Deep inside the Punishment Room, the Biological Modification Room.
Hundreds of Hell’s prisoners "voluntarily" came here to assist in a project.
According to Hook, as long as they cooperate, their sentences can be reduced; those who perform well might even get a chance to return to Hell.
The task is quite simple,
they need to hang a guide chain on themselves,
the other end of which is inserted into Luo Di’s left arm using a Hook.
These prisoners do not know exactly what they are supposed to do; they just stand there and wait for Mr. Hook’s orders.
Hook is arranging some kind of array.
Using various high-grade limbs as the foundation, he sets up a special Hell Array, then places comic book remnants at the center of the array.
"Luo Di, ready to start! If anything goes wrong, I’ll destroy these remnants to prioritize your safety."
"It seems you are quite confident~ you seem to have grown a lot during this time."
Hook’s ten fingers begin to manipulate invisible threads, adjusting the position of the limbs making up the array, and once they are all perfectly aligned, he activates the array!
In an instant, the high-quality limbs used to form the array are affected by the remnants, and an anomaly begins to appear as metal on their surfaces.
Hook snaps his fingers,
thin metal threads shoot out immediately from the limbs’ surfaces, piercing towards Luo Di standing at the edge of the array.
Through the coordination of the array and numerous limbs, the alien energies among the comic book remnants are steadily directed towards Luo Di’s "Punishment Room Arm."
It’s not just about stable transmission.
The energies detrimental to arm absorption will continue to diverge through the iron chain, directed towards hundreds of prisoners for them to bear.
With Mr. Hook’s assistance, Luo Di absorbs the [metal attribute] from the remnants.
even with the array stabilizing the energy transmission from the remnants,
even with hundreds of prisoners helping to share the detrimental components.
Luo Di’s left arm still encounters problems,
chaotic copper tubes begin to replace the original bones,
diverse gears start taking over the elbow,
the surface of the arm develops holes as thick as pinky fingers, releasing foul gas from within.
The flesh and blood within the arm begin to rot, and structures related to fish emerge.
As for the prisoners sharing the alienation, they are even worse off; their bodies start rapidly swelling, taking on a peculiar green hue, gas seeping from all seven orifices on their faces.
Below their abdomens, a spider-like metal contraption grows, replacing their legs and supporting their new bodies.
Mr. Hook hadn’t expected these few remnants to have such a powerful effect,
some mysterious, unknown higher world is channeling its influence through these unremarkable remnants, leading to such severe consequences.
『No wonder that human sought us out for cooperation... there’s something off about what’s behind this.』
Hook suddenly shouted, signaling the need to stop what they were doing as continuing would not only cost Luo Di his left arm but might also allow his mind to be invaded.
But Luo Di suddenly raised his head, gave a determined look, then fixed his gaze back on his left arm.
The ashen eyes stare fixedly at his deeply alienating arm, showing no hesitation... Great Slaughter.
Any alien matter daring to invade his arm is slaughtered in various forms.
the arm itself also sustains damage.
Precise Consciousness Slashes cut into the flesh, removing all rotted matter within, severing the dilapidated pipelines carrying rotting gas.
Soon, this left arm no longer resembles an ’arm.’
But any fish-related alien growth is immediately slaughtered.
Luo Di has lost count of how many times he has slaughtered his arm; the efficiency of the alien influence gradually starts to decrease.
The remnants in the Hell Array also seem to be yielding, with multiple slash marks appearing between the pages.
But as long as there’s any trace of alienation left, Luo Di must persist, never relaxing for a moment; this is a battle of endurance.
Hook, although wishing to go to the internet café to play games, has no choice but to grit his teeth and stay here.
Three days and nights passed.
The remaining pages had completely lost their color.
Under the mask, Luo Di’s scarlet eyes stared intently at the left arm,
No more anomalous substances formed.
The seemingly battered, scarred left arm, with no skin, had essentially completed a form of metal fusion.
Excitement overshadowed fatigue,
Luo Di instantly exerted force, snapping the Hooks attached to the surface of the left arm, twisting to turn, and delivering a horizontal slash!
The motion seemed to be a hand blade strike, intended to enhance the effect of the Consciousness Slash.
All the guilty souls affected by the anomaly were slain, and Luo Di bowed deeply to their corpses. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ N0v3l.Fiɾe.net
The remaining pages within the array were thoroughly drained and scattered in the wind.
Hook, who also hadn’t slept for three days, approached Luo Di and carefully examined his arm. Although still in a damaged state, as soon as Luo Di takes a proper rest, this arm will complete its structural replenishment.
This no longer falls within the scope of the Punishment Room Arm,
Its biological structure, adaptability, and energy transmission are on a higher level.
"Luo Di, you should quickly take a rest. In the next day or two, I need to perform structural analysis on your arm. The metal data obtained can be used for my modifications here.
Your perseverance is truly remarkable,
And you seem to have a good teacher regarding the use of [hands]."
"Yes... Otherwise, I wouldn’t have complete confidence, thanks to Senior Hook’s assistance."
Luo Di returned to the intensive care ward he once knew most, lying down to rest on a cold wire bed, feeling a bit worried about Lebeite’s situation during this time, but fatigue pulled him into sleep.
It had been a long time since he had slept so comfortably.
Just a vague feeling that something was touching his arm,
Sometimes lightly, sometimes patting, sometimes licking, sometimes scratching...
It started quite normal, but became more and more perverse.
To the extent that Luo Di, who still wanted to sleep a bit more, was forced to wake up.
Unbeknownst to him, both he and the bed he was sleeping on had been entirely moved to the Dean’s Office, corresponding to the Preaching Room of the Punishment Room.
Hook was probing the arm’s structure using fine Hooks, and applying a strange liquid to it. On the altar, dozens of sheets of paper about the structure were stacked.
"Luo Di, you’ve slept for two whole days. Your arm has long since self-repaired, and I couldn’t wait so I moved you over early.
The structural investigation is almost complete, so you’ll be free to leave shortly.
Thanks to you, I haven’t played games these days, my internet addiction has decreased quite a bit, and I’m finally able to focus on serious matters... Wait, wait, going online is actually serious business too."
Luo Di’s Consciousness swiftly awoke, instinctively moving his left arm in front of him.
The entire arm had transcended the human domain,
Its surface featured synthetic muscle textures and exposed hydraulic pipelines intertwined, joints embedded with energy rings of Punishment Room style, deceptively metal but perfectly fused with biological flesh.
Both flesh and metal were black, representing a higher biological form.
As Luo Di attempted to grasp with his fingers, he could feel, during the activity of each finger, the mechanical feedback and neural sensing occurring within the arm, allowing micro-adjustments to every detail.
"Creation of Torture Tools"
A high-grade beast trap of pure black, constructed from numerous thin lines and gear structures, was brought into being,
Even the metal teeth transformed into movable chainsaw structures, capable of cutting once the target is clamped.
Furthermore, the beast trap could move freely, relocate, and independently excavate soil to conceal itself.
Following this, owing to the loss of the Hell Weapon during the anomaly event, Luo Di tried self-construction.
A chainsaw sword, exuding a pitch-black sheen, grew from the palm of the left arm, with a more intense biological style, resembling teeth able to quickly tear tissue apart.
Also because Luo Di was in Hell,
Due to changes in the Punishment Room Arm, Hell Will required updating information on this Great Demon.
≮Great Demon Luo Di (Lo’di) had his limb structure comprehensively reconstructed; the original "Punishment Room Left Arm" had been transformed into "Prometheus’ Hand"≯