Deep in the Living

Chapter 143 Good News

I don’t know how long it’s been,

The squad leader, who was lying beside the hospital bed, smacked his lips as if he was dreaming about delicious food, until he bit the pillow and slowly woke up.

As her vision cleared up, she saw Rody, with his head wrapped in bandages, staring at her through the gap. She was so frightened that she sat up straight.

"Ah~ You're awake."

The squad leader wiped away his saliva while waking up his still fuzzy brain.

"Have you passed the sisterhood assessment?"

"It's over, it's over~ They've already left, you can use your hell abilities without worry."

"Ah."

The sound of the back moving was heard in the ward.

Streams of hot fresh bone marrow immediately flowed throughout his body, and the hot steam spread on the bed. Rody's body temperature directly exceeded 50℃. And the cells in his body could actually function normally and even efficiently under such a high temperature.

The squad leader propped his chin up with both hands. "It must be unpleasant to be suppressed, right? If you were allowed to use the hell form, that pervert would probably be killed by you in two moves."

“Simple killing does not provide nutrition to the spine.

This is exactly the feeling I need. I will probably participate in the competition as Mr. D in the future.

After only three games, especially the last one, my spine is already half full. This pure fighting seems to be in line with the taste of real hell. "

The monitor forced out a gentle smile as he did at school, "I guessed ahead of time that you would like this place, but I didn't expect you to like it so much... It seems that you are not only enjoying the fighting, but also the attention from the audience.

Anyway, thank you for your hard work."

The squad leader stretched out his hand on his own initiative, perhaps because the touch was completely different, or perhaps for some other reason.

Rody quickly moved his arm back to the bed and turned his eyes to the ceiling. "Can I attend the rally next week?"

"Yes, seven days later."

"Besides disguising yourself as Mr. D, is there anything else I should be aware of?"

"There's nothing special to pay attention to. I'll remind you of some details before we leave. You just came back from the brink of death, so have a good rest."

"Wu Wen..." Luo Di suddenly tilted his head and called out the monitor's real name, "What is your ultimate purpose in trying to get me to join the sisterhood? Although I am also very interested, this matter needs to be made clear in advance."

The squad leader did not respond immediately, but reached into the quilt and grabbed Rody's hand again, this time holding it tightly.

“Although hell has reborn me, my essence remains unchanged, and this corner will be my final destination.

The constraints of the Sisterhood and Isabella's death left me with only one path to follow... and it was a path that was difficult to follow alone."

Rody didn't respond, but he didn't pull his hand away either.

Just when the atmosphere was a little strange,

Ding Dong!

The ward doorbell rang.

"Please come in."

The person who pushed the door open was the owner of the fighting gym, who was the size of a double-door refrigerator, wearing a pure white suit and holding a pig's head full of stitches in his hands.

"Mr. D, your pig head has been repaired. By the way, do you have air conditioning in here? Why is it so hot?"

The boss was so hot that he took off his suit and put the pig's head on the bed.

"Is there a problem?"

After being asked coldly by Rody, the boss suddenly realized that he seemed to have come at the wrong time.

The boss looked up at the female member who was sitting on the bed opposite, wrapped in a latex suit, and then shifted his gaze back to Rody.

"Ahem! Long story short, long story short! I'm here to report some good news to you. The Investigation Bureau seems to be very concerned about your performance and wants you to go there directly after you are discharged from the hospital.

The death row prisoner K who was killed by you belongs to the Research Bureau.

After the above consultations, it was decided that the pituitary gland of a death row prisoner would be given to you, and it is very likely that they want to train you as an investigator.

The specific operation is none of my business. I just came by to inform you that we may be colleagues in the future.

As long as you join the Investigation Bureau, you will naturally become a member of the Mercury Group.

Congratulations in advance!
If Mr. D did not choose to accept the pituitary gland of the death row prisoner K and still maintains his human identity, you are welcome to continue to come to my fighting hall. I promise to arrange the best fighting opponent for you and adjust the share ratio between us as much as possible. "

"It will come."

After getting Mr. D's response, the boss left satisfied.

The squad leader took off his latex suit again and fanned his chest quickly with his hands.

"The Bureau of Investigation is quite generous. The pituitary gland of the death row inmate is mature and special after all, and is very valuable. It is enough to create a good official investigator. They gave it to me right away.

How are you going to use it?"

"Looking at it in detail, it's most likely used to pay off debts. Mr. Hawke owes too much."

"Don't worry~ You are his now, why would you return it? If you can use it, try to use it yourself. Even if it increases your combat power, it is a good thing."

"I'll go see it after I'm discharged from the hospital."

With the vitality energy provided by the squad leader and the assistance of the Hell Spine, the skull injury was quickly repaired.

He was discharged from the hospital just one day later. To ensure that his human identity would not be exposed, Rody still had dense bandages wrapped around his head, pretending that he had not recovered yet.

of course,

It is impossible to expose.
As long as the squad leader is present, part of her "disguise" can be separated. Some kind of parasite-like substance has been implanted under Roddy's skin to assist in the camouflage.

Although Rody's match last night had just ended less than 24 hours ago, the craze about D has already spread throughout the underground Eden, and newly painted graffiti of [D] can be seen on many walls.

Using the mask image as the theme, draw a large letter D with bright red paint.

Rody could only deepen his disguise, pull down his hood, and try not to reveal his identity.

The monitor was very interested in such widespread dissemination.

"It only took three games to spread his reputation. Maybe I can continue to use the identity of Mr. D in this way. It can be used to deal with some things that are inconvenient for Rody.

Right, Mr. Dee?"

Luo Di did not respond but raised another question, "Are there similar underground cities in other parts of the country?"

“Yes, but not on such a large scale as here.

However, since the Mercury Group has made a lot of money from this underground place, they will definitely invest in more and bigger [dark projects] in other cities. If you are in another city at that time, you only need to contact the group as Mr. Di, and perhaps they can meet your special needs. "

"Ah."

Suddenly, Rody's stomach growled.

"Is there a restaurant or something down here?"

"You probably won't like it, so let's go out and buy something normal to take home."

This statement aroused Rody's curiosity.

"What do people usually eat in the Underground Garden of Eden?"

The squad leader shrugged, "Since all these things down there are shady, the same must be true for food."

"people?"

“It’s not that bad, but it’s almost there.

Some of the so-called human elites are either older or in poor health when they immigrated here.

It is basically impossible for them to accept something as stimulating as the pituitary gland, nor can they strengthen their bodies through exercise like young people.

Some of them don’t want to grow old, and even want to gain the ‘power of a pseudo-human’, and are willing to spend a lot of money to eat some special meat, even though this meat is likely to be useless, they still want to give it a try. ”

Luo Di frowned when he heard this. "Are you saying that the fake people killed in the Fighting Hall will be dealt with in this way?"

“I’ve only heard of it, I haven’t eaten it.

I still prefer to eat cooked food, the food you cook, Luodi! How about we go to the market to buy vegetables? Then go home and cook together to see who cooks the best?
Then we rented some DVDs to watch, to celebrate the success of our operation!"

"Well... I'll buy some steamed buns or something to fill my stomach."

Having just heard the squad leader's description, when Roddy passed by an underground shop selling grilled sausages at high prices, he had no appetite at all even though the sausages smelled delicious.

(End of this chapter)