Deep in the Living
Chapter 233 - 222: A Sheep Entering the Tiger’s Mouth

Chapter 233: Chapter 222: A Sheep Entering the Tiger’s Mouth

The videotape absorbed Luo Di with keen interest,

the first-person perspective it offered intensified the sense of immersion, and the events recorded on the tape happened in this very room, even interacting with reality several times.

"If I hadn’t found the key and had used another method to enter this room, I would have encountered a similar intrusion while watching.

Now it seems that the intruder gave up on entering the room due to the lack of a key, granting this replier more chances to survive."

Luo Di vaguely grasped a rule here; it seemed that as long as one found a certain way to live, survival was possible, even for an ordinary replier to avoid being hunted and killed.

He naturally grew interested and decided to play along.

After all, this was the first time Luo Di encountered such a pure ’Murderer-type’ Pseudo-Person, and pretending to be prey might offer a different experience, as well as an opportunity to learn the Hunting patterns of the other party.

Moreover, deep inside, Luo Di also wanted to properly understand this "colleague."

After the last replier was slaughtered and hanged, ending the sequence, the video ended, and the TV reverted to its initial static.

Just as Luo Di held the remote control and pressed the power button, he suddenly froze.

The screen, like a mirror,

reflected Luo Di sitting on the single-seater sofa, as well as the "photographer" who had already positioned himself behind the sofa without notice, filming a brand-new video.

1.Two huge palms, each clad in black gloves, stretched a thin steel wire between them, which could be used for binding and restraining, as well as slicing through the flesh.

The slicing shown in the videotape was done with the wire rather than a blade.

2.The supposed camera wasn’t held in hands but directly embedded in his right cheek; the camera lens took the place of an eyeball, with visible connections between the nerves and the inner workings of the camera.

What was seen was being filmed.

He was perpetually documenting the process of slaughter.

3.The man was nearly two meters tall, his broad shoulders made the old-fashioned leather trench coat look stylish, the hem just reaching his calves.

The size fifty leather boots were very conspicuous, fitting the heavy footsteps heard during the videotape playback.

When Luo Di saw this person reflected in the dark TV screen, he instinctively feigned an expression of fear, but a flash of excitement quickly crossed his eyes.

Although he didn’t know how the other party had entered, the sense of oppression brought forth now far exceeded that of previous encounters in Moon Lake Park. The Pseudo-Person behind him was exceptionally powerful, stronger than an average Mature Pseudo-Person, and more special as well.

Suddenly,

the steel wire stretched between the two hands snapped towards Luo Di sitting.

Whoosh!

The top of the chair back was cleanly sliced off.

The head that should have been cut off didn’t fall.

Luo Di ducked his head in advance and fled towards the only entrance.

Click, click~ (the door lock is jammed)

Although Luo Di unlocked the door, he could not open it as if something was jamming it from the outside.

Thump, thump, thump! The heavy footsteps approached from behind.

Luo Di could clearly sense the Murderer closing in, an oppressive aura enveloping him, threatening to slice his throat with the wire at any moment.

The other party was deliberately slowing down,

seemingly enjoying the sensation of gradually devouring his prey during the chase.

This action pleased Luo Di immensely; this was how a Murderer should be!

Luo Di exerted some of his strength and began to ram the door!

Before the steel wire could tighten around his neck,

Bang!

The wooden door was forcibly broken open, and several steel wires connected on the outside snapped.

Luo Di stumbled out of the room and ran towards the building’s only staircase.

Upon reaching the stairwell, he suddenly froze, not stepping down the stairs but instead glanced sidelong at the Murderer who was slowly approaching from the end of the corridor.

"This ability... is quite interesting, somewhat similar to my Punishment Room."

The stairwell was rigged with numerous steel wires, thin and sharp, making normal descent impossible without risking cuts.

Of course.

Despite the abundance of wires, certain spaces were left for escape.

It seemed the Murderer had intentionally left some room for survival, making the chase more intriguing this way.

Moreover, if prey panicked and attempted to rush downstairs, one misstep could cause multiple cuts on the body, or even directly slit the throat and lead to death.

Luo Di lowered his body as much as possible as he descended the stairwell laden with steel wires.

