Deep in the Living
Chapter 146 - 140 Good News

Chapter 146: Chapter 140 Good News

I don’t know how long it has passed,

the squad leader smacked her lips beside the sickbed, as if dreaming of delicacies, until she bit the pillow and slowly woke up.

Just as her vision cleared, she saw Luo Di with his head wrapped in bandages, staring at her through the gap, which startled her into sitting up straight.

"Ah~ you’re awake."

The squad leader wiped away her drool while waking up her still blurry mind.

"Has the sisterhood’s assessment passed?"

"Passed, passed~ They have already left, you can rest assured to use your Hell powers now."

"Mm."

Sounds of spine activity arose in the hospital ward,

streams of scorching fresh bone marrow immediately flowed throughout the body, the steaming heat dissipated over the bed, and Luo Di’s body temperature exceeded 50°C. Furthermore, his cells could still function normally in such high temperatures, even efficiently.

The squad leader propped up her chin with both hands, "Suppressing your feelings must be uncomfortable, right? If allowed to use your Hell form, that sick pervert would probably be killed by you in no time."

"Simple slaughter does not provide nutrition for the spine.

I need this feeling, I should continue to compete under the identity of Mr. Di.

Just three matches, especially the last one, have already half satiated my spine, this pure form of fighting seems to really suit True Hell’s taste."

The squad leader squeezed out a gentle smile from her school days, "I guessed in advance that you would like this place, but I didn’t expect you to like it so much... It seems you’re not only enjoying the fighting but also relishing the attention from the audience.

Anyway, I appreciate your hard work."

The squad leader’s hand reached out voluntarily, perhaps due to a completely different touch, or maybe for some other reason.

Luo Di soon moved his arm back under the blankets, his gaze shifting towards the ceiling, "I’ll be able to participate in the gathering next week, right?"

"Yes, in seven days."

"Besides disguising as Mr. Di, is there anything else I need to be aware of?"

"Nothing special to be mindful of, I’ll remind you of some details before we set off~ You’ve just come back from the brink, rest well."

"Wu Wen..." Luo Di suddenly turned his head and called the squad leader’s real name, "What is your ultimate purpose in arranging for me to go to the sisterhood? Although I’m also interested, this matter needs to be clarified in advance."

The squad leader did not respond immediately but reached under the blankets again, grabbing Luo Di’s hand tightly this time.

"Although Hell has reborn me, my essence remains unchanged, the Corner is ultimately my destination.

The constraints of the sisterhood and Isabella’s death leave me with only one path to take... a path that is difficult to walk alone."

Luo Di did not respond but did not withdraw his hand either.

Just as the atmosphere turned somewhat strange,

Ding Dong!

The hospital doorbell rang.

"Please come in."

The one who entered was the Fighting Hall owner with a physique like a double-door refrigerator, dressed in a pristine white suit, carrying a pig’s head sewn with threads and stitches.

"Mr. Di, your pig’s head has been repaired. Speaking of which, did you turn on the air conditioning here? Why is it so hot?"

The owner, feeling hot, took off his suit and placed the pig’s head on the bedside.

"Is there something you need?"

Luo Di asked coldly. The owner suddenly realized this might not be the right time.

The owner looked towards the woman on the opposite sickbed, wrapped entirely in rubber clothes, and then moved his gaze back to Luo Di.

"Cough, cough, cough! Long story short, long story short! I’m here to report some good news to you. The Investigation Bureau seems to be very interested in your performance, and they want you to come straight over after you are discharged.

The Death Row Prisoner K that you killed, because his ownership belongs to the Research Bureau.

After discussions above, they plan to gift you the pituitary of the Death Row Inmate, likely intending to train you as an investigator.

How it specifically works has nothing to do with me, I’m just passing by to notify you, and perhaps we’ll be colleagues in the future.

As long as you join the Investigation Bureau, you will naturally become a member of the Mercury Group.

Congratulations in advance!

If Mr.D had not chosen to accept Death Row Prisoner K’s pituitary, and still maintained his human identity, he is welcome to continue visiting my Fighting Hall.

I guarantee to arrange the best fighting opponent for you and adjust our profit-sharing ratio as much as possible."

"I will come."

With Mr.D’s reply, the boss also left, contented.

The squad leader once again unzipped his rubber clothes and fanned his chest quickly with his hand.

"The Investigation Bureau is quite generous. After all, the fingers of Death Row Inmates’ pituitaries are mature and special, high in value, enough to create a decent Official Investigator. Just giving it away like that.

What do you plan to do with it?"

"I’ll see. Most likely, I will use it to pay off debts. I owe Mr. Hook too much."

"No need to rush~ You are already his man, what’s there to repay? If it can be of any use, try to use it yourself, even increasing some combat power is a good thing."

"I’ll go check it out after being discharged."

With the vital energy provided by the squad leader and the assistance of Hell’s Spine, the skull injuries were quickly healed.

Just one day later, the discharge procedures were handled. To ensure his human identity was not exposed, Luo Di’s head was still wrapped in dense bandages, pretending he had not yet recovered.

Of course,

exposure is impossible,

as long as the squad leader is there, a portion of her ’Disguise’ can be distributed. A parasitic-like substance has already been implanted under Luo Di’s skin to assist in disguise.

Regarding Luo Di’s match last night, it hasn’t been 24 hours since it ended, but the craze about D has already completely spread through Underground Eden. You can see the newly drawn graffiti of [D] on many walls.

Primarily themed after a mask, a large letter D is painted in bright red paint.

Luo Di could only deepen his disguise, pulling his hood low and trying his best not to expose his identity.

The squad leader, however, was very interested in this widespread dissemination,

"Just three matches and the reputation has spread. The identity of [Mr.D] could perhaps continue to be used like this, convenient to handle some matters that aren’t suitable for ’Luo Di.’

Right, Mr. Di?"

Luo Di did not respond, instead throwing another question, "Are there similar underground cities in other parts of the country?"

"There are, but not as large as this one.

However, since Mercury Group profits enormously from such underground venues, they would definitely invest in larger [Dark Side Projects] in other cities. When you are in a different city, you just need to reach out to the group’s inner circle as Mr. Di, and you might fulfill your special needs."

"Hmm."

Suddenly, Luo Di’s stomach protested a bit embarrassingly.

"Is there any restaurant around here?"

"You probably wouldn’t like it. Let’s go outside and buy something normal to take home to eat."

This remark, however, piqued Luo Di’s curiosity,

"What usually do people eat here in Underground Eden?"

The squad leader shrugged, "Since everything down here is somewhat shady, so is the food."

"Humans?"

"Not that bad~ but pretty close.

Some so-called human elites, due to being older or having poor health when they migrated here,

They can’t accept stimulating substances like pituitaries and can’t strengthen their bodies through exercise like young people.

Some of them don’t want to simply age and even want to obtain ’Pseudo-Person’s power.’ They are willing to spend a high price to consume some special meat, even though it likely won’t be effective, still they want to give it a try."

Luo Di frowned upon hearing this, "Are you saying the Pseudo-People killed in the Fighting Hall are processed this way?"

"Just what I’ve heard, I haven’t eaten it myself.

I still prefer cooked food, eating what you, Luo Di, cook! Shall we go to the market to buy groceries? Then let’s go home and cook together, see who makes it tastier, how does that sound?

Then rent some discs to watch. It’s also a celebration that our actions went smoothly!"

"Hmm... I’ll buy some steamed buns or something to fill my stomach first."

Having just heard the squad leader’s description, Luo Di passed a high-priced underground store selling roasted sausages, but despite the tempting aroma, he had no appetite at all.