Deep in the Living-Chapter 901 - 880: Seven

Moon City, Sports Center.

The training with the Pope just ended for the group of six. Although they were eager to go online, they dared not express it, so they slowly walked out of the venue step by step, pretending to chat casually with the Pope along the way.

Exiting the main gate,

a smell like fermented cloth strips along with garlic wafted directly to them,

"Meisiduo..." Lai turned around, just about to say something, but his words stalled. Because the state of the cloth man seemed off, his head was being carried in his hand.

At this moment, Luo Di placed his hand on a few of their shoulders, "Lai, you guys go to the internet café and rest, I have something to discuss with the cloth man."

"Alright, Pope."

Lai vaguely sensed something but didn't point it out, he just led his companions to the internet café.

Sports Center, actual combat area.

The cloth man's head was tied to his waist by a cloth bag,

there was nothing at the severed neck, it was empty inside, overflowing with white light, as if another space existed.

He reached out and touched the metal wall here, his words seeped directly from his fingertips, white worms wrote a string of changeable characters on the wall.

≮ Is such a metallic structure your creation? ≯

Luo Di nodded in response, "Yes, during the selection for the Prison Director, I got access to the building materials of the Central Prison.

At that time I discovered a similarity in the metal of my left arm.

Over these two years, although I devoted most of my energy to searching for the 'road', I also spent some time on prison matters.

After all, I am the Reform Envoy of the Prison Director.

Now I can create similar prison structures, perhaps it will have a magical effect when I go to the Central Prison in the future."

The Moon God's thoughts seemed to jump around, then talked about something else,

≮ The entire Moon Death Star, on the surface, looks unchanged, but in actuality, you've built it into a filming set. In the existing field area, you can control time, or rather reverse time.

Mura is a genius with much potential, but sadly trapped by too much madness.

I underestimated you, your progress speed might barely keep up.

However, you can't stay here any longer, I can feel your growth is slowing down. ≯

"Does Moon God have any good destinations?"

≮ The cloth man knows that place, he will take you there. With your current level, you can survive there, barely stay alive ≯

"Many thanks."

Luo Di's expression didn't change much outwardly, but inside he was quite shocked.

Indeed,

he maintained high-intensity training battles every day, which worked great at first but had dropped off recently. He didn't expect a mere glance would be all it took for the Moon God to see through it.

At this moment,

white light started to seep out from the cloth man's neck, the Moon God's Divine Sense was about to dissipate.

Unexpectedly, Luo Di suddenly stepped forward, seizing this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity,

"Moon God, it was just a validation of my personal combat effectiveness. I haven't yet had the chance to spar with you.

Back in the Original Dungeon, encountering the escape of Emperor Mura's single wisp of Divine Sense, his strength left me in awe.

Thinking that your Divine Sense this time should be more, more complete, I want to spar, I want to test how much difference there is between myself and the Central Prison.

I want to get there sooner, to meet you sooner."

The dissipating whiteness suddenly froze, as if paused in midair.

Immediately after,

the white began to solidify, forming a miniature moon atop the cloth man's head, a sinister yet bright face appeared.

Buzz... a sudden ringing in the ears!

In a blink, the entire area was dyed white,

Luo Di could no longer feel the floor beneath him, as if suspended in deep space, or perhaps stepping on worms.

However,

his focus never shifted.

He kept gazing at the miniature moon, staring at the pale center,

Luo Di seemed to see something, something that only a Special Education Transformation Envoy could see.

It was what the Prison Director marked on death row inmates through special means.

It was a kind of number,

representing the identity of the death row inmates, danger level, divinity concentration.

[7]

Death row inmate ranking, seventh in order.

"White Cancer, the improper old Moon, the ultimate deception, beyond the three rings, Master of Worms, Pale King" - Moon God. Lunar (Lunar)

A plethora of titles infiltrated Luo Di's brain with the white,

yet Luo Di did not panic, was not afraid, but rather became thrilled.

He spent six months, finding his unique path under Emperor Mura's guidance.

Then spent another one and a half years walking this path, practicing every night, without a moment's rest.

But,

those sparring with Luo Di, after all, were not entities from the Central Prison.

