Deep in the Living

Chapter 436 Tongue
"Ouch!"

Mr. Question Mark knocked on his head with chalk. Judging from the sunken structure of the headgear, there seemed to be a real human head structure inside.

"How could I have forgotten all about this? Your final performance must have been so brilliant that I was so excited to start preparing for the next big challenge.

I have told you before during the game that this tongue belongs to the 'Remnant of Disaster', which is a very sophisticated method.

You should have come into contact with it during the human period when your pituitary gland had not yet changed. Although you only came into contact with a diluted clone of the other party, which was not enough to convey the real disaster, it could bring you an "influence".

And you should have subconsciously imitated the other person's tongue behavior, for example..."

There was a clicking sound coming from Mr. Question Mark's cloth-bag head. When Rody heard this sound, even though his tongue was sealed, he subconsciously trembled.

"Is my guess right?"

"Yes."

Mr. Question Mark poked the bag's mouth with his finger again, and it seemed that he had poked the surface of the tongue, and his saliva moistened part of the bag.

“Due to your long-term imitation, even the slightest influence is slowly changing and transforming into a nasty residue, completely bound to your tongue.

The other party does not use this disaster to influence you, nor does it kill you. Instead, it lets you develop naturally, continue to habitually click your tongue and even rely on the adaptation of your tongue.

In the end, this remnant of evil will become an inseparable part of you. What will be the final result? You should be able to guess it without me explaining it, right? "

"What is the origin of this tongue?"

"He is a very mysterious guy. He rarely shows up in public. The two sorority members behind you probably haven't seen him or even heard of him."

Yu Lu on his back shook her head. She had indeed never heard of such a monster that could do something related to the tongue to this extent.

Mr. Question Mark continued, "It's very dangerous. You can't kill it now. You have to wait until the plant matures.

Moreover, although this guy rarely moves around, he likes to go to the human world. One of his incarnations should be imprisoned in a containment room on the human side, and he even has a shallow cooperation with you humans. "

"Yes."

"Let's stop talking nonsense. Should we keep the "seal" on our tongue or remove it?"

"Keep it... How can we eradicate it?"

"It's already deeply ingrained. Even if you cut off the tongue countless times, it will be useless. Unless you abandon the tongue from the root or kill that guy, there is no other way to eradicate it."

"understood."

"OK, although my seal can ensure that the remaining evil is ineffective, it will be hard to say if that guy comes into contact with your tongue.

Don't die, Gameboy! You interest me more than Libet, and you fit my gaming style in some ways.

Although the winners cannot participate in the Death Rush, it does not mean that there are no other games. Maybe in a few years there will be a larger-scale game that covers certain corners of the area, and you are welcome to join us then.

I have a vision that when I have enough personal strength and financial resources, I will use the corner space itself to create an epic large-scale game, and then I will invite the winners of each session to participate.

Before that, Luo Di, you must grow up well and represent the human race to participate in the competition."

"Ok."

Mr. Question Mark seemed to have lost all interest in Roddy. He made a gesture to see him off and returned to his blackboard to continue designing the game.

Luo Di wanted to ask about Li Beite's situation, but it seemed that the other party had left here early.

The team turned back.

When I turned the doorknob with a question mark on it, the door outside was not the passage to the mansion, nor the elevator door... but outside, the real outside.

Not far from the bustling streets of the city of sin is the ticket entrance for the real death game.

Only then did Luo Di realize that this company building was Mr. Question Mark's gaming area.

He can completely customize the internal space structure. Anyone who sets foot in the company has already participated in the game from the beginning, and everything needs to follow Mr. Question Mark's rules.

Even a lunatic like the Joker can't cause trouble inside.

The moment I stepped out of the company, some invisible shackles seemed to disappear.

The three did not leave the city directly. After all, some people had not arrived and an important target had not returned.

Just when Yu Lu thought Wu Wen would take the opportunity to escape and was about to activate death tracking.

A voice came from across the street:
"Sister Hua, Sister Yu! We bought some milk tea, do you want some?"

