Deep in the Living
Chapter 419 - 407 Original Body

Chapter 419: Chapter 407 Original Body

A few hours ago, [the next day] had just begun not long ago.

While most people were following the broadcast to find the supermarket.

A man with his entire body painted pale, wearing no clothes, strutted down the street with his dry, wrinkled stomach.

His right hand holding a peculiar balloon, a balloon made using skin, and upon close inspection, one could see facial features and limb structures on the balloon’s surface.

Due to the security of the villa being nullified, the clown could only turn his servant into a balloon structure to carry conveniently, allowing it to float to safety in moments of danger, avoiding being killed.

Strangely enough.

The stark naked clown walked right down the street, mingling among the zombies.

For some unknown reason, the zombies didn’t see him as a target, only a few rare breeds might notice his anomaly.

The clown wasn’t searching for the supermarket but was instead searching among the villas, as if looking for someone.

Soon, he caught a scent, a smell of pork, emanating from one of the villas.

The zombies surrounding the villa quickly inflated like balloons and burst.

Creaaaak!

The clown easily broke the door lock, entered, and simultaneously sealed the windows and doors with balloon membranes.

He temporarily released the servant balloon from his hand, squatting before a pot of meat soup that had long gone cold.

He looked at the wire at the bottom of the pot and lightly licked the surface with his tongue, tasting someone’s flavor.

Immediately after, he picked up the pot of cold, thick meat soup and gulped it down, then turned his gaze to the pork scattered on the floor, which hadn’t been dealt with, feasting on it heartily.

Burp!

An enormous belch roared out, his exaggerated stomach slightly shrinking with the expulsion of carbon dioxide.

Not only had he filled his stomach, but he had also recollected Luo Di’s unique pheromones from the pork.

But the direction the pheromones pointed to was different from the supermarket’s direction.

The clown didn’t hurry to set off but waited quietly, needing to confirm that Luo Di and others weren’t searching for the supermarket but had an alternative purpose.

Sure enough,

Half an hour later, through perception, he discovered that Luo Di and the others hadn’t deviated from their route, always heading in one direction.

Although the clown was somewhat apprehensive of the woman floating beside Luo Di, "some reason" compelled him to follow.

Still holding the balloon,

he smoothly arrived at the sensing location without any zombie attacks.

Feeling the cold wind blowing from the depths of the garage, even the clown couldn’t help shiver, pulling a balloon over his head, then pulled out his distinctive suspender suit from within, putting it on.

And because he sensed an intense danger, the clown went to a nearby garbage station, stuffing the servant-representing balloon inside, preventing elimination due to the servant being killed.

Treading softly on a cushion, he silently proceeded towards the deepest part,

with every step taken,

his body slowly began to float,

his stomach increasingly resembling an inflated balloon,

his legs slowly degenerating,

his smile gradually becoming rigid, almost like a stick figure.

Until he became a smiling face floating in the air,

when the balloon reached the lowest underground garage level.

Splat!

A zombie arm, cut far longer than usual, flew over,

upon closer inspection, the entire underground garage was scattered and hung with all kinds of zombie arms.

The red balloon swiftly entwined with the nearest severed arm, using the balloon string as a transmission medium, infusing threads of red into it.

He seemed to want to "transfer" his body into the arm.

The balloon gradually deflated,

in exchange, the zombie arm slightly glowed red.

Suddenly, as if realizing something, the clown decisively abandoned loading himself into the arm, the red reversing back into the balloon.

The expression on the red balloon’s surface changed from a smile to a cry.

The balloon then turned to the exit of the underground garage, completely blocked by a horde of zombies, piled up to form a small mountain outside.

Previously, it wasn’t that the zombies dared not approach this underground garage, but they were controlled by some entity, deliberately allowing entry, then completely sealing off.

...

[Half an hour later]

Confronting the source of the zombies, this massive meat mountain accumulated at the center of the basement.

Yu Lu always hung on Luo Di’s back in the form of a backpack, neither using any death-related abilities nor employing the hanging rope.