He would continually hypothesize scenarios in his mind day and night,

speculating how with his current strength he would fare against that "Skin Bag Guest," sadly with too little reference data, he couldn't make a correct assumption.

Finally,

a real death row inmate, through Possession, appeared before him, the opportunity had arrived.

Luo Di's face was adorned with a smile unique to himself, and amidst the intense pale moonlight, he somehow danced with steps.

In an absolutely perfect moonlight dance, he retreated backwards,

even though the Moon God had already reached the true size of a planet, even though the endless whiteness had enveloped him.

However,

since Luo Di lacked divinity, he wasn't affected by such intense divine influence.

Also, because his divine status remained an empty shell, the whiteness wouldn't stain or fill him.

He was a solitary existence, already rejected by the universe.

The blade sliced through the moonlight membrane, striking towards the planet's actual body.

…

Central Prison, special cell.

A prison personally designed by the Prison Director, specifically for detaining this Moon God.

Even after the Prison Director's death, this prison hasn't been opened, and other death row inmates merely monitor it through surveillance equipment.

This cell is far from as huge as imagined,

and what's inside isn't some planet,

3×3×3m

Constructed with completely reflective materials, the walls are spaced out with multiple layers of metal, each layer equipped with photosensitive detection devices, and a level one alarm would sound if any light infiltration is detected.

In such a small cubic cell, there's merely a painting board covered with a rag.

The rag's origin is extraordinary—it was taken from the Tomb of the Gods, a shroud of a certain dark will, still bearing ancient ink traces.

Every design is intended to suppress the existence depicted and imprisoned on that painting board.

Just then,

the painting board trembled slightly,

a kind of white liquid paint slowly flowed out,

however,

this anomalous scene lasted only a frame before returning to normal.

Theoretically, such a minuscule change wouldn't even trigger a basic alarm, hence no one would notice it.

In the central prison's surveillance room, any personnel once responsible there had been erased by the death row inmates.

However,

amongst the surveillance images seemed nested an enormous eyeball,

"just happened" to notice this scene, as if any changes occurring at the central prison would be watched by it.

Such anomaly was swiftly reported upward.

…

Late night,

Moon City streets.

Luo Di walked down the street at the pace of a normal person,

even in the late night, the streets were still bustling, and upon seeing Luo Di, the lord, none bowed, they just greeted him amiably, treating him as an ordinary person.

Tonight, Luo Di seemed very happy,

he came to a barbecue stall below the apartment, bought many skewers and two servings of roasted brain flowers.

When he carried these things back to the room, the guest room's light was still on, and the dishes on the dining table were covered with a warming lid.

Thump thump thump~

He reached out to knock on the guest room door, and only after getting permission did he push the door open.

Wearing pink pajamas, a headband, and glasses, Hua Yuan was buried in creating, but upon smelling the barbecue, she immediately showed a displeased expression.

"I left food for you, why buy such unhealthy street stuff."

"Celebrating something." Luo Di waved the two bottles of wine in his hand.

"What's up? Who did you mess with today?"

Luo Di didn't respond but pulled Hua Yuan over to eat.

Skewers and drinks consumed,

Luo Di casually talked about a matter, a decision he had made: "Hua Yuan, from now on, you just stay here… I'll gradually settle things.

Just focus on drawing your comics and live well here."

Hua Yuan's sitting posture completely changed, one foot on another chair, one foot crossed in front, "Of course, I know I've fallen behind you, damn it, I thought I'd work hard and follow you to save the world together.

What's more, Wu Wen surely keeps up with you.

Really envy you guys, it's boring, I'm going to sleep now."

"I'm going to take a shower, you wanna join? I can scrub your back."

Hua Yuan paused a moment,

For the past two years, Luo Di had never been proactive, such words sounded completely unreal to her, and the intoxication faded quite a bit.

"You're acting weird today?"

"I might leave tomorrow."

"Central Prison?"

"No."

"What does it matter, you're just gonna come back anyway. Since you insist on helping me, I reluctantly agree."

"Thank you, Hua Yuan, happy New Year."

"F**k you, don't be so cheesy, hurry and go shower."