Deep in the Living

Chapter 338 Late Night
For the first time, Rody concentrated on writing the script and was completely immersed in it.

Even the old ridge gets in on the action.

Because Rody was completely immersed in the image of a murderer in the script, the old spine also stimulated the body, especially the brain vertebrae to assist the pituitary gland to directly activate the long-lost corner ability,

Mask wearing.

Not only that,

The thoracic and lumbar vertebrae were lengthened and thickened, making Roddy 1.9 meters taller and more sturdy.

The sitting posture has become extremely aggressive.
Even the way he holds a pen becomes like holding a knife, allowing him to generate constant inspiration and create quickly.

Before I knew it, the first draft of the script was complete.

"call……"

A breath mixed with ancient tones came out of Rody's mouth, indicating the end of the creation. His palms were full of sweat, as if he had really performed a real movie.

The brain vertebrae area corresponding to the opera brain is enhanced in this process, and the perfection of the old spine is improved.

Roddy even vaguely felt that the new spine opening would have a completely different experience, a change that would be more in line with the Black Gate Killer.

"Hmm? Can a theatrical brain really grow through non-combat means? Can it be used as nutrients as long as it is related to drama creation?
If the movie is made, maybe my old spine can be restored.”

When Rody was finishing the draft with great satisfaction and his attention was distracted from it, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the curtain that had been lifted at some point.

The partition between the bedroom and the living room no longer exists.

Agatha was lying motionless on the bed. There was no snoring coming from the metal tube around her neck as before, and her body did not move at all.

The only thing to be thankful for is that the head and body are still connected.

Before Rody could carefully confirm whether Agatha was dead, he had already caught a glimpse of something else with his other eye, and even felt a soft and weightless arm on his shoulder.

The old spine suppressed the tension and slowly tilted his head.

A pair of black and watery eyes were right beside him.

The monitor had already leaned forward and was looking at the first draft of the script that had just been completed, maintaining her signature smile.

"Roddy, I didn't expect you to have such a talent for screenwriting. The plot above feels more interesting than the movies we've seen. You even wrote me and Sister Agatha into it."

The completely normal tone, and the emphasis on Agatha's name, made Rody break out in a cold sweat again.

A bead of cold sweat that had just emerged from the pores was quickly rolled away by the squad leader's tongue and tasted carefully.

"It smells like nervousness... Rody, what are you nervous about? You don't think I'm going to kill Agatha, cut off her head, and wave hello to you, do you?"

"No."

The squad leader slowly moved his head and put his face close to Rody's.

"Don't be nervous. I won't care about this kind of thing, even if you really did do something in bed. After all, we are so far away from each other, and hell has a different attitude towards this kind of thing.

You are a demon now, and you should follow the rules here.

Besides, I just tried Sister Agatha's body, it's really big and really comfortable. Do you want to try it later? She will probably like it very much."

"no need."

The monitor smiled and said, "By the way, Luo Di, you actually took the initiative to tell her our past stories?"

"Yes, Agatha, she is very interested in the human world."

"No wonder~ After I told her the name of the 'class monitor', her attitude towards me changed instantly. She turned into a little fan girl and kept asking me all kinds of details.

I didn't expect there would be such a simple girl in the real hell.

Agatha has spent almost her entire life in the monastery and has never had any contact with the outside world. She is indeed quite pitiful. I just had a deep conversation with her and helped her improve the poor circulation in her body. "

"The Hell Monks are restricted to the monastery. As a nun, she is relatively free. This is her first time going out."

"It's your first time, right? You should be nicer to others in hell. As long as you don't have a baby, I can accept it."

"Monitor...can we talk business?"

"Let's chat. Your script is pretty good. And Rody, you must have wanted to play a killer for a long time, even though you are already the famous Moon Killer.

But the feeling of acting will be different, and what you really want is the feeling of acting.

