Deep in the Living
Chapter 132 - 126: Qualifications

Chapter 132: Chapter 126: Qualifications

Two people walked down the stairs to the basement.

Before them, the so-called "registration channel" had a long line, with at least twenty humans lined up, hoping to become "fighters".

Luo Di thought he would need to line up, but the class president dragged him to another unoccupied entrance.

A security guard with a Mercury tattoo on his neck and wearing a white mask quickly recognized the class president’s membership.

According to the rules here, members have the privilege to recommend "fighters," no need to queue up, but relevant inspections still needed to be conducted.

"Please sign your name here first to confirm your willingness to comply with the rules set by the Fighting Hall, even if it costs you your life.

A series of basic checks will be carried out subsequently, including a basic scan of the pituitary structure and a full-body physical screening.

It should be noted that the Fighting Hall seeks the most primitive physical combat; the integrity of the body must be maintained, whether it’s humans or Pseudo-Person, with a flesh ratio of at least 95%."

The security guard occasionally glanced at the mask on Luo Di’s face, the mixed colors of fear clearly visible in his pupils, seemingly unable to believe that a human would be under the mask.

Luo Di quickly signed the name.

Of course, it wasn’t his real name, but a code—[D].

The human rest area had hospital-grade full-body scanners, reflecting the high requirements for contestants here, to ensure the excitement of the matches.

Luo Di remained in normal condition during the examination; as long as he did not activate the Hell Attribute and did not think about that symbol, both his left arm and spine would appear like a normal human’s, neither heating up nor showing any metallic foreign objects.

He passed the examination.

Next was the last item, the "qualification appraisal".

He had to wait for the person in front to finish their appraisal before he could proceed, so he sat in the rest area waiting.

The class president also came over and squeezed beside him.

"Let me remind you again,

This competition requires you to establish a brand new persona, one unrelated to Luo Di.

Neither the Hell Attribute nor the Zombie Blade should be used. Of course, according to the rules of the Fighting Hall, humans are at a disadvantage, and they will provide you with a murder tool.

Once you set up a new disguise persona through the Fighting Hall, you can use this identity to follow me to the Sisterhood.

This process will certainly greatly satiate your spine."

"Alright."

From his time at the Fighting Hall and seeing the first match, Luo Di knew he had found the right place, "Besides the Fighting Hall, there should be other similar places in Underground Eden, where humans and Pseudo-Person engage in mutual slaughter, right? After all, only flesh-type Pseudo-Person can be used here."

"Indeed, there are other entertainment venues, even extremely thrilling Ghost Houses, with various types of Pseudo-Person being used.

But no matter what variety, the most popular is always the Fighting Hall.

What people like most, what they crave deep inside is this kind of one-on-one, body-to-body primal fighting, which is etched in human genes, a memory of our ancestors’ lives."

"Alright."

"Hope today they can arrange a good match for you, I will bet heavily on you, and after earning some money, I’ll take you to a really exciting place to spend it."

Luo Di glanced at the class president beside him, then shifted his gaze away.

"Don’t look at me like that, you know that part of my previous ’good girl’ image was a disguise. Plus, now I am Isabella, all behavior must follow her style."

Luo Di rested his hands in front of his mask, changing the subject, "Does the term ’boyfriend’ or ’partner’ have any other meanings within the Sisterhood?"

The class president rested her hands on the edge of the seat, leaning her body back as far as possible, exhaling deeply.

"The Sisterhood allows core members to find a long-term partner, and this is highly encouraged and supported.

In Grandma’s view, ’balance’ is particularly important for the development of a species; having a sufficiently strong and robust male to balance physical needs is very important for the development of the sisters."

"Understood."

At this moment, the voice of a staff member came from a special room: "Mr. D, please come for the qualification appraisal!"

"Go on, I look forward to your performance."

"Alright."

Luo Di thought the so-called qualification appraisal would require him to participate in an actual fight, or perhaps machine tests for speed and strength.

Yet, before even entering this special chamber, he already smelled something—a scent related to the Corner.

"What is this?"

Various types of melee weapons are on display, each one a "Cornered Tool."

Not limited to the fire ax with eyeballs growing on it,

A rapier fluttering with long hair,

A spear crawling with fingers,

There’s even one Luo Di is very familiar with, a long blade covered with zombie skin.

The staff next to him explained: "Ordinary people wanting to fight against Pseudo-Peoples will inevitably be at a disadvantage at the physical level, making the battle unbalanced and lacking in spectacle.

Because every human who registers to compete needs a Cornered Tool to level the playing field.

The so-called ’qualification assessment’ requires you to choose a prop and adapt to it in a short time.

We will arrange the opponent you need to face in your debut based on your previous medical examination and the difficulty of mastering the prop.

Please make a choice within one minute."

Luo Di did not choose the familiar zombified weapon.

Since he came here under a completely new disguise,

Since he is shedding everything related to Luo Di,

Then he should use this opportunity to earnestly play the role of the [Murderer] hidden in the depths of his heart.

His eyes under the mask moved among the dazzling array of weapons, waiting for a long time without making a choice, instead a hoarse metallic voice came from the mask:

"Is this trash all there is? Isn’t there something else?"

The staffer was slightly surprised. He had hosted many human fighters.

Most would marvel at such a range of Cornered Tools, but this Mr. D was the first to look down on them and even mock them.

"Do you need to apply for the ’unstable props’? Your physical examination qualifies, and it only requires a signature guarantee from your referring member."

"I will."

"Please wait, we currently have three unstable props in storage, and they will be arranged for delivery soon, hoping to satisfy you.

However, it should be noted that unstable props are made from the older and special Pseudo-Person Pituitary, with an extremely high difficulty in mastery,

If there is any danger or your consciousness gets dominated during the adaptation process, we may have to ’cleanse’ you."

Soon, another person walked through the door of the secret room, his huge frame almost filling the doorway, with metallic pipes embedded on the back of his exposed hands.

His face was adorned with a metal skull mask, secured to his facial bones with screws.

Aside from the Mercury Group tattoo at his neck, his coat’s chest was also stamped with the letter "I" representing the investigator’s identity.

After placing three metal boxes on the table, this special investigator stood aside, watching Luo Di, seemingly ready to eliminate him immediately if he shows signs of being overtaken by the props.

"Unstable props cannot be displayed; you can only choose through the storage box, Mr. D."

Luo Di reached out and touched the surface of the first metal box, vaguely feeling a cold, itchy sensation. It was indeed dangerous, but not what he wanted.

When his palm moved to the second metal box, there was no response, as if there was nothing inside, suggestive of assassination or concealment, not suitable.

Then he moved on to the last metal box, also the last chance.

However,

As Luo Di’s palm only approached the metal box, not even touching it yet.

A sound came from inside the box,

Hmm!!

A strong pig squeal!

Not only that, but the metal box also vibrated, directly falling off the edge of the table.

As the investigator responsible for surveillance was about to step forward to pick up the metal box and check the stability of its contents,

Snap!

Luo Di’s right hand grabbed the box first.

"I choose this one."