Deep in the Living-Chapter 459 - 447 Comics

The whole sale seemed completely like a street market to Luo Di.

A group of customers and shop owners who hadn’t slept at midnight were all gathered on the first floor, freely trading.

There were indeed some interesting things, but most of the so-called special goods were bizarre items, mainly slave trades, which Luo Di wasn’t very interested in.

As for the weapons Hua Yuan wanted, there wasn’t even a trace in such a place, and no one would come here at midnight to buy horror props.

Due to the special nature of the sale, supermarket employees would not provide any shopping guides, and what you could buy and what sellers you could encounter all depended on luck.

The candle in hand had already burned halfway,

and the only gain for the two of them was eating a lot of delicious food for free, while holding two cups of sweet and delightful sparkling wine.

Luo Di was currently only interested in Jason’s Suit, or other similar "Corner peripherals."

Hua Yuan was completely obsessed with searching for weapons, asking every seller she met, which made her increasingly frustrated and restless.

Or rather,

her impatience seemed to have existed for a long time, but it was only being gradually amplified because they couldn’t buy anything at the supermarket.

This restlessness and unease gradually led Hua Yuan to display predominantly masculine traits as an origin,

neither because of Wu Wen’s arrival,

nor because of the ambiguous behavior of other Sisterhood members towards Luo Di,

nor because they currently hadn’t found weapons; Hua Yuan didn’t like using weapons herself.

But rather... watching Luo Di advance in the real death game, feeling the changes happening to him.

Whether it was that pituitary space with a moon structure or that special black tree bud, they both made Hua Yuan feel "threatened."

Since becoming a Pseudo-Person, Hua Yuan had been most proud of her talent and strength.

However, this man’s talent surpassed hers, and he still maintained a [humanoid] form without voluntarily turning to the Corner and becoming a monster.

If it continued like this, she would be left far behind until she disappeared.

This was the true reason for her agitation,

yet she couldn’t express it.

As the two walked together, Luo Di could clearly feel Hua Yuan’s breathing becoming unstable, entirely unlike a mature plant, nor the powerful monster valued by her grandmother.

"Hua... It feels like you’ve been very anxious lately? You seemed normal when we reunited earlier, I mustn’t be mistaken, right?"

"I’ve wasted a whole day and haven’t bought anything good, with so much money on hand that I can’t spend. How could I not be agitated?

Unlike you, you come and immediately pick out your favorite things. If I had known, I would’ve stayed at the Sisterhood to rest. Forget it, no more shopping! Let’s go to sleep and buy a plant pot tomorrow."

"Let’s keep looking, we might encounter something good.

Since the supermarket employees mentioned that the sale is quite special, it must have its unique characteristics that we haven’t found yet.

Actually, I personally feel there’s no need for you to use weapons, Hua Yuan,

your abilities are inherently invasive, so focusing on your development is just fine.

See if there are any special jewelry or clothing that can amplify your abilities."

"Stop rambling, if we’re going to keep looking, then let’s keep looking."

Hua Yuan drank her cup of wine in one go, the alcohol slightly numbing her agitated mood.

She took another cup from a passing employee, and as she quickly drank the second cup...

When this pure white sparkling wine was placed in front of Hua Yuan, her gaze passed through the liquid, and after some strange refraction, she suddenly glimpsed something.

Setting down the glass, casting her gaze:

"What is that?"

With Hua Yuan’s question,

Luo Di, who was being recommended various enhancing pills, also directed his gaze over.

The whole sale was mainly individual, with various small stalls selling, and shops were rarely seen.

The place they were looking at was an old shop, not very noticeable, embedded in a corner.

On the blue glass door, the word [comics] was stuck with red tape.

"They even sell comics?"

Luo Di thought that the books Lebeite frequently read might have been bought at the supermarket. Plus, many people were selling CDs here, so it was normal for a comic book shop to appear.

He had no intention of going over,

but his hand was pulled by Hua Yuan.

"Let’s go over and take a look."

"Hua Yuan, did you sense something?"

"Hmm... a very strange feeling, my flower pistil inside is reacting, all gathering towards the comic bookstore, maybe inside there is something I want."

"Certainly strange, the profit from selling literary products should be very low, not worth opening a store for, it’d be fine to just set up a stall. Let’s go and see."

Luo Di scanned the surroundings, the night customers were merely passing by the comic store entrance, without any intention of going in, nor even glancing at it,

as if only the two of them noticed the comic bookstore and moved closer.

The blue glass was framed in an old stainless steel frame, the wheels were excellently jammed, requiring some force to push open.

Inside the shop, a few old tungsten filament lamps were still fiercely working, although they could only emit very dim light, not even surpassing the candlelight in their hands.

The shelves on both sides were filled with various styles of, oddly styled comic books.

