Deep in the Living
Chapter 341 - 329 Visitors

Chapter 341: Chapter 329 Visitors

Upon sensing the sudden heat surge from the special prison cell, the guards quickly gathered.

However, when facing Luo Di, the death row inmate, their expressions were notably respectful.

"Mr. Di, has your Hell journey ended?"

"Not yet... However, this time, I need to attempt to bring some items to True Hell."

This response placed the guards in a difficult position, as this was beyond their authority, and death row inmates housed here are prohibited from bringing any "items."

"In that case, Mr. Di, please first move to your personal prison cell, and then fill out an application form. We will pass it on directly.

Since your last interaction with the Prison Director, he has stayed on the Hell side and hasn’t returned.

Currently, the prison is managed by an acting Prison Director, who will likely come to discuss details with you."

"How is the Prison Director’s condition?"

"Unknown... Without his permission, no one can enter. We can only confirm his condition as stable through a life detector, although his emotions occasionally fluctuate strongly."

"Alright, take me to my personal prison cell first."

"As per regulations, Mr. Di, you would still need to wear the shackles."

The guards were very polite, and Luo Di didn’t mind. After putting on metal shackles that could suppress pituitary secretion, he was led to a cell with his personal metal name plate attached.

Apart from the small window, it was essentially a standard single room.

As Luo Di came here with a mission, he immediately walked to the desk, took a soft pencil handed by the guard, and wrote down what he needed.

Various familiar CDs, a TV, and a projector. Then he used another sheet of paper to list all the filming equipment he knew.

This extensive list filled two pages. Even though Luo Di had a special status, such detailed inventory made the guards quite uneasy.

Inmates housed here have to go through extensive procedures even to request a pencil. Seeing Luo Di’s seriousness, they feared he might intend to shoot a film in prison.

"So many..."

Luo Di was earnest, "These are essential for me; my direct development in Connect World hinges on them. I might even die without them."

"Die?"

The guards couldn’t comprehend how these items were related to life and death, but seeing Luo Di’s seriousness, they reluctantly nodded in agreement.

"We will submit this application to the Acting Prison Director and strive to secure it for you."

"The faster, the better."

"Understood."

Luo Di had a backup plan. If prison couldn’t meet his conditions, he would request a meeting with Yu Ze, who surely could get these items.

The wait wasn’t long.

A refined blond man found Luo Di’s cell, wearing a white shirt with a gold snake tie, white socks revealed under his suit pants, and expensive leather shoes.

Though he appeared refined, he emitted an unusual aura of fear.

"Hello, Mr. Di!

I am Acting Prison Director, Cher Pérez.

Due to you, the Prison Director seems to have a chance to be reborn. Hence, regarding your severely irregular requests, I will try to handle them.

But rules are rules,

I can’t immediately approve so many items, but if you can meet other conditions, perhaps it can be exchanged for equivalency."

"What conditions?"

"I will label you as a ’High-Value Death Row Inmate,’ and once you finish dealing with the matters in Hell and return here, I hope you can, as a representative of the murderer type of death row inmates, help investigators who seek assistance by offering feasible help.

This includes but is not limited to case analysis, character profiling, and in necessary situations, using your hand to deal with some ’bugs’ that we can’t openly handle."

"Bugs?"

"Such as some Pseudo-Persons born within the Investigation Bureau or lower units."

"A decent job."

"Then it’s settled! Also, I need to confirm with you, the items you requested are enough to fill your current prison cell completely, and these dead objects can’t undergo Consciousness Projection. Do you need our side to provide a space or any other kind of assistance?"

"Just bring the items here. Nothing else is needed. But I’m not sure how long I’ll need them for."

"Alright, due to the prison’s geographical issues, these items need to be delivered from the nearest city, at least taking half a day. During this period, Mr. Di, please rest here, and meals will be delivered directly to you."

"Hmm."

As the Acting Prison Director leaves,

Luo Di stretches his body alone in the room. He hears a crack as the metal shackles on his wrist develop a fissure, almost breaking inadvertently.

"Hmm? The real Hell journey in this period has strengthened my body this much? I feel capable of battling a Monster Avatar alone.

No rush,

Since my Hell Item is fully updated, I’ll use this contact with the Evil Play to fully replenish my brain region, and the resulting Open Spine might be vastly different from before.

I wonder what effect ’Open Spine,’ associated with the three factions, will have; perhaps even ’Play’ might appear as it opens.

Once I settle the matters in Hell and officially return here, I’ll strive to bring the Crow Colt and the Hell Weapon acquired from the Chamber of Commerce.

By then, it might be time for release, and I can consider venturing to the Corner, maybe reaching deeper sooner than anticipated."

...

Ten hours passed.

The cell door finally opened,

but the place was filled with a smell of sweat. Luo Di, with the shackles on, was doing diamond push-ups, counting softly,

13012, 13013.

It seemed this entire time, he had been doing this, using his most adept push-ups to reacquaint with his long-lost true self and the new spine.

"Just place the items anywhere."

"Okay, Mr. Di."

Once the guards moved all the equipment inside, a crack formed on Luo Di’s right palm, and several pre-stored brain worms crawled out from within, numerous in number.

Though Luo Di wasn’t sure how to use them, he could guess the method.

Placing these brain-grooved fat worms on the items needing replication; for medium to large equipment, several worms were needed.

The first brain worm attached to a CD surface seemed to have completed replication.

The brain worm curled into a ball, retrieved by Luo Di, its surface transformed into a material similar to the CD. Within it, its cells were undergoing special differentiation.

In just half an hour,

the replication of all equipment was completed, and all recorded brain worms were reabsorbed.

Luo Di had no intention of lingering any longer. He immediately returned to the special prison cell, ready to sit on the metal chair assisting consciousness transmission and return to Hell.

Just as he was halfway there,

a guard responsible for conveying messages hurried over.

"Mr. Di, you have a visitor! The visitor has registered and entered the outer area of Border City Prison. Would you like to meet?"

Luo Di was puzzled, "Hmm? I just arrived here today, and there’s already a visitor? I remember meeting a prison death row inmate requires prior appointment, right?"

"Indeed, the person made an appointment a day in advance. We had informed them of your special status, making a meeting unlikely, but didn’t expect you to actually return today."

"What a coincidence. Who is it?"

"A journalist from the Capital City newspaper, wishing to inquire about matters relating to Moon City."

"Journalist? Moon City? No time..."

Luo Di didn’t want to waste time on such matters, much less discuss Moon City with such uninvolved individuals.

"Alright~ but this Capital City journalist seems quite familiar with you and specifically left a message... asking you, how does it feel to have your head cut off?"

Crack~ Luo Di’s newly grown Old Spine tightened instantly,

his wide eyes appearing as if to devour the guard whole.

"Take me to them."