Deep in the Living

Chapter 760 The Cloth Strip Man

Emergency.

Roddy tried to contact the life form hidden deep in the darkness, but there was no response. In that instant, he realized the gravity of the situation.

Back in Whirlpool Town, he tried to sever the connection between his eyes and the eyeball by pulling it out, crushing it, or burning it, but he couldn't.

Even when Hunter came to help later, he only swallowed part of the eyeball to suppress it.

The current situation is completely different.

Roddy felt as if he no longer had the structure of his "right eye," and the connection between them was severed.

The scratching sound came from less than fifty meters away, leaning against the cave wall.

One hand was scratching an itchy spot on his body, while the other hand was putting his eyeball into his mouth and chewing it.

The torchlight couldn't reach them, so we couldn't see their exact appearance, but from their silhouettes, they were probably humanoid individuals around 170cm tall.

Danger!

The first thought that popped into Roddy's head was to cross the suspension bridge.

Before the connection was lost, the dark eyeball had already indicated the way: simply cross the suspension bridge and continue forward to see the downward passage.

Once Roddy reaches the layer where the dark eyeball is located, the eyeball will most likely come to meet him.

just,

His foot, which he stepped forward, did not land on the suspension bridge as expected, but instead kicked the solid wall.

The suspension bridge that was right in front of you just a moment ago has now turned into an impenetrable rock wall.

At the same time,

A dark figure fifty meters away to the side stretched out its arm and slowly waved.

Roddy naturally did not respond to the other party's invitation and quickly turned around. He remembered the way he came, and if he could escape this level, he might be able to get rid of this guy temporarily.

however,
Just as he turned around,
Another rock wall blocked their way back to the elevator.

Cold sweat trickled down his forehead.

Wherever the firelight reached,
The walls were made of stone on all four sides.

There is no way out.

The dark figure stood on the deepest wall behind Roddy, waving continuously in the darkness.

"Can the other party alter space? Or can they freely change the structure of this cave... I have another method, but it's my last resort for escape."

If it's used in advance, it might allow you to escape temporarily, but who knows what will happen later.

I can't use it now...

Since the other party did not directly attack me or physically dissect me, but simply cut off my connection with my eyeballs at the first moment.

It may not be hostile, but it's unlikely that there would be no hostility in such a dungeon.

Try making contact first; only try to escape if that fails.

After some thought, Roddy decided to take the initiative to approach, but not with hostility or murderous intent, wanting to see what kind of being had come looking for him.

As the distance closed, the firelight, though resisting contact, eventually slowly and leisurely climbed onto the other's body.

When the full picture was revealed, Roddy did not feel any discomfort, nor did he experience any biological dissection, nor did he hear any noise.

He was probably the first "normal person" he had ever seen in the primitive dungeon.

The person was covered from head to toe in strips of cloth, but these strips came in all shapes and sizes, and even the materials were different.

They look like they were torn from different clothes, and there are many different kinds.

His face was uniformly covered with white bandages. Although his features were blocked, his mouth and eyes could be barely seen through some gaps in the bandages.

A black root left over from when it ate an eyeball still clung to the corner of its mouth.

His left hand was scratching incessantly at various parts of his body, as if the flesh beneath these strips of cloth was unbearably itchy.

His right hand reached out, in a gesture of shaking hands.

Shake hands or refuse?

Roddy did not hesitate; having chosen to approach, he was already prepared to make contact.

They reached out and clasped hands.

There was no biological deconstruction, nor any discomfort.

A teasing, mocking voice came from under the cloth strip:

"Hey~ Hello, stranger. What a beautiful day it is, isn't it? So beautiful that we met here. What a lovely day!"

Roddy withdrew his hand and examined the entire body to ensure there were no physical deformities.

"you are?"

"Ugh! No more small talk, let's get straight to the point? I like your straightforwardness... As you can see, you can call me 'The Cloth Man.' I'm different from these guys in the dungeon,"
I only appear in front of people I'm interested in, like you.