Just hanging like that, it truly looked like a schoolbag.

Only Luo Di, Wu Wen, and Wu Wen’s controlled minions were involved in the direct confrontation.

They repeatedly tried to penetrate the interior of the meat mountain, but neither Luo Di’s cutting nor the Squad Leader’s physical destruction had any effect.

The regeneration speed of this meat mountain had surpassed understanding, far exceeding their destruction speed.

Luo Di was completely immersed in the slaughter, and hacking the meat mountain in front of him still allowed him to collect the corpses he wanted more completely.

The corpse lying in the pituitary space now lacked only a head, which couldn’t be completed by hacking through ordinary zombies; he had to think of another way.

Suddenly~ swoosh!

All arms retracted into the corpse mountain.

Luo Di thus swung at empty air, shaking his head vigorously to withdraw himself from the state of slaughter.

Crackling~ the Old Spine wriggled, Hell instincts felt a strong sense of danger emanating from the corpse mountain ahead.

Luo Di instinctively grabbed the Squad Leader’s wrist and jumped back.

The Squad Leader also pulled back her servant, the blonde girl, retreating together.

Due to the potential threat of the clown, Luo Di still kept his eyes closed, sensing the surroundings through the spreading gray, which had tainted the meat mountain due to the recent series of massacres.

Currently,

This meat mountain actually started to condense, like a star on the verge of collapse.

All zombies constituting the meat mountain instantly compressed into a pure white pulsating heart, with eyes and a mouth growing on its surface.

A dry voice emerged from the mouth:

『Attacker pheromones collected, virus transcription underway, basic gene coding complete, zombie body being generated...』

Luo Di directly grew a scythe-shaped torture device from his left arm and fully hurled it forward.

The high-speed flying scythe, with its spiked structure, was about to cleave the heart,

Smack!

A slap directly shattered the scythe to pieces,

A zombie arm grew out from the heart’s side, with a white eyeball on the arm watching everything.

Following that,

Centered on the heart, a pure white zombie body formed, taking less than a second for the entire process.

Aged white hair spilled over the shoulders, corresponding to a middle-aged man over fifty years old.

It was precisely Jia Wen, the First Generation Zombie, previously seen in the waiting area as the right hand of Mr. Questionmark.

Though he looked the same, the physique of this Jia Wen in front of them was even stronger, with robust arms growing eyeballs and having claw-like forelimb structures.

"Being able to find this hidden location indicates someone among you can acquire my DNA, a very special adaptation ability.

You may clear the level earlier, but there’s a larger possibility of being eliminated early.

Ten minutes, as long as you can survive ten minutes without me killing you, you will pass the second level."

The gray left on the opponent by Luo Di continued to sense Jia Wen’s form, feeling the physical traits of the opponent.

Beneath the seemingly pure white skin was an extremely solid hard layer, likely even a chainsaw couldn’t cut through it, and the Squad Leader’s physical destruction would be ineffective too.

Just as the opponent had said,

This form was obtained by collecting pheromones from the two of them.

Luo Di decisively retracted the chainsaw, returning to the most primitive form of the knife handle, he had to change his attack style to possibly confront such an existence head-on.

"What is that?"

Through the gray, Luo Di sensed something else, a special virus protection layer formed in Jia Wen’s head area, constructed at great cost, preventing some form of mental interference.

However,

Neither Luo Di nor Yu Lu specialized in this area.

"No, the Squad Leader is skilled in physical combat, and the recent battle performance was primarily physical, what is this guy defending against? Assuming that the clown also followed me here..."

Buzz!

Jia Wen had already arrived before the two.

"Facing me, and still distracted? You’re eliminated."

The claws suddenly tore open Luo Di’s flesh, a kick to the chest! Crack!

Luo Di’s upper body was torn into five pieces, slammed heavily by a kick, his ribs snapped... boom! The shattered body slammed into the wall, his life and death unknown.

Even with Yu Lu backpack slightly cushioning, the Old Spine also cracked.

Even Yu Lu’s mouth corner was bleeding...