Deep in the Living
Chapter 153 - 147: Seven Sisters

Chapter 153: Chapter 147: Seven Sisters

As the voice of the Living Corpse Butler spread,

the tightly closed arched Iron Gate seemed to wriggle as if something was bubbling on its surface... Even though it was a solid iron door, a hand stretched out from between its body.

This hand had the normal skin of a living person, mixed only with some iron filings.

The monitor reached out and grabbed it directly.

The moment he grasped the hand, he was instantly pulled in, penetrating the door.

Luo Di followed suit and shook hands as well.

The instant he touched it, a strange force was transmitted, as if he was being pulled by hundreds of people at the same time, leaving no time to react.

Whir!

In the blink of an eye, he was inside the mansion, in front of him lay a straight corridor paved with marble tiles.

The structure was incredibly simple,

with a sign labeled "Hall" on the left side of the corridor, and a sign labeled "Ritual" on the right side, with stairs at the end leading to the upper floors.

The mansion had only three floors, and Luo Di guessed that the two floors above were probably bedrooms for resting.

On both sides of the corridor, the walls were adorned with exquisite candle holders,

and numerous frescoes themed on women.

They depicted them dancing by firelight in the woods,

or collectively sleeping indoors,

or washing and frolicking in lakes,

Following the monitor into the Huge "Hall," an enormous chandelier capable of holding more than three hundred candles hung overhead.

The flames in the fireplace were also burning, but the sound of the burning was strangely not like wood.

Seven luxurious European-style chairs were placed in different areas of the hall, each with a simple drawing carved behind it, representing different sisters.

The monitor took her seat by a chair near the fireplace, with a syringe pattern carved behind it.

The rest of the chairs were marked with

"rotten skull," "Eye," "Crow," "Sunflower," "Female Face," "500"

"My dear, later you’ll stand behind the chair. A Preparatory Partner doesn’t have the privilege to sit here; you’ll need to bear with it for a bit."

"Okay."

"Lean your body slightly against the back of the chair."

As Luo Di followed the monitor’s instructions, pressing the side of his body against the chair back,

"You can hear it, right?"

A sound transmitted through a solid object reached Luo Di’s brain, audible only to them both.

Luo Di just nodded slightly; he didn’t know how to communicate in this exclusive way.

"The patterns of the Sunflower and the number 500, I haven’t seen them before; they must be new.

rotten skull and Eye, as you know, correspond to Zombie Shea and Eye Sister.

Eye Sister’s eyes can see through everything, sometimes even more formidable than Grandmother’s Avatar, so don’t make any unnecessary movements in front of her.

The Crow corresponds to a very polite young lady, aside from Eye Sister, one of the few people I don’t particularly dislike.

As for the Female Face pattern’s counterpart, she’s the one I dislike the most in the sisterhood, also the toughest to deal with—harder than even Shea. She’s acknowledged as the strongest sister, not falling short compared to the sisters of previous generations.

Somehow, Grandmother still hasn’t assigned her to advance in the Sewing Room."

However, what Luo Di was curious about was not just these sisters; he openly asked, "Who’s the Living Corpse at the entrance?"

This question wouldn’t seem rude; after all, it was Luo Di’s first visit, and it was natural to be interested in new things.

The monitor switched to verbal responses:

"’Uncle Corpse’ has been the old butler of the sisterhood all along. Even though the ’Seven Sisters’ often change, he has always been around. He’s in charge of managing all affairs of the gathering, verifying everyone’s identity, ensuring that the assembly is completely secure.

Where he originated from is unclear to the sisters; Uncle Corpse existed even before we arrived here.

According to the rumors among the sisters, he should be a special creation by Grandmother."

"Is he powerful?"

"Whether he is powerful or not is unknown, but both the sisters who went to the Sewing Room before and those who came later all have to address him as ’Uncle Corpse.’

Even Grandmother, though she has scolded, criticized, and punished most of the sisters, has never been harsh in words to Uncle Corpse.

He always manages all matters impeccably."

"I see."

As the two chatted, the voice outside the door came again.

"Miss Wu Ya has arrived at the gathering."

A woman wrapped in a simple black coarse cloth with deep brown skin entered the hall. Slightly slender, even her walk had a model-like poise.

