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Deep in the Living-Chapter 787: 766: Return
CapΓtulo 787: Chapter 766: Return
The relentless rain fell, like freshly hatched maggots slapping against the glass surface, slowly wriggling down.
Inside the video store with an Asian style, plastered with various eerie posters, π§πβ―β―π€β―π£πβ΄πππ.ππ°π
there was electric supply but not a single lamp was lit, not even a candle was burning.
Only one clerk was staying here.
He was skinny, almost giving off the vibe of someone starved to death.
Lying flat on the table, with a cigarette pipe in his mouth, he would take a puff and then sleep for a little while.
Suddenlyβ¦
A faint sound came from underground.
The sound of the elevator hinge pierced through the silence, and with the arrival of the elevator, the entire store seemed to grow darker, as if some dangerous entity was about to arrive.
The clerk, idling his time away, suddenly sat up and rummaged for a candle deep in the desk.
Holding the lit candle in his hand, with a hunched posture, he slowly approached.
Click!
The elevator arrived.
The endless darkness spread outward like a tide, its presence mighty enough to almost swallow the candlelight whole.
Just as the clerkβs face twisted into a grimace, something unknown seemed about to burst out from beneath his skin, Luo Diβs gray-haired head suddenly emerged.
In his arms,
a pig-headed infant was sleeping in a sling made of tattered cloth, with the darkness emanating from this strange baby.
Originally excited from leaving the dungeon, Black-eyed Morton, upon seeing the frail clerk in front of him, seemed to see something deeply unsettling, shrinking back in terror.
Instantly, the darkness that had been released was retracted.
The candlelight in the clerkβs hand returned, spreading normally once more.
It illuminated Luo Di, battered and thin, with dead crows hanging between some of his wounds.
βOh? You actually came back alive, very good.
The creature you brought out in your arms, itβs a prisoner of the dungeon, right? Its nature altered, reborn through fusion, with a loss of memoryβ¦ well, itβs not too much of a threat, which is good.β
Luo Di didnβt respond directly, instead, he lingered for a while.
His mind seemed still engrossed in the recent chase. It was only as his pupils slowly dilated and his thoughts gradually coalesced that he realized this dungeon journey, which countless had warned him about, finally ended.
He had survived.
He survived inside that dungeon capable of swallowing the likes of Old Master Jiang.
Moreover, he not only survived, he gained something.
Not only the fundamental purpose of this dungeon journey but also additional rewards, a newfound understanding of old days, and insights into past fears.
βGood!β
Clenching his fist tight, he shouted.
The clerk, however, seemed a bit impatient, βGood? Whatβs good~ Hurry up and give me the stuff, wait around for a bit. If youβre bored, you can find some books or movies on the shelf to spend time with, thereβs a dedicated viewing lounge on the second floor.
Learn to use the popcorn machine yourself, the cola seems expired, but it tastes okay.β
βWhat do I give you?β Luo Di paused, not comprehending.
βWhat do you think? What is the basic reason you were able to experience the dungeon?
Anyone heading to the dungeon, whether experiencing related events or venturing to the deepest original dungeon,
the βfinal rewardβ is always collected here.
Hand over what you activated in the dungeon, the final hatching will be completed here, which will probably take a few more hours.β
βAlright.β
Even though Luo Di certified the video store as a completely neutral corner spot, wholly trustworthy,
he still hesitated when taking off the pendant.
Since he had gotten a hold of this, troubles had cascaded upon him, nearly trapping him in dead ends several times.
Now that he had returned alive from the dungeon and awaited the final hatching moment, he naturally wanted to witness everything firsthand, keeping the egg securely in his own hand.
This hesitation did not go unnoticed by the clerk, who was understanding, not rushing, intending to wait until Luo Di sorted out his thoughts.
Just as he prepared to return to his workstation for a smoke break.