The reason why my disguise resonates with you and why we have such a good [compatibility] is because you are looking forward to performing in your bones. Let's see if we can make a movie here~ I don't mind being the heroine. If the performance goes well, I, an outsider, may even be rewarded with a brain for acting.

At that time, perhaps I can let my incarnation skip the human world and come directly from the corner to hell."

"Then let's take the script to the boss and take a look at the equipment there. Let's see if it can support the filming of the movie."

Luo Di took the opportunity to change the topic he didn't want to talk about, picked up the script, and quickly stood up.

But when he turned around and walked towards the door.

Snapped!
His wrist was tightly grasped. Although it felt like the same gentle grip as usual, it was able to completely restrain Rody and make him unable to move.

The monitor smiled and smiled, "It's too late. Let's talk about it tomorrow."

"Squad leader, don't you only have seven days?"

"It's as simple as filming a movie. As long as the equipment is complete, your script will only take five days. It's rare for us to live together tonight, so sleep with me."

"Where to sleep? A corner space?"

The squad leader raised his arm and pointed his finger in the direction of the bedroom, “I dare not use my corner ability in the real hell, especially in the center of a city owned by a powerful force.

The bed is big enough, and Sister Agatha specially left space for both of us.

Do you want to sleep in the middle or on the side?"

Luo Di looked at different areas, "I want to sleep on the sofa..."

The voice just fell,

A sense of physical control came, and Roddy's body was out of control for a period of time, or it could be said that his skin no longer belonged to him at this moment, and it moved his body.

There is a feeling of becoming a puppet.

Jiuji realized that his body was out of control and quickly helped to stabilize it. When he regained control, his body had actually been pulled onto the bed.

The curtains separating the bedrooms were drawn up again.

Rody was positioned between the two men, and his left and right arms felt completely different.

The squad leader used his arm as a pillow, put his head as close to his chest as possible, and placed his five fingers on his heart, gently moving them to quickly drop his blood pressure.

"Go to sleep."

Although Rody should have been very nervous, he actually relaxed immediately. His brain had already exhausted its energy during the creative process, and the current relaxation allowed him to fall asleep quickly.

After Rody fell into a deep sleep,
The squad leader, who was supposed to fall asleep together, opened his eyes, wide open, and sat up suddenly like a zombie. He stepped out of bed with completely silent steps, and couldn't help but dance gracefully when his bare feet stepped on the ground.
She combed her hair and walked out of the bedroom.
I went to the living room alone to check on the young tumor patient who was sleeping between the walls and had excellent perception.

The reason for setting up the curtains was not to prevent Rody from snooping into the bedroom, but to isolate the young man's perception.

After making sure that the other party was not thinking much and was currently asleep, the squad leader showed a rather stiff smile on his face, an exaggerated smile formed by the combined action of almost all the muscles in his face.

After making sure everyone is asleep and there are no sensory fluctuations.

The monitor returned to the bedroom again.

Squatting in the darkest corner of the bedroom, I stretched out my fingers and gently slid them along the intersection of the corner.

As the fingers passed,
The darkness in the corner seemed to grow deeper,

The squad leader became even more gloomy, squatting there like a puppet, motionless, without making a sound, and even without breathing.

It seemed as if some kind of communication had been established, as if she was having a private conversation with a being.

suddenly,
She seemed to sense something.
The hairs on my skin suddenly stood up.

He quickly wiped out the connection with the corner with his fingers and stood up quickly. His sharp eyes swept towards the big bed in the bedroom, and when the two were still sleeping, he quickly walked to the living room.

There was not a single blink during the entire process.
She placed her fingers on the wall where Karen slept.
hum!
A blade that was invisible to the naked eye and thinner than a cicada's wing grew out from the fingertip and was about to pierce through Kallain who was sleeping inside.

The blade stopped on the opponent's skin.

Remove your finger.

The monitor looked puzzled and hurried to the door, and was about to open the door to check. She seemed to realize something and took back her hand that was about to unlock the door.

Pretending nothing happened, he went back to bed and fell asleep.

(End of this chapter)