[Capital-World Headquarters]
Luo Di returned here alone, and the first thing he did was contact an internal director at the General Administration responsible for managing the Pseudo-Person corpses to make a special request.
The request was very strange,
at least no previous investigator had ever made a similar request.
Luo Di not only needed a Pseudo-Person corpse, but he also needed the height, arm span, head size, skin color, and certain structural features of the pituitary to meet specific requirements.
Given Luo Di’s special status, the General Administration cooperated fully,
finding a corpse that met the requirements through the national network from the Mercury City Investigation Bureau.
Luo Di did not request the corpse to be sent over; instead, he went personally to Mercury City, asking the other side not to take any action on the corpse before his arrival.
A pitch-black Crow Colt sped down the highway, far faster than any car,
and when it arrived at the Mercury City Investigation Bureau, the investigator responsible for reception at the door was startled by the form of the Crow Colt and the aura Luo Di carried with him, momentarily left speechless.
"Umm... Detective Roddy, please allow me to take you to the morgue; the Pseudo-Person corpse you need is inside. Is there anything else you need help with? We can provide corpse transportation services here."
Luo Di dismounted, and the Crow Colt instantly transformed into a flock of crows, retreating into his body.
He leaned close, gazing at the young investigator, who, in terms of age, was actually similar to him.
"I just need you to do one thing: while I am in the morgue, no one is allowed to approach. After I leave, you can handle it yourselves."
The young investigator originally wanted to ask more but found that Luo Di, who had been standing at the door, had already disappeared without a trace.
[Deep within the Morgue]
Luo Di walked here, as gray smoke seeped from beneath his feet through every gap in the mortuary cabinets, quickly identifying the most perfect corpse.
He opened the corpse bag,
and placed it on the center floor of the morgue.
Then he took a prepared piece of paper from his pocket, on which the required ritual runes were drawn.
Luo Di slit his own wrist, drawing the same runes in blood, with the corpse positioned at the very center.
He pulled out a strand of special golden hair and inserted it into the corpse’s mouth.
Luo Di used his fingernail to cut a crack at the corner of the corpse’s face.
As the width and depth of the crack reached the "standard"... buzz! A connection was directly established, linking some monster within the corner to the corpse.
The corpse sat upright, limping away with Luo Di’s support from the Investigation Bureau.
Many staff members at the Investigation Bureau witnessed this scene, watching as Detective Roddy supported a resurrected, blonde-haired corpse.
But when they tried to use their abilities to probe and perceive the state of the corpse,
it was as if they saw a terrifying scene that caused some of the investigators who were adept at perception to faint.
[Luxury Intercity Bus]
In a separate compartment,
the blonde youth explored everything as if he had been born into this world for the first time, even licking things with his tongue.
"Luo Di, is there such a rush? The city where I descended looks quite unique, and I wanted to try the local delicacies before leaving."
"When we get there, naturally, there will be good food, and you can eat on the bus too. How about some hot pot?"
"Wow! You can actually have fresh hot pot on the bus? Let’s try it out! Back when we were traveling on the road in the corner, if we were hungry, we could only eat some emergency rations.
Speaking of which, humans don’t seem as strong as imagined; rather, they seem quite weak.
But I guess not the entire race can be strong. Thɪs chapter is updated by novel-fire.ɴet
Luo Di, where are we going? Are we going to meet some powerful human?"
"You could say that."
"I’m a bit excited, curious about who will be stronger compared to my father."
Soon, the exclusive bus attendant brought in authentic Sichuan hot pot to the compartment and even sliced beef rolls on site.
Lebeite had only read descriptions of hot pot in novels,
and as he compared it with his family dishes, he found himself unknowingly moved to tears while eating, even making the things inside him restless.
as Lebeite began to embrace human life, it seemed like even his pituitary was slowly changing.
[Jupiter City - Fifth Hospital Gate]
The security guard at the entrance immediately recognized Luo Di and knew he was there to see the Dean.
"The Dean is not in the office today; you can first contact the Deputy Dean if you have anything. The Dean specifically instructed that today he has urgent matters, and his phone won’t be reachable."
Luo Di looked helpless, "Isn’t it that he has urgent matters today, but probably has urgent matters every day?"
