Deep in the Living
Chapter 263 - 251: Balloon (Thanks to Uncle Ba, the Alliance Hierarch) _2

Chapter 263: Chapter 251: Balloon (Thanks to Uncle Ba, the Alliance Hierarch) _2

"Of course, you can also treat everything I said as nonsense, and still be determined to kill me. It’s just that, you will have to deal with the mess left behind on your own.

Once I die,

Moon City will be in turmoil, and this long-suppressed abscess will erupt completely.

And Mr. Di, by killing me, a dedicated civil servant, you will be labeled as a murderer and forever stand against humanity.

Your parents in heaven would probably not want to see this outcome, and neither would your friends want to see you become like this.

Just a reminder,

Moon City wasn’t created by me; I was merely assigned here as a supervisor after going through the screening in the Capital City.

Even if I don’t do these things, there will be many others eager to do them, and possibly even in worse ways than me.

So, please make a choice, Mr. Di.

I personally also really like the theme of fear that comes with talk of a Murderer, and the ultimate duty of the oversight group is to foster a decisive Explorer who will serve the nation.

If Mr. Di is willing to become our final answer.

The Moon will be your backing and your new home.

If you are not interested in this, you can leave directly. I will continue to operate for 4hs, helping Mr. Di to complete the final pituitary supplement.

If you want to leave Moon City directly, then we can only hope to meet again by fate.

If you want to kill me, now is the best opportunity."

The Venerable leaned his body forward continuously, proactively exposing his neck.

Throughout it all, Luo Di remained expressionless.

He was not listening to the Venerable’s speech. From the moment he stepped into this building, he had been pondering a simple question.

≮To kill or not to kill?≯

Previously he always came to a decision quickly, but this time hesitations arose.

Despite having used a Jaw Splitter to lock up the head, despite having stimulated the brain with an iron wire, he was very clear-headed.

Yet, this time it was difficult to make a decision.

To kill may only provide a temporary solution. Luo Di could end up labeled as a murderer for killing a significant member of the Investigation Bureau, possibly even facing the death penalty, forever unable to fulfill his promises to others.

Most importantly, Moon City itself might remain unchanged, rendering his killing meaningless.

Not to kill, he would not be worthy of being associated with the term Murderer, nor deserving of heading towards True Hell.

Looking at the unprotected neck easily severed before him, Luo Di ultimately did not make a move.

He needed to return to the hotel,

To soak in the cold bathtub to thoroughly think things over, to consider the issue from its root.

Or perhaps he needed to return to Mingwang City, to the familiar Psychiatric Hospital, to take medication, and hang upon the torture device to clear his thoughts.

Ding!

Luo Di no longer looked at the Venerable in front of him, nor did he provide any responsive words. With an indifferent look, he stood up and left.

"Mr. Di, if you have made up your mind, you are always welcome to come back and discuss with me. I am very much looking forward to our cooperation and really hope that next time we meet, we can properly discuss the theories related to the Murderer."

The Venerable did not see off his guest, but instead gently waved his hand to open the room door.

The elevator that had been previously threatening was functioning again.

Luo Di rode the elevator back to the first floor, exiting this so-called "Moon Balance" concrete building.

Basked in moonlight,

Walking on Moon Ring Street in the deep night,

His mind still wandered between the dilemma of killing or not killing.

So much so that after crossing the pedestrian path, he didn’t notice a person coming towards him.

Thwap!

Luo Di only felt he had bumped into something very light, and by the time he recovered, a skinny, malnourished young girl who appeared to be under sixteen was already knocked down sitting on the ground,

It was quite a heavy fall.

Even if her skin was bruised,

Even if blood seeped out,

Even if the pain had already reached her brain,

She still clenched her teeth and held tightly onto a handful of balloons.

This was her sales task for the day; if she couldn’t sell enough balloons and earn enough money to go home, she didn’t know how her alcoholic father would treat her.

However.

Luo Di, lost in thought, inadvertently let his killing intent show in his gaze towards the girl.

Ordinary people couldn’t withstand such a stare.

Merely his gaze plunged the girl entirely into fear; even though her instinct was to hold onto the balloons, the overwhelming fear made her hands release them.

One by one, the colorful hydrogen balloons slipped from her grasp and drifted up into the sky.

The girl looked up at the balloons escaping from her grip, her survival instinct urging her frail body to suddenly stand up, despite the bleeding arm from a recent fall.

She jumped with all her might, trying to recapture the balloons.

But her fingers became further and further away from the balloons,

A feeling of endless despair almost instantly filled her eyes; her body, which ceased to jump, began to tremble, seemingly having realized what the situation at home would soon be like.

Suddenly,

The girl’s gaze turned towards Luo Di in front of her,

towards the person responsible for the slipping balloons, the "culprit".

Luo Di kept watching the girl, observing her emaciated body, the barely visible scars, and the despairing expression after losing the balloons.

At that moment,

their gazes met.

Luo Di thought she would throw an angry, blaming look because she lost the balloons.

But what he actually saw was something else... a desire for death in her eyes, an utter despair towards life, regarding death as liberation.

Buzz!

A loud ringing echoed in Luo Di’s brain.

His chaotic thoughts were abruptly emptied.

He looked up at the balloons floating into the sky, recalling all his experiences since he arrived in Moon City, remembering that irredeemable Murderer girl named Wendy.

His brain, as messy as tangled thread, seemed to have gained an extra balloon string, straightening everything out.

’You have received 1,000,000 ruble via face-to-face transfer’

The notification startled the girl.

Following that,

the young man walked up to her, not satisfying her wish to die, but instead conjured a small metal container like magic and handed it to her.

"This is for you... live on well, and then leave this city."

The girl didn’t thank him; she just earnestly nodded.

It seemed as though this young man was the first person who genuinely spoke with her, the first to understand her heart.

Whatever was in the container, she would take it seriously.

Watching the girl walk away, watching her silhouette disappear into the night, Luo Di’s thoughts were clearer than ever.

"It seems I am still far from being a true Murderer; there is still a long way to go.

If it were Hua Yuan, there wouldn’t be so much futile thinking. Back on the island, I even taught her not to overthink, it was a very simple matter.

Yes~ It is indeed a very simple matter, why bother with so many concerns?

If this world is indeed rotten, then I must be the first one to ooze pus...

Hell is my home if not me, who else will enter Hell."