Deep in the Living
Chapter 354 - 342 Premiere

Chapter 354: Chapter 342 Premiere

[Ten Minutes Ago]

Waiting to enter the stage in the corner-like space, Luo Di kept stomping his feet, tossing the prop slaughter knife in his hands up and down.

The waiting before the shooting felt unbearably long.

All the lines and the flow of the script were deeply imprinted in his mind.

At the start of the movie, he was to act against Agatha, who would be sleeping, killing this figure emphasized early in the film, the Hell Monk who provides the audience with enough safety, directly breaking the balance, sweeping danger into the hearts of all viewers.

Buzz!

A spatial sensation came from the corner-like space, the corner in front oozing darkness, signaling the opening of a passage.

Luo Di immediately slipped into acting mode, stretching and moving his shoulder bones, even increasing his shoulder width to some extent, making the leather coat he wore more imposing.

A custom-made mask in Mingwang City, representing D’s mask, worn on his face, with hooks inserted into his lips at the edge of the mouth.

Gripping the prop slaughter knife tightly,

stepping out with his size forty-five leather shoes from the corner-like space, he spotted something amiss through the gap.

Agatha was not lying on the bed as per the script,

inside the room was only the Squad Leader playing the role of a sinner, curled up in the corner, who just licked along the gap with the corner-like space.

However, the Squad Leader gave him a glance.

Luo Di had seen that look before and was very familiar with it.

It was the look of the night of admissions, the final moment’s look, the look longing for slaughter.

’Has the script changed? Since the director hasn’t called cut, I need to continue...’

Since the Squad Leader has already given a signal with her eyes, he immediately continued.

He’s well aware of the Squad Leader’s current level; the ordinary slaughter knife in his hand could not be fatal. And having slaughtered before, this time it seemed exceptionally easy.

Snap!

A hand reached through the gap to grab the Squad Leader’s neck, lifting her into the air for a swift decapitation.

As expected.

Looking at the Squad Leader’s head held in hand, feeling the lingering vitality between the head and the smile left on it.

Luo Di immediately understood her general intention; the Squad Leader clearly wanted to enhance her role, even aligning herself more with the female lead, using her head as the medium to complete the film’s entire performance.

Coincidentally,

Luo Di was quite skilled at carrying the Squad Leader’s head.

Missing it slightly.

Roughly grabbing the Squad Leader’s head without any pity, exhibiting more of a murderer’s brutality, casually pulling out a bunch of hair and tying it to his waistband.

When this charm named Squad Leader’s head was completed,

Luo Di suddenly felt some cold strands of the Squad Leader’s hair drilling into his waistband, sticking to his skin, as if they were bound together to some extent.

No verbal interaction,

As for the plot change in front of him, Luo Di didn’t care, his role was to be a murderer, no matter how the target changed, he just needed to massacre the hotel before him.

In some ways, it was also a test for Luo Di, the new actor.

Pushing the door open.

Only the sound of rain and thunder outside could be heard in the top floor corridor,

The heavy sound of leather shoes treading in the corridor, Luo Di leaned his body forward, deliberately magnifying the sound of these footsteps, using even the tentacles at the soles of his feet to amplify the sound.

Making this sound so it could attach a ’gray’ layer, more easily seeping into others’ eardrums, sticking to the brain.

As soon as any slight movement came from inside the guest rooms passed by Luo Di,

The leather shoes would stop,

Turning to approach the door of the guest room,

Fingers in black leather gloves tapping at the door.

Thud!

Only tapping once each time,

At most tapping three times!

If the guest inside chose to open the door,

A pitch-black figure almost filling the doorway stood at the door, and the silver-white blade shining in the moonlight would simultaneously fall.

If choosing not to open the door, after three taps something would be heard burrowing into the keyhole, regardless of the seal set, the door would open.

Upon opening,

A gray mist would seep inside,

A ghastly mask would squeeze through the door gap.