Sometimes he had to crawl, at other times step over, at times even reaching out to adjust wires.

Even though he was cautious, his body still sustained multiple scrapes, his clothes were cut numerous times, his hands were bloodied, his skin split and flesh exposed, but the backpack he carried remained undamaged.

Indeed,

Descending stairs at such a speed would be very slow, and the relentless approach of heavy footsteps could be clearly heard throughout.

This sense of oppression from being chased and killed,

Especially after watching the videotape, was further amplified,

Most people would not be able to withstand this terror and the pressure of impending death, increasingly wanting to hurry downstairs, leading to more cuts on their bodies.

It was the same for Luo Di, who appeared extremely scared, blood continuously flowing from various parts of his body, feeling on the brink of shock.

During his escape, he also looked back multiple times, wanting to see how the Murderer descended the stairs.

As soon as the Murderer’s body came into contact with the steel wires in the stairwell, the wires automatically retracted and condensed back between the special section of steel wire in his hands, clearly displaying his ability.

His descending speed remained slow, continuing to relish in the pursuit.

It seemed he hadn’t seen such an interesting prey as Luo Di for a long time, one that could endure for so long without having their head severed by the steel wire.

Finally.

Luo Di stumbled to the first floor, covered in blood, only to face a scene even more desperate.

The main entrance was completely sealed by a dense web of steel wires, with numerous wooden planks fixed over it, making any attempt at hasty dismantling futile, as the Murderer would surely catch up.

His gaze swiftly searched the surroundings, trying to find another way out.

Luo Di unexpectedly noticed a staircase entrance on the side leading to the basement. Strangely, he had not noticed this entrance when he first arrived at this apartment building; he remembered it was piled with clutter.

There was no time for second thoughts, this was the only way to escape.

As Luo Di turned and ran towards the entrance to the basement, the Murderer on the stairs revealed a smile not seen in a long time... It had been ages since he met such intriguing prey, who would proceed to the final Punishment Room on their own.

He approached the basement, wearing size fifty shoes.

Below was his workshop, the Punishment Room for all his prey.

Most who came here to watch the videotape would be taken down below, where the most perfect parts of the victims would be hung up with thin steel wires, becoming exhibits.

From the recent filming, he had determined how to process Luo Di.

This was the most agile and calmest prey he had seen, perhaps he could make a complete specimen and hang it up.

Stepping down the staircase to the basement.

Oddly, the basement was pitch black. The prey had been holding a flashlight the entire time; there should have been light.

However, this was relatively easy to explain, the prey had cleverly turned off the light source, attempting to hide in the darkness and evade the chase.

Darkness to him was as familiar as home.

The camera embedded in his right brain adjusted to infrared night vision, revealing the scene in the darkness without omission.

The prey, wrapped in a long coat, was curled up in a corner, motionless.

He had thought the prey would put up at least some resistance, but instead, they remained curled up there, making the entire hunt somewhat uninteresting.

The photographer gradually lost patience and quickly closed in.

He forcefully slashed towards the prey curled up in the corner...

Whoosh!

What was separated was merely an overcoat, along with a stack of forum poster specimens beneath it.

The youth previously hunted was not there at all.

At the same time... Boom!

The sound of the basement door slamming shut came from behind.

The photographer’s pupils dilated, the camera zooming in! He realized he had been tricked, and perhaps the prey might escape. He swiftly turned around, pursuing with large strides.

However,

What he saw,

Was that the prey had not escaped, but had voluntarily closed the basement door and even locked it, before steadily walking down the stairs.

The footsteps on the stairs felt abnormally heavy, very similar to his own; they no longer sounded like prey, but... a fellow Murderer.

The expression of terror that should have persisted on the prey’s face was completely gone, replaced by a Murderer’s mask capable of inducing phantom pain, with Hook embedded in the lips.

Shedding the overcoat revealed an exceptionally muscular body,

A special Pig Slaughter Knife was held in his hand,

One hand on his neck, twisting it,

Approaching the photographer,

This transformation left the photographer completely stunned,

He had never expected the young man being chased by him all the way to display such a stance, emitting an aura of [slaughter] that seemed even purer and more intense than his.