Wu Wen ended her conversation with Mr. Question Mark ahead of time. She arrived outside the company early to meet Miss Juan. Both of them were holding milk tea covered with white milk foam and dotted with meat-like particles on the surface.

Of course, I also brought a cup for Rody.

Just when she handed over the milk tea, Wu Wen forced out her best professional smile and said, "Sister Yu's backpack is really comfortable. I want to carry it." Before Luo Di responded, Yu Lu realized that she seemed to be accustomed to the backpack in this state and took the initiative to separate herself.

The four sisters walked in front, chatting and laughing.

Rody's state of following was even stranger. He did not open his eyes, but simply let the secondary nerves control his body and followed his sisters.

His ego was immersed in the moon, observing the plant pots that had just been installed by Mr. Question Mark, which was also the biggest gain of this outing.

really,

Things have changed.

The bodies of the victims piled up in the moon craters and the plant seedlings that were extremely important to Roddy were gone, leaving only a long-sealed cellar door at the bottom.

When Rody grabbed the rusty door handle and lifted the cellar door upwards.

The stench hits.

There's that stench again.

Although Rody behaved normally in front of Mr. Question Mark, the memory of spending several years in the dungeon, which was almost identical to reality, was deeply imprinted in his brain.

The fear called "despair" still exists.

hum!
A conscious slash acted on his brain, and the fear in his heart was completely killed. Rody went down like a murderer.

The interior has become a lunar dungeon, with an overall gray color.

Ancient and quiet.

Each victim was assigned a cell, their spines extending out, piercing the ground, converging towards the depths.

The current size of the dungeon is not large, or equivalent to the size of the number of victims.

The deepest part of the dungeon is the most important [Plant Cultivation Room].

The place was covered with soft, smelly, black soil covered with human faces.

The "victim's bud" grows at the very center and no longer needs to consider the most basic nutritional issues. These soils will supply it with deep-seated energy of fear.

Different from the concentrated nutrition in the hot spring,
This is the fear that comes from deep in the corner. Ordinary plants cannot handle this nutrition and their structures will collapse due to excess energy.

Even Roddy's victim plants were affected to some extent;
Those human heads and faces surging in the soil actually spread towards the inside of the plant, making a little human face luster appear on the surface of the plant.

but,

As the subject, Rody gets a strong feeling of fullness.

He could feel that the plants would thrive in such a greenhouse and even develop different structures.

As Rody walked into the cultivation room, a voice came from the corner:

≮Plant pots already assembled≯

[Plant pot name]: Endless Prison
Fear Type: Despair
[Soil source]: Middle and lower layers (transition zone)
[Space adaptation rate]: Adaptation rate 85% (good)
*Plant pots can effectively promote the growth of plants, but they can also affect the growth of plants.

……

The living bus carries the five people back to the sorority's apartment.

Rody's consciousness also returned to his body from the pituitary space.
The first thing he saw was Wu Wen, who was not under any pressure at all. She was chatting and laughing with Yu Lu. The relationship did not look like that of a captor and a captor at all.

"How about the plant pot? How does it match your pituitary space?" Hua Yuan's voice came from the side.

"85% match."

"Not bad~ I was thinking of using it for a while. Forget it, when I save enough money, I'll go buy a better one... By the way, isn't today's drive a bit long? Why aren't there any disaster areas yet?"

When Hua Yuan said this, the sisters who were chatting also looked at the time and found that it was indeed beyond the normal driving time.

"Something's wrong..."

Hua Yuan looked out of the car window and saw a thick fog suddenly coming from nowhere, reducing visibility to less than one meter.

Just when Hua Yuan wanted to get closer to the car window and use his flower-shaped eyes to see clearly what was happening outside!
Snapped!
Something hit me and even stuck to the car window.

Hua Yuan was not frightened by the sudden situation, but instead widened his eyes and opened his mouth to shout.

"Monster attack!!"

The object stuck to the car window was a broken tongue. It was not completely stuck, but kept sliding down the window, leaving a trail of saliva marks...

(End of this chapter)