By all indications of her body proportions, Miss Wu Ya should possess a rather admirable appearance, yet perched upon her neck was a strikingly lifelike crow headgear, making it feel as though it were her own head, vividly alive.

Upon entering, she nodded towards the squad leader, then took a seat near the window.

About five minutes later, the butler’s voice transmitted again.

"Miss Shea and Miss Mu Mu have arrived at the gathering."

This was the familiar Miss Mu Mu, known to the squad leader as Eye Sister, a national of Huaxia.

Having been to Luo Di’s match in Mingwang City before, Eye Sister had since been staying with Shea, and now they had come together.

As soon as Shea entered, she inquired, "Isabella, why didn’t you ride with us?"

"I wanted to accompany my boyfriend~"

The squad leader promptly clasped Luo Di’s arm, her head following closely.

"Tsk!"

Shea apparently smelled something foul and hastened to pull Eye Sister away.

However, as Eye Sister was being pulled away, she glanced at the squad leader with the eyeball hidden amongst her side hair, as a form of greeting.

"Miss Sai Floer (Kui) has arrived at the gathering."

*Henceforth, she will be referred to simply as Miss Kui.

A woman wrapped in pure white priestly robes, donning a golden sunflower mask, entered the room with her hands clasped as if in prayer, her head always held at a 45° angle upwards.

It was the first time for both the squad leader and Luo Di to meet this newcomer.

Even within "Isabella’s" recollections, she did not exist, seemingly recruited within the past month, as evidenced by the unfamiliar expressions of others present.

When Luo Di gazed at the sunflower mask worn by this individual, he suddenly caught a very disturbing detail.

The sunflower’s central "disk" seemed alive, as if one could vaguely discern a woman’s face amidst the sunflower seeds, or to put it another way, her face was covered with sunflower seeds.

After noticing this characteristic, Luo Di felt a general discomfort all over.

The squad leader’s voice reached Luo Di’s mind through the transmission of the chair, "This one must have been directly recruited by Grandmother, not via the usual selection of the Sisterhood, just like me! She exudes a slight sense of danger."

While everyone curiously observed Miss Kui, the butler sounded again:

"Miss Five Hundred Pounds has arrived at the gathering."

No sooner had the words been spoken,

that everyone seated in the hall could feel the tremor coming from the ground.

Unlike the several sisters who had arrived before, each entering the hall with legs first, this individual led with her protruding belly pouch, bumping her way in.

Barely constrained by her massively oversized denim overalls, some of her flesh still bulged out from the sides or gaps above.

She also carried a quite adorable elephant backpack, seemingly filled with something, or perhaps to cover some body tissue at her back.

Her face was not hidden like that of most sisters, for her own countenance was already abstract enough.

Atop her neck, heaped with layers of fat, was a grotesquely altered head made of flesh,

with a swollen nose that had grown into a trunk-like shape.

Long enough to dangle just below her chest,

the nose was fastened with the straps of the overalls to the left side of her chest to keep it from swaying during movement.

She walked toward her seat marked with the number[500], her nearly size fifty rudimentary sandals clomping along.

As she plopped down onto her seat, even the reinforced metal chair creaked, on the verge of collapse at any moment.

Seating herself seemed to finally allow her to catch her breath, as she panted and extracted her swollen nose from among the straps.

Waving it in the air, she greeted each person present affably.

When she greeted the squad leader and Luo Di’s direction,

the pig head hanging at Luo Di’s waist even quivered a bit.

Again, the squad leader’s voice arrived, "This sister has ascended through the normal selection process. After all, a Pseudo-Person’s qualifications can change postnatally.

Some Pseudo-People who fail to meet the sisterhood’s standards but have Potential are also recruited. They, however, cannot attend gatherings.

They are arranged to be concentrated in a certain area for cultivation, and ultimately, the most formidable amongst them is selected to join the Sisterhood.

This Miss Five Hundred joined after I left, yet she appears within Isabella’s memories. A strange flesh-kind and just your type, Luo Di."

With six sisters present, only the final five minutes remained.

Aside from Eye Sister and Shea chatting together, everyone was seated in their designated spots.

As the final second ticked by, the butler’s voice rang out.

"Miss Hua Yuan and her Preparatory Partner have arrived at the gathering!"

At these words,

the demeanor and posture of everyone present shifted instantaneously,

even the Zombie Shea and Eye Sister stopped chatting, turning their vigilant gaze towards the door...