Deep in the Living

Chapter 296 Special Tumor Citizens

“It’s so hot. It’s so hot!”

Agatha, who was sleeping soundly, was awakened by the heat that was beyond her tolerance.

Metal is very heat-resistant, but the heat in the room is not just a matter of temperature. It's more like some kind of strong light shining on her body, giving her a heartburning feeling.

When I opened my eyes, the whole room was filled with hot steam and the temperature in the living room was nearly 100℃.

"Roddy?"

Agatha slid her monastic leather coat open along the center line, taking off her clothes for the first time, or more accurately, pulling her clothes off.

Steel tubes as thick as little fingers were installed inside the clothes, mostly in the back area, deeply inserted into Agatha's body, and are now being pulled out one by one.

The metal tube surface inside the leather jacket was covered with sweat. Agatha walked barefoot towards the bedroom, and the source of the heat was inside.

He pushed open the unlocked door and poked his puzzled head inside.

I saw Rody was using water with a high content of germs to shower his glowing back. There was no need to worry about getting infected, because the germs would burn him to death as soon as they touched his back.

"Why is your spine glowing... and so hot? Did you go to the lighthouse last night?"

Agatha reacted very quickly and noticed at a glance that the light was somewhat similar to a lighthouse.

After seeing Rody nod in the affirmative, she had no intention of hiding anything and just walked into the bathroom and came behind Rody.

Many special touches came from the back.

In addition to a relatively soft and large touch, you can also feel a hard, cold columnar structure touching the lower part of the spine.

"Let me help you cool down. It'll be better than a shower...it might hurt a little."

"Ah."

Rody did not refuse, because he had been in the shower for a whole hour and there was no sign of cooling down, so he could only pin his hopes on Agatha.

A steel pipe was inserted through the skin on the back and into the body.

Several more were inserted in succession.

Heat is removed through metal conduction with extremely high efficiency.

About half an hour later,

Agatha left the bathroom first and put on her monk's leather coat again.
A minute later, Rody walked out slowly, holding on to the wall, with one hand on his waist, feeling as if his whole body was hollowed out.

“I’ve read in a book that the lighthouse’s eyeball was donated by a demon king among the Spine… That demon king’s name is Oculus, and he’s the most special one among the Spine. Even the evil play envied him for his use of his eyeball.

He has not developed his own spinal nature, and has been good at using his eyes and paying attention to his eyeballs since birth.

His obsession with the eyeball directly affected the development of the spine, causing the spine, which should have been the core, to move closer to the eyeball and gradually transform into a structure with the eyeball as the core.

Initially he was ostracized even in Chaos Hive, with most Spinemen believing he wouldn't get far and would soon die on the battlefield.

Until he completed his demonic ascension, until he reached the pinnacle of spine master step by step, there was no more gossip… In fact, because of his precedent, some spine masters no longer emphasized the development of the spine, but tried their best to find the aspects in which they are best and most proficient.

His attainments in vision are even higher than some of the eyeballs in the pranks.

Such a being actually took the initiative to communicate with you. Sure enough, the Spine Master attaches great importance to you. "

"Oculus..."

When Rody pronounced the name, he felt a slight itch in his eyeballs, as if a second eyeball was about to grow underneath them.

If he completes his apostolic journey, he will naturally return to the hive to visit this person.

Moreover, Rody was really worried that the Demon King would go to the human world through the torture chamber.

but,

Last night's conversation gave Rody a very strange feeling. Although the demon king related to the eyeballs spoke unpleasantly, he did not have the oppressive feeling that the tyrant brought. Instead, he gave a more peaceful and easy-to-communicate feeling.

"I'll go back and see what this person's attitude is... I have a feeling that he might be different from regular spine users, and he won't rashly launch an invasion even if he comes into contact with the human world."

"Rodi, didn't you say that person arranged a teammate for us to fill the 'ability gap'? Since we have nothing to do now, how about going over and taking a look together?"

"Let's go."

