Deep in the Living-Chapter 502 - 488: Ancient Infection

I no longer know how many times I’ve been on the brink of death,

Even the "Blood Bible" within him has started losing pages, started disintegrating, seemingly unable to sustain Luo Di’s relentless "abuse."

But Luo Di doesn’t care, even though this bloody prop has successfully integrated into his cinematic system.

He consistently maintains the essence of a "voyeur," as long as his eyes haven’t been gouged out, as long as his body still has structures to help him approach the Fog Man, he will stick close to continue his voyeurism.

Who knows how long has passed,

The Fog Man suddenly changed, he no longer attacked the young man before him.

It seemed that in his view, killing the opponent was meaningless; whether it’s crushing the head or damaging the body, the young man can quickly resurrect as if boundlessly.

Or perhaps out of disgust,

Or out of fear,

Or out of acknowledgment,

Or out of resignation,

Or out of permission,

No matter the reason, the Fog Man no longer initiates any form of attack, his hands just hang down.

Bang!

Moonlight scattered,

The blood-soaked "Jason" is already standing behind him, swinging a bloody baseball bat horizontally, turning his body into minced meat, leaving only the Fog Man’s head intact.

Sitting between the camping tents,

Under the illumination of the bonfire,

Face to face, eyeballs attached.

This time, he can finally do his peeping openly, without any time constraints, his plan seems to be successful, the truth is about to reveal itself before his eyes.

But... peeping itself seems to carry danger.

When Luo Di’s consciousness returns to his brain from the spine, taking over the body guided by instincts, he suddenly feels puzzled! Unable to understand why he can sit leisurely inside the tent, holding the Fog Man’s head, peeping without any threat.

But he doesn’t think deeply, even a slight delay could be influenced by brain fog.

Continue peeping.

After dozens of previous peepings, Luo Di is almost about to see inside the face.

This time, however, it was different,

The thick fog filled within the pit, those mists concealing secrets, surprisingly all vanished! Directly exposing the inside completely.

Such exposure also left Luo Di, the "voyeur," utterly unprepared.

Just like a real voyeur peeping at the neighbor woman’s bath, amidst swirling smoke, just about to see the most crucial frame, the woman suddenly opens the door, actively walking towards him.

When the internal scene fully presented itself, Luo Di suddenly felt an attraction! Pulling his consciousness out of the spine, out of the pituitary, out of the brain.

In a strange state of wandering consciousness, following the striped patterns on the Fog Man’s face to the inside,

Heading towards the pit,

Under the mist,

Towards the unknown depths.

Luo Di suddenly felt a sense of familiarity,

Once during the Hell’s cross-sea period, his contact with the [Ancestor] seemed somewhat similar to the present, an ancient and distant feeling.

But in essence completely different.

The Ancestor is a native of Hell, having a weak connection with the hell blood flowing in Luo Di, there are similarities between the doors.

But the feeling Luo Di has now is entirely different, he can feel that this time, the contact is with a completely "unknown."

Of course, it’s merely a tiny fraction of the unknown, even a hundred times, a thousand times smaller than this fraction.

So-called mist,

Seems merely a "safe box" for security protection.

And Luo Di, the voyeur, inadvertently dialed the correct combination through numerous attempts, opening the box.

...

Luo Di slowly descends as a consciousness condensed body, like an explorer holding onto a guiding rope, descending into the huge pit never been explored before.

Consciously projecting perception towards surroundings,

Like an explorer lighting the torch in his hand, illuminating the internal structure specifically.

There is no brain inside,

No skull,

The basic units constituting the Fog Man’s cranial cavity are actually tiny fingers, densely packed, covering the entire internal space, that ancient aura emanating from between these fingers.

The aura is very thin, very faint.

Such a structure, still seems to be merely a distant projection.

Behind these fingers, hiding connections with deeper, directly related to horror, tied to the corner’s origin things.

Things not within Luo Di’s current reach, things beyond current peep radius.

Now, being able to see such a structure, able to touch such fingers is already remarkable.

"Fingers... Creatures... Mist... Videotape... Corner incident.

I might know the essence of this incident! The corner has always been undertaking selection, whether it’s the evolution of Pseudo-Person or the exploration by humans, it’s all about selection.

Events happening within the corner follow this principle too,

This time is no exception.

This incident will select out a participant capable of perceiving the truth behind the mist, even ’obtaining the truth,’ and that person... will undoubtedly be me!"

As Luo Di was contemplating,

His consciousness body finally landed on the finger-constructed skull cavity floor.

Transitioning from "observation" to "contact."

When the soft sensation transmitted to his flesh, an intrinsic change began to occur.

Buzz!