Looking at the covers alone gave an indescribable strange feeling,

Luo Di’s casually moving gaze landed on a comic named "Fish," and for a moment, he genuinely smelled the fishy scent, the stench, and even felt his own breath had a peculiar smell.

The Old Spine activated the pituitary, various tentacles operating within Luo Di expelled this feeling of anomaly, his vision quickly moving away from the comic book.

Luo Di also noticed that the Fear Entity concentration in this shop was extremely high, but it didn’t invade the two of them; instead, it lingered within the comic books.

Hua Yuan’s gaze, however, always remained fixed straight ahead, towards the depths of the comic book shop, towards the innermost owner.

A middle-aged man in his fifties,

With yellow skin and black hair,

Wearing very simple frameless glasses,

Holding a black dip pen in his hand that seemed to be wrapped with hair,

Apparently engaged in drawing a comic.

When Luo Di looked at this person, his brain was pierced with a sharp pain, even his sealed tongue twitched slightly.

He intended to grab Hua Yuan as a warning, but the Game Brain quickly analyzed and came to some conclusions based on the current situation, not stopping them, and followed Hua Yuan forward.

The two approached the counter, the owner still hadn’t lifted his head, still engrossed in his comic drawing.

The tabletop didn’t have too many tools,

Just ink, white paper, and that strange black dip pen wrapped with hair in the owner’s hand.

He seemed to be drawing the cover of a comic book, depicting a beautiful woman whose face was always blank.

When all the lines were finished, the owner slowly lifted his head.

"Would you two like to buy some comics? Have you seen anything you like?"

Luo Di wasn’t interested in comics; he shook his head.

Hua Yuan, however, straightforwardly asked:

"Is there a comic suitable for me?"

"Oh..." The middle-aged owner nodded, seemingly understanding Hua Yuan’s deeper needs, "Yes, but it will be very expensive."

"How much?"

"All the Corner coins you have will be needed, no matter how many."

Under normal circumstances, hearing this, the two would certainly turn and leave, but the situation was somewhat different now.

Since Luo Di could see the anomaly of this comic book shop and the hidden danger in the owner, Hua Yuan naturally detected it early on as well.

Hua Yuan directly took out all her purses but did not hand them over immediately.

"What kind of comic can you offer me?"

"A comic with you as the main character... Currently, you are very chaotic, and it seems you don’t understand this chaos. The adults at your home haven’t taught you how to use it, instead advocating for your free development.

This chaos is well-suited for my comics, so if possible, pay up.

Although this money is far from enough to cover the drawing costs, your visage has inspired me, so you are granted such an opportunity.

Also, the comic book itself is not necessarily entirely beneficial, as it might lead to your death. The risks involved have indirectly reduced the price, enabling us to achieve a somewhat reasonable transaction."

Luo Di intended to remind Hua Yuan that the main purpose of this shopping trip was to buy a Plant Pot, and if they spend it all, they’ll end up empty-handed tomorrow.

Hua Yuan, however, decisively handed over all her purses.

The owner poured all those Corner coins into one of the drawers and looked up at Hua Yuan again.

"Keep smiling, look at me... You must not move, it would be best to imagine me as the person you most want to kill, but won’t kill immediately.

Yes, yes! That’s the expression, very good."

The dip pen in the owner’s hand fell once more, directly capturing Hua Yuan’s features onto the blank face of the paper perfectly.

That smile,

That look,

Was so vivid,

That even as a bystander, Luo Di felt a chill run down his spine.

But the tear mole dotted at the corner of the eye filled Luo Di with even more infatuation.

He knew Hua Yuan was very beautiful,

But at this moment, the woman drawn on the paper was terrifyingly beautiful, causing even a strong reaction in Luo Di’s body.

When the cover illustration was completed,

The owner took out the pre-drawn comic content, bound it into a book, and gave it a title.

"Abyss"

When Luo Di stared at this character, it felt as if there truly was a sense of falling, falling into an Abyss, only it wasn’t pitch black, but filled with countless corpses of Hua Yuan.

The comic book was handed to Hua Yuan,

The previous anxiety she had seemed to dissipate from maintaining a long-time model’s smile, transforming her into a demure girl, her figure even shrinking significantly.

"Thank you, owner."

Like a young girl, she thanked the owner, then took Luo Di’s hand, ready to leave, moving faster than before.

She seemed eager to find a quiet place to read the comic book, or perhaps it was that Hua Yuan sensed the danger within the shop and wanted to quickly lead Luo Di away.

Just as the two were about to exit the shop door, the owner’s voice rang from behind:

"Young man, how has Mr. Craft been lately?"

"I don’t know; I haven’t met him yet."

"I see, what a pity."

The owner didn’t say more, continuing to bury himself in his creation. From the ink bottle at the top right corner of his desk, one could make out customers suitable for comic creation from within the supermarket.

Perhaps any selected customer could receive a chance for the "strange."

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