Deep in the Living
Chapter 335 - 323 Initial Formation of Game Brain

Chapter 335: Chapter 323 Initial Formation of Game Brain

In the town center, the Banquet Hall.

After a full two hours of eating,

the "food (Town Mayor)" offered at the dinner has been completely divided and consumed by the ten winners, with their injuries healed during the feast, especially their brains receiving utmost replenishment.

However, this was not an official transition to a Game Brain; although the dinner made their brains stronger, they had not yet transformed into "Game Brains" nor formally connected to the Hell System.

For completely defying the theatrical arrangement and even killing the important Game Brain transformation host (Town Mayor), such violations may lead to execution by the Evil Play.

Luo Di wiped a trace of crimson from the corner of his mouth with a napkin, and as he stood up, supporting his fully sated body, the other nine also stood up almost simultaneously.

Without any verbal communication,

they followed Luo Di, leaving the Banquet Hall and the town center behind.

Returning to the original town streets, the place was still deserted, without the anticipated Evil Play enforcers coming to suppress and punish them.

Just as everyone wondered how this play would end,

a huge pure white arc appeared in the pitch-black night sky, thickening and enlarging, seeming to descend.

Even the ground began to tremble,

Luo Di realized something, for the ultimate enhancement of his brain from devouring the Town Mayor caused the earthworm buried in the socket mud to multiply and lengthen, dozens of earthworms burrowed out of the sockets, each with a grain-like eyeball structure emerging at the tips, all fixated on the sky.

With a clear long-distance view, the white arc suspended in the sky was actually a row of colossal teeth.

They were closing in, as if to swallow the entire town, perhaps even the areas beyond the town.

Luo Di’s brain made quick calculations, figuring out that the devouring coverage would reach the spot where he was first resurrected as a corpse.

No escape.

Even if they wished to resist, it was simply impossible.

"Farewell, my friends, until we meet again."

Luo Di did not take up any attacking stance but rather spread his arms wide in an embracing gesture.

The others copied the motion.

Boom!

The teeth fell,

the entire town and the surrounding regions were completely devoured.

Hum!

There was no discomfort of being chewed and digested, nor the anxiety of impending death, but a feeling of total relaxation, as if countless tiny fingers were massaging the brain, inserting into the brain, weaving the brain.

≮The evaluation and rewards of this play are as follows≯:

Audience satisfaction: 97%* (Flawless)

Expert evaluation: ★★★★★ (Top-level performance)

Special circumstances: Due to not following the festival’s requirements for the banquet and killing the important brain transfer host, 30% of the theatrical bonus is to be deducted as compensation.

Final reward estimate: 1777 Brain Silver Coins (including basic performance fees, gambling shares, evaluation bonuses, influence bonuses)

≮Debut performance concluded, Game Brain constructed, individual information updated (temporary corpse)≯

≮Luo Di (Lo’di)

’Prison Rank’: ordinary worm*

*Current Game Brain maturity is 0%. Complete the Game Brain to obtain your own play afterlife, and then you can pursue the Gate of Demon Ascension.

’Brain Type & Quality’: Fighter Brain, A+ grade*.

’Dramatic Style’: Ancestral Combat

’Note’: As you are not using a Hellish Body but a temporary corpse provided by the theater, the Game Brain will temporarily reside in this corpse and function accordingly. Once you are prepared, you can contact your original body to transfer the Game Brain.

There might be significant changes in individual information at that time, and related data will be updated again.≯

Luo Di’s consciousness was indulged in darkness, finely feeling the changes in the brain, listening to the broadcasts from Hell’s consciousness.

Although he hadn’t retrieved his original body, he could already feel the brain’s role in supporting the pituitary and a sensation utterly different from the spine and metal.

Such a brain from Hell would better align with the Corner System, fitting the Murderer’s Black Door he had chosen.

Ever since Luo Di destroyed his own brain on Saiwei Vacation Island, the consciousness of his original self sank towards the spine. The brain became a less important existence, its status diminished and replaced by the spine.

As the Game Brain forms, when Luo Di finds his original body, the status relationship between brain and spine might change again.

"If my original body can accept two different Hell Items like the spine and metal, it will surely accept a third one, especially a brain directly related to the pituitary.