"Is there a problem?"

"Oh~ I haven't done anything for a very long time, I almost forgot that I am a [businessman]."

I specialize in selling rare dungeon items and equipment to interesting people like you, but I'm not interested in gold and silver treasures; I only need things that 'interest' me.

For example, your strange clothes, or... your fragrant skin that makes me itchy, hehe.

"Just tear off a tiny strip and I'll exchange it for treasures of equal or even higher value—treasures unique to this dungeon."

"I don't really want to sell."

"Hiss... That's rare. After all, it's hard for anyone to refuse such a great deal. I'm really starting to admire you more and more. It's so itchy, it's starting to itch!"

The man with the cloth strip continued to scratch, and the force gradually increased.

Roddy suddenly felt a strong sense of discomfort.

Under the influence of scratching, the bandage actually began to move, and the gaps in it seemed like bottomless abysses, as if a threat beyond comprehension was about to arrive.

times of crisis.

Roddy suddenly remembered something and quickly asked, "Can other people's skins be used?"

When this sentence was given, the scratching suddenly stopped, and the threatening agitation temporarily subsided.

A slightly interested voice came from between the gaps: "Hmm~~ That's hard to say! I only appeared because I've taken a liking to you."

Other skin types, I probably wouldn't even look at.

Since you've brought it up, I'm willing to take a look.

Roddy took a metal container from his waist, unfolded it, and took out the "Descendant of Dirac" that he had recently obtained.

Upon seeing the deformed, vegetative-looking pig-headed baby, the cloth-striped man approached curiously and then reached out to take it.

Hold it to your cheek and feel it gently.

"Oh, what an adorable baby! His delicate skin is mesmerizing! Very good, my deal can proceed."

Say it.

The cloth-stripping man pinched the belly of the pig-headed infant with his fingernails, wrapped it around, and tore off a strip of skin.

The skin quickly transformed into strips of cloth in his hands, which he then attached to his abdomen, becoming part of his clothing.

follow closely,

The cloth-covered figure actually handed back the piglet with parts of its skin torn off. "Hold him tight, don't let him fall! This adorable little baby will surely find a better home."

Looking at the unharmed cub in his hands, Roddy was surprised and continued to seal it in a metal container and hang it on his body.

"Come on, take a look at my product! My bandages go quite deep underneath."

After all,

The person in the cloth strip directly holds the abdominal bandage with both hands and pulls it up and down to reveal their inner body.

Pitch black
It is like an abyss, like a gaping maw, like a dark room.

hum!
Roddy's brain trembled, and in the blink of an eye he found himself in a square, secret room covered with strips of cloth.

There are many wooden crates scattered here, seemingly containing so-called "goods".

There are passageways on all four sides, which seem to lead to other areas where goods are stored.

The voice of the cloth-striped man followed.

"This is my shop. Over the years, I've kept all the items I randomly picked up in the dungeon here. There are quite a few treasures, as well as some useless things."

You have five minutes to search for the reward; whatever you find is yours.

Of course, you have to run, and you have to find the exit within five minutes... After all, I'm a bit stingy, and I'll be chasing after you during this time.

Once I catch you, or if you don't leave within five minutes, you'll be here forever, and I'll take all your skin.

Say it.

The strips of cloth in the corner quickly coalesced into a human-shaped structure, and like the cloth figure, the cloth strips on its face formed a countdown clock structure.

He was gradually approaching Luo Di's side.

however.

Without any hesitation, Roddy didn't even bother searching for any of the wooden crates in the area, but instead rushed towards the nearest passageway.

He was not influenced by "greed" at all, and did not consider the balance between searching for treasure and escaping time.

He would not pay attention to any treasure until he found an exit.

Roddy knew very well that this was by no means a fair trade; surviving was the greatest reward.

(End of this chapter)