Slaughter sounds echoed again and again on the hotel’s top floor, soon replaced by the sound of leather shoes.

Occasionally encountering residents who were rather strong and adept at escaping,

Struggling to dodge the initial few slashes, even managing to slip through the gap behind the murderer out of the guest room.

At this moment, the camera would switch to the bedroom door,

Showing that panicked face, the body just stepping past the guest room door, about to escape successfully, suddenly grabbed from behind by something.

Squeak squeak — a bizarre structural sound.

Only to see a gray tentacle wriggling incessantly, sticking to his body, slowly appearing before him, clearly a kind of life structure not found in Hell.

Wrapped all over the body, covering the face.

Directly pulling the whole person into it,

Leaving only the nail scratches on the floor, with no more life.

A suffocating sensation could be felt even across the screen.

Of course,

Filming is just filming.

Luo Di only used the prop machete, made from the most ordinary, attribute-less metal material. It appeared that he sliced these residents in two, and moonlight residue was left on the wound surface.

And the tentacles used were merely attached to their surface without penetrating internally.

Yet these worms with strong vitality appeared to be slaughtered,

But in reality, they would rapidly heal after Luo Di left the room and the camera shifted away. They would exit the shooting area via the room’s window and proceed to claim their boxed lunch behind the set.

However,

Their hands holding the lunchboxes would tremble uncontrollably, parts of their skins more or less stained with the cold gray of the moonlight.

They were all professional extras, demonstrating their true power as insects when facing Luo Di, yet were completely suppressed.

Such opponents were never seen by them before, such a strange oppressive sensation never experienced, upon reflecting, it seemed their death was announced the moment they heard the sound of leather shoes.

Luckily,

The opponent wasn’t an enemy, though a Spine, was also a regular actor in the Grand Theater.

...

Sighing ~ gray breath exhaled from the mouth.

The camera pulled away in the corridor of the hotel’s top floor,

The doors of all rooms occupied were wide open, blood streaming out had already gathered in the corridor, the massacre targeting the top floor was complete.

At this moment,

Luo Di sat in the last room.

Crack crack crack ~ The breathing carried sounds of bones shifting, the sound coming from the spine, particularly the top section.

The eyes beneath the mask were bloodshot, red veins threading through the eye.

The mere act of sitting exuded visible aura of malice.

Perhaps due to the effect of the studio,

Perhaps due to the effect of Game Brain in the Grand Theater,

Perhaps due to Luo Di’s obsession with his first acting scene,

Perhaps due to his pursuit as a murderer,

After complete slaughter of this floor, he was completely absorbed in the role, almost forgetting his own name, why he’s here, or why there was a girl’s head hanging at his waist.

All he knew was, tonight any living human staying in this hotel would be slaughtered like livestock.

Complete immersion, and portrayal of the film role, swiftly replenished his brain column (Game Brain) part, the entire Old Spine was nearing perfection.

Seeing the outline of the Old Spine protruding through the leather coat, an ancient aura permeated the room.

At this rate, it might not require complete filming to saturate the Old Spine.

The Old Spine constantly writhing on his back seemed eager to showcase itself.

After a brief rest,

Luo Di stood up,

Walking with heavy steps into the stairwell, continuing the massacre of the guests downstairs.

This hotel has three floors,

As Luo Di stepped down the stairs to the second floor, twisting his head side to side considering where to start the slaughter.

The nose under the mask smelled blood along with a peculiar scent mixed in the blood, a flavor he was familiar with.

Meanwhile, he heard sounds,

A sound of flesh breaking, alongside the sound of metal shattering...

Upon hearing the familiar metal sound, Luo Di was slightly stunned, the bloodshot on the surface of his eyes seemed to have a limit to retract, hinting he might return to consciousness.

But when he glanced at the head dangling at his waist, felt the cold black hair’s attachment,

He swiftly erased the distractions in his mind, returning to a fully absorbed acting state again.