It’s perfect to use this temporary body to continue adapting, and even nurturing it to maturity before integrating it with the original body at once.

At that time, the ’Open Spine’ may be able to produce some unknown synergistic effect with the brain’s ’play’."

But is it really that easy...

Clap, clap, clap!

Luo Di, who was immersed in darkness and thought, was suddenly jolted by a burst of loud applause. Even though he was meant to be swallowed by a huge mouth, he felt like he was standing on something solid with a very distinct sensation of wooden boards underfoot.

Something was gradually becoming visible through the darkness,

a pitch-black curtain with wave patterns,

that curtain was slowly being drawn apart, and intense spotlights shone through, piercing Luo Di’s narrow pupils and causing a moment of photophobic dizziness.

As his brain rapidly adapted and his pupils dilated,

the scene before him became increasingly clear.

"This is!"

A theater with a capacity for five thousand or even more people was fully revealed.

Not only were there seats on the ground, but the walls and even the ceiling were neatly filled with seats.

Audience members, each wearing skull devices and various masks* on their faces, clapped in unison, their eyes beneath the masks trained on the ten victorious people on stage, especially Luo Di who stood at the center position.

(*The masks varied in style and were made of different materials such as paper, fur, enamel, metal, etc.)

They spread their palms as wide as possible and slapped them together exaggeratedly, producing the loudest possible clapping sounds.

Something felt very wrong.

Luo Di, standing on the stage and receiving the attention of the audience, couldn’t enjoy the applause. He even felt a sense of discomfort throughout his body and wanted to leave.

Unlike his experiences at the Fighting Hall,

when Luo Di won in the Underground Fighting Hall, the audience would either chant the name of D, or stand and roar primitively, or frantically slap their supporting sticks.

The human spectators indulged in some primal desire and were completely engrossed in the fight from the Fighting Hall.

This kind of resonance with primal desire made Luo Di feel very comfortable.

But these current spectators were different.

Although they clapped vigorously, they all maintained a proper posture, and not a single one stood up. Because of the masks, it was also impossible to directly discern their true expressions.

Luo Di could sense that,

although the audience enjoyed his recent dramatic performance, it was only just that—enjoyment, or perhaps they were merely intrigued by this novel experience.

Beneath those masks, their eyes did not regard Luo Di and the other nine as victors of the fight,

but more as "animals" that had met the requirements of a performance, merely providing them with a different kind of amusement. The dopamine released by happenstance would dissipate before long.

Suddenly,

Click!

Luo Di’s tongue snapped, forcing him to abruptly turn his head to look towards the other side of the stage, where he saw that same white arc again.

But this time, it wasn’t the size that swallowed an entire town, but rather of normal teeth dimensions.

A man wearing a top hat and dressed like a gentleman, his substantial belly wrapped in his attire, stepped onto the stage, maintaining his trademark smile and revealing a mouth full of white teeth.

His neck’s fat folds supported his head, which was tilted towards a perfect triangle.

Oddly enough, just like on stage, his eye sockets were covered with black curtains, currently in a closed state.

"Mayor..."

Luo Di realized that this man was identical to the mayor, and the scent seeping from between the man’s teeth was the same one Luo Di had smelled in the depths of darkness when the town was devoured.

This peculiar and dangerous entity came straight up to Luo Di,

"Don’t panic, the mayor you fed on was just one of my theatrical avatars. Personally, I am very pleased, Mr. Di, that you made this lowest tier of worm selection festivals so interesting.

The performance fee you have won will be used directly for the repair of your real body.

In addition, considering the audience’s fondness for you, I, David Dai, the owner of the Central Theater, cordially invite you to sign a performance contract. I will pay a higher personal engagement fee, which just happens to cover the exorbitant medical bills for the treatment of your real body.

After all, ’ancestral injuries’ are difficult to heal."

With the conclusion of his words,

the curtains covering his eye sockets slowly opened, and an arm surprisingly reached out from within, handing over a contract to Luo Di right in front of him.

Facing such a strange demon, Luo Di was seeing one for the first time, and the immense pressure made him break out in a cold sweat.

Every spectator in the entire theater also turned their gaze toward him.

Some with anticipation, others with purely a spectating attitude, and others with a forbidding air of no refusal allowed.

It seemed as though if Luo Di did not sign, his flesh and brain would be utterly consumed.