a decision,

Luo Di stepped into the planting area, dug out the blood-red book buried in the soil.

Sitting amidst soil full of human faces, he calmed his mind to carefully read.

Much like being in school, self-studying with newly distributed textbooks.

The Blood Bible seemed to sense its owner was in grave blood loss and slowly dying. Therefore, it didn’t create much side effects, instead collaborated with Luo Di for simplified reading.

Or rather, the book did not allow its new owner to die from blood shortage.

During reading,

The special circulatory vessel formed by combining with the book began autonomously producing new blood from the vessel walls, replenishing Luo Di.

This blood did not resemble real human blood, but rather the prop blood used in films in the seventies and eighties, unusually bright red for visual impact.

As the new blood circulation formed within, hemolysis inevitably occurred.

Tiny round holes started appearing on the surface of Luo Di’s remaining body, exacerbating his already severe injuries.

However, as the number of holes increased, the overall appearance resembled a lotus pod structure.

Whoosh!

The body began breathing,

Strips of prop blood carried the fog out from the body, gradually emptying the internal fog, transforming the "weather inside the body."

With the threat of death gone, Luo Di reached a mental limit during this self-study process, slumping onto the desk, deeply falling asleep.

[Dream]

Luo Di suddenly sat up from his bed,

the familiar environment again,

it was his bedroom in Jupiter City,

desk, DVDs, posters.

Incredibly familiar surroundings,

but outside the window, there was no sunlight, only a white mist covering everything.

"Dad, Mom! Sis!"

Getting no response, Luo Di could only quickly get dressed and get out of bed.

He opened the door and walked into the empty living room, where there was no sign of family activity. Not only that, but there was also a slight mist drifting inside, sliding underfoot, and even the television made a faint hissing noise.

Knock knock knock~

The sound of knocking suddenly came.

In his slippers, Luo Di ran to open the door, as if knowing deep down who it was, his pace quickening.

Click~ Turning the lock, he pushed the door open.

The expected classmate was not waiting outside; the entire hallway was filled with mist as well.

Ha ha~

A strange laugh suddenly came,

drawing Luo Di’s gaze to the corner of the hallway, where a girl seemed to be descending the stairs, a hand behind her back, beckoning.

For some reason, Luo Di followed.

Every time he reached a corner, he could see the girl’s back, but could never close the distance.

Shorts, sneakers and a plain white T-shirt, and a ponytail swinging with her steps.

Finally, he reached the bottom floor, but outside the building was already shrouded in thick fog, and he could no longer see where the girl went.

Walking hesitantly forward,

just about to step out of the building.

Bang!

A woman fell from above, crashing heavily in front of him, face down, limbs askew.

The woman’s attire was exactly the same as what he just saw on the stairs,

"No..."

Luo Di bent down to turn the body over, wanting to see the face, to remember the name, as if this girl was of considerable importance to his subconscious.

As the body was turned, it revealed a featureless, bloody face,

not only that, but beneath the damaged face, a finger was moving.

"Squad Leader!"

Buzz!

The dream shattered, and Luo Di suddenly sat up in bed, soaked in sweat.

The glow of the setting sun streamed through the window into the dorm room; it seemed to be the second evening since they arrived at Wenslim University, and he had slept for almost an entire day.

Due to the recent shout, the female reporter Wu Wen, sitting on the opposite bed, looked over.

"Squad Leader? Were you calling me?"

"No... just had a dream."

At that moment,

the girl Mia, sleeping on the same side, immediately jumped over, squeezed onto the small bed with Luo Di, buried her head between his collarbone and chin, moving side to side.

"I thought you were dead! You scared me to death.

But if you really died... I’d take your corpse with me, use maggots to make it into a puppet to keep beside me."

Looking down at the clinging Mia, Luo Di turned his gaze to Wu Wen across from him,

the woman simply smiled, watching all this quite ordinarily.

Feeling the normal circulation of blood within him, sensing that unusual surge of blood.

Luo Di suddenly opened his palm,

tiny bloody holes appeared in his palm, like a lotus seed pod.

Blood vessels emerged from the holes, weaving together to form a physical book, the tangible version of the Blood Bible.

Severe blood loss paradoxically brought Luo Di a new insight, a deeper connection with this book.

Now, he could summon the book anytime, anywhere, to read directly in reality, further deepening his understanding of blood.

Mia, who had originally been leaning in his arms, backed away due to her blood phobia,

looking at Luo Di as if he were a monster.

"Are you... human?"

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