The two people who had just gone downstairs and were about to go to the lighthouse, their stomachs growled almost at the same time. They had been traveling the whole day yesterday and their stomachs were empty.

And it would be a very sad thing to associate this state of hunger with a city of cancer inhabitants.

Although the city illusion can affect the vision, it cannot affect the taste. What you eat is what you get. The two spent a full hour looking for a restaurant, but ended up back at square one. Not only did they not eat anything, but they also felt a strong sense of nausea, as if dozens of little people were beating their stomachs.

Agatha usually eats in the monastery, and she also cannot accept the heavy taste of the tumor residents.

"The diet of tumor patients is like this. They rarely process the food ingredients, and they think that their own body growth is the best food ingredient, which can bring better absorbed nutrients.

I have also read in books that many tumor patients open shops by relying on the unique taste of their tumors or the delicate and delicious taste of the hyperplastic flesh.

I should have thought of bringing more food from the previous town."

Rody's gaze had already shifted to the mount house on the side of the inn, to the black pig mount that belonged to Agatha, and he swallowed his saliva.

Perhaps sensing some murderous intent, the black pig quickly curled up and dared not move.

However, Rody quickly suppressed his murderous intent and regained his sanity. He thought of a solution.

“Let’s go to the lighthouse to meet that person first, and then we will leave Umbilical Harbor directly, away from the beach area, and head to the mountain area that is not polluted by sea water. Normal hell beasts should be wandering there.

Then we can kill a few and roast them."

"It's doable, let's go."

Enduring hunger,

The two took the fastest worm line inside Umbilical Harbor to reach the lighthouse.

The feeling of approaching the lighthouse in reality was completely different from when Rody came here in his dream.

This lighthouse is a landmark building in Umbilical Port and an important beacon for light and dark side ships to cross the sea. Huge creatures that constantly ooze pus are guarding the tower.

Even though the two were monks, they were not allowed to approach. If they wanted to go to the lighthouse, they had to get a personal pass from the Lord of Umbilical Harbor.

at this time,

A "young man" walked out from the middle of the pus-oozing creatures.

At first glance, Rody thought the other person was a human, but after careful observation, he discovered the problem.

"Tumor people, it seems a little different..."

The other person's height was similar to Rody's. He was not as bloated as the tumor man, nor did he have any exaggerated appearance. He was even a little thin.

The facial features and limbs are presented in the same way as humans.

Her skin is bluish white and her eyes are like beautiful green agate.

His body was covered in a special raincoat that could block out light, and the palm of his hand that was waving at Rody was shining brightly.

Take a closer look,
The back of this person's hand seemed to be growing something like a crystalline growth.

Although it was the first time he met him, Rody felt as if he had seen this person somewhere before, or rather, had smelled his scent.

"you are?"

The young man walked up to the two men wearing homemade sea fish slippers, his eyes were a little evasive and his voice was very low.

"Mr. Di, I am the lighthouse cleaner assigned by Lord Eye to accompany you on your envoy journey. I have been staying inside the lighthouse since I was born, and this is my first time going out.

If you have any requests, please tell me.
If there is anything that is not done well, please tell me immediately.
I am very good at correcting my mistakes and doing better next time than last time.

Also, due to my congenital defects, I am not good at fighting, and I cannot release any plague infection, but I will definitely try my best to help you."

"Are you a tumor person?"

The young man nodded, "Yes, people with congenital defects like me are usually crushed directly after birth and used as nutrients. It was Master Yan who chose me and specially assigned me to help at the lighthouse.

As long as it is Master Yan's request, I will do it seriously. "

"Okay, follow us first."

"Ok."

Agatha was observing silently the whole time, her face full of confusion. Even she had never seen such a tumor patient.

Obviously, he looks quite weak, just as the other party said, it is some kind of congenital defect.

However, these tumor people have completed the acceptance of the creatures of Hell, and the rank they have reached is not low at all, and they seem to have a tendency to become demons.

The most important thing is that there seems to be a very special plague hidden in the other party's body, a plague that can glow.

(End of this chapter)