"Haha, the Dean is indeed very busy, but if there’s really trouble in the hospital, he’ll rush back in time. The development of the Fifth Hospital to its current state owes much to the Dean’s leadership."
After a brief chat, Luo Di didn’t waste time, as he knew exactly where the Dean was.
Just as he was about to leave, he noticed Lebeite stood still, looking at the hospital with a puzzled expression.
"Is this... a human building?"
"Lebeite, can you sense something different?"
Lebeite let his parted golden hair fall in front of him, half-covering his eyes. "Though there are many humans active inside, along with numerous Pseudo-Persons held, there’s also something that doesn’t belong to humans, something very painful.
What is this, Luo Di?"
"Follow me and you’ll know."
[Deep Blue Internet Cafe]
Returning to this shop again,
Luo Di stood at the entrance without going in immediately.
Because he sensed a Hellish presence, even more pronounced than at the Fifth Hospital. When he came here last time, it was clearly a normal internet cafe.
As he pushed the door open, ashes unexpectedly wafted out.
In the blink of an eye,
What Luo Di saw was a cafe hung with hooks, filled with Hell Metal and biological cerebrum grooves, while the surveillance cameras inside were purely eyeballs.
But upon closer inspection, it reverted to a normal structure.
Though slightly overheated, the interior couldn’t suppress the enthusiasm of the players.
Luo Di vaguely felt, possibly an illusion, that as these players continued to surf the internet, their hands seemed to be connecting with the mouse’s metallic structure, and their bodies underwent minute changes.
Perhaps it was this subtle physical change that attracted them to this place, and there were quite a few waiting for a spot.
As Luo Di was about to head to the private room, he suddenly stopped and looked at the boy managing the internet from behind the counter.
This boy, burdened with heavy bags and dark circles under his eyes, had an eye that showed a metallic hue.
"Mr. Di! Some senior folks are gaming in the private room, you’d better bring some cold drinks over."
"Alright~ have you been to Hell?"
Luo Di didn’t ask more and quickly headed to the private room.
Wow! As he slid the door open, the scene inside differed slightly.
The three seniors had just finished a game, or rather, they hadn’t started a new game, seemingly waiting for Luo Di and his friend’s arrival.
Lebeite had long sensed an anomaly and was already on guard since entering the cafe.
As he followed Luo Di into this private room, he froze at the entrance, his outer shell detecting extreme danger and breaking into a cold sweat.
At the same time, he utilized the vision of his inner monster to see an incredibly exaggerated scene.
What lay before him wasn’t a private room,
But the deepest layer of an underground cavern,
Where three hundred-meter pillars rose from the ground, each supporting an oppressive throne,
The largest, resembling a stage lifted by ten thousand people, piled with, crowded and crammed with layers of grayish-white fat.
Different pieces of fat were connected by black drapes, and they needed to be completely bundled to barely fit on the throne.
A mountaintop-like fat mass embedded with a giant head covered with a red curtain, exuding endless cognitive pressure without showing a face.
Current vapors seeped from underneath the curtain, seemingly capable of dragging people onto the stage, becoming a performer within.
Made of countless torture devices, hooks drooped down from the throne’s surroundings.
The throne itself was like a prison, imprisoning a being clad in a Pitch Black Leather Jacket inside, dense chains grew from the chair back attaching to his back.
Chains also hung in front of this person, obscuring the face, with metal chains seemingly moving up and down in his mouth.
Constructed from spine brimming with nerves, an intensely brilliant flaming giant Eye hovered above, fixated on the two intruders.
Currently, a hand covered in eyeballs was reaching out, seemingly intending to deliver death to the two.
Lebeite, though far inferior in rank to the opponent, felt no fear or inclination to flee and intended to fight with all his might.
At that moment, a voice rang,
"Hurry up, bring me a Coke! It’s so hot!"
The giant arm full of eyeballs suddenly turned into an ordinary human arm, not grabbing at them but merely asking for a drink.
The arm belonged to a refined man with glasses, whose fiery red pupils were exceptionally exquisite.
On the left was a fat man whose belly completely protruded from his open shirt, with no mysterious curtain on his face and a cigarette dangling from his mouth as he puffed away.
On the right stood a disheveled old man, absent of torture devices and chains, enjoying a fragrant bowl of instant noodles.
The so-called thrones didn’t exist at all,
Merely worn-out, crumbling gaming chairs.