Once again, the familiar dream,

Luo Di awoke in his home in the settlement district of Jupiter City. This time, he could vaguely feel that it was a dream, yet he didn’t know why he suddenly had this dream, nor how to wake up from it.

"Luo Di, get up for dinner!"

His mother’s voice called, causing him a wave of unease,

He quickly put on his shoes and went out.

However, there was no horrifying scene at home.

His mother, wearing an apron, was preparing various big dishes, while his father was helping out.

His sister was sitting on the sofa with a black-haired girl, chatting and laughing as if they were about to watch a movie.

"Sis, who is this?"

"Luo Di, is your brain wattled? Isn’t this your Squad Leader?"

"Squad Leader?"

Luo Di looked at the black-haired girl smiling at him but felt he couldn’t quite remember clearly, only vaguely recalling the name [Wu Wen].

"It seems I’ve slept too long, I’ll go freshen up."

Whenever his mind felt clogged, Luo Di would wash his face with cold water to wake up a bit.

This time was no exception.

Yet, splashing cold water on his face didn’t help him remember anything about the squad leader, but he didn’t think much of it and decided to brush his teeth first since there was a guest at home.

Squeeze the toothpaste,

Grip the toothbrush handle tightly,

A routine act of brushing teeth, unchanged in over a decade.

But this time, Luo Di felt something slightly off, as if something was amiss in the details.

He raised his eyes to look at himself in the wash mirror, looking at himself brushing his teeth... suddenly, his pupils dilated! He nearly dropped the toothbrush.

The hand holding the toothbrush had six fingers.

The extra finger was directly controllable by Luo Di, no different from the others, functioning without any strangeness.

Luo Di quickly took out his other hand for comparison,

However,

This hand had seven fingers...

The sudden change finally made the toothbrush drop, falling into the sink.

As he instinctively went to pick up the toothbrush, he saw fingers curling and grabbing like a centipede; the number of fingers on one hand had already exceeded double digits.

Ka~

Suddenly,

A tooth fell out of his mouth, followed by another, and more were falling... but the entire process was bloodless, seemingly a normal shedding process.

Luo Di raised his eyes again to look at himself in the mirror,

Each gum had grown thick fingers to replace the original teeth.

Even the surface of his tongue had grown tiny finger structures, set to take over the function of the tongue coating.

Suddenly again,

His right eye was plucked out, falling into the sink, just getting stuck at the drain.

Luo Di didn’t pick up the eyeball but used his remaining left eye to observe himself in the mirror.

He saw the empty right eye socket packed with fingers, growing madly outward, also intending to replace the function of the eyeball; the fingerprints on these fingers even had eye-like contours.

And his left eye was also on the verge of falling, finally being pushed out by the fingers inside.

However,

The state of blindness didn’t last long, and Luo Di gained a broader, more comprehensive vision from the multitude of fingers’ perspective.

Fingers grew out of the eye socket like blooming chrysanthemums, each functioning like a highly precise compound eye, able to accept a wider range of wavelengths and dissect minute object structures.

The distortion didn’t stop,

Yet Luo Di suddenly felt no discomfort anymore.

It was as if he accepted the transformation, even feeling like he was ascending to a higher world.

Until a voice came from outside the door.

His sister and the unfamiliar squad leader were watching his most familiar murder film, "Friday the 13th," and the iconic opening music dragged Luo Di’s thoughts back, reminding him of his true identity.

"I am human... I still have things to do..."

...

[Wenslim University - Life Science College]

The related clue collection had concluded. Wu Wen obtained clues more comprehensive and direct than those from the newspaper, and decisively withdrew, no longer lingering.

"We delayed for a full twenty minutes, yet Fog Man didn’t pursue us, and the fog throughout the building seemed to have thinned.

What on earth did Luo Di do?"

Looking at the clean and hazard-free corridor, Wu Wen couldn’t understand what was happening. In her view, Luo Di’s act of solely stalling for time would likely lead to his death.

Mia accelerated her pace toward the stairs, holding a bucket in one hand and an axe in the other, prepared to join Luo Di in fighting the Fog Man.

When they reached the hall, they didn’t see the expected battle scene.

All that illuminated the scene was light from the TV in the security room.

Bang!

Mia kicked the security room’s door open.

The scene before them stunned the two.

Luo Di sat in the security guard’s seat, the snow-lit TV casting white light onto him... Crunch! The sound of chewing and tearing came from his mouth’s position.

Luo Di,

Was eating his own fingers,

All ten fingers were bitten off by teeth, chewed through each piece of bone, as if ensuring the fingers’ "complete demise."

Though his eyes were closed, his expression was extraordinarily resolute.

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