Luo Di heard a voiced reprimand:
βWhat are you thinking about!! Just give it, youβre at the last step, what are you stalling for? Despite escaping the dungeon with the eye, your dim-witted lower life form thought process disgusts me.
Do you even know what kind of existence youβre conversing with?
Though your item is activated, perfect hatching absolutely requires help from others.
This guy wrapped in human skin, if Iβm not mistaken, should be the Prison Directorβs designated [Manager]. They donβt involve themselves with inmate management but can directly meddle in each prisonβs affairs.
During my imprisonment, I once saw one, though it wasnβt this person, their aura felt similar.β
βManager? Didnβt you forget things inside the dungeon?β
βYou fool, this isnβt about the dungeon!
This is higher level knowledge, information I collected myself. Besides, these matters donβt involve the prisonsβ internal details, just some basic stuff.
Itβs merely the things inside the original dungeon that got blurred and forgotten.
Let me spell things out for you, youβre really about to stupidly kill me.
The Central Prison controlled by the Prison Director isnβt a singular zone, but a collection of many sections and various small zones branched out.
Every section can be considered an independent prison.
The dungeon is the smallest, most fundamental zone unit used to detain pseudo-gods newly ascended like me.
Though the Prison Director is immensely powerful, there are limitations to his energy, meaning such a massive prison system inevitably requires others to assist in management.
These managers are carefully selected by him, how they come about, I have no idea either.
With the Prison Director dead, the prison collapsed.
I thought the managers were all slaughtered by those out-of-control Mad Gods, didnβt expect one to show up in this backwater low world of yoursβ¦ Also appears weakened greatly, likely due to the Directorβs death.β
βThanks for the explanation.β
Hearing this, Luo Di no longer doubted and actively stepped forward.
As he handed the pendant over, it felt like a weight lifting off him, as if everything had ended. Strangely, he neither felt excitement nor fatigue⦠but instead was suddenly overwhelmed by nausea.
The clerk promptly pointed out the direction of the bathroom.
Luo Di dashed over immediately, vomiting frenziedly over the toilet.
Black-eyed Morton observed all this with calm, softly comforting: βItβs normal, all normalβ¦ The dungeon had a peculiar smell, the rot of time.
Once everythingβs let go, this odor ferments inside you. Everything youβve experienced will surge forth now.
Not just you, even an original like me, staying long would make me feel like puking.β
Morton controlled the infantβs body, using tentacles growing from beneath the skin, jumped down, and went alone to the sink to clean, rinsing away the dungeonβs strange smell.
He grew more excited with each wash, even humming a song Luo Di couldnβt comprehend.
Though Morton washed away an entire bar of soap, there remained a scent on him, a faint cherry blossom fragrance.
This smell seemed ingrained in the piglet, impossible to wash off.
But Morton wasnβt bothered anymore, as long as he could leave the damned dungeon, this little issue was nothing.
Just as he climbed out of the sink, intending to discuss matters about the corner with Luo Di,
he found the young man, who had shown him wonders inside the dungeon, and dared to fell crows, was currently face down in the toilet, sound asleep.
βWhoa! The maggotβs influence is still there? I just knew that thing wasnβt simpleβ¦ So, does this mean I can make an escape?
The manager here probably wonβt care about me.
If I leave now, a low world like this can be effortlessly grasped, no need to endure this guyβs constraints.
Blame yourself for dozing off, Iβll make my exit then! Until we meet again, Luo Di.β
Ten minutes later.
Dozens of eyeballs ferried Luo Diβs unconscious body to the resting room. The piglet sat on Luo Diβs body, adopting a pensive pose.
βNo no~ I still need to leverage his network to make contact and possess the Hellβs eye. He still has utility, no need to leave.
Moreover, Iβm too weak right now.
Let alone, thereβs something strange about this low world, not only are the managers wrapped in skins here. Thereβs even an unidentified high-ranking Death Row Inmate, better to play it safe.β
Ps: Thanks to the new Alliance Hierarch[halfhorn].







