Deep in the Living

Chapter 761 Trading
“All the rooms are the same, with four walls corresponding to four passages, square and full of wooden boxes... I have walked through five passages in a row and I can’t see any changes at all.”

Almost a minute had passed, and the cloth-striped man was still following behind. You could hear his footsteps whenever he stopped.

Don’t rush…

The key issue is not whether they will be caught, nor how many goods they take.

Rather, it's about whether they can figure out the 'correct route'.

Since everything about the other party is related to strips of cloth, perhaps the answer lies hidden in the strips of cloth covering this area. I need to try to find the pattern among these strips.

Just as Roddy was focused on escaping,
The already missing right eye suddenly emitted a dark aura. Although no eyeball formed, several dark tentacles appeared on the surface of the eye socket.

Intermittent sounds came through:
"This... damn... merchant actually dared to touch me... the arrow should be... right?"

Saying,

Another arrow-like symbol appeared on the retina, but it was no longer clear and was faint.

This saves time on trial and error and thinking; as long as you follow the arrows, you'll most likely be able to escape directly.

Even if he can't escape in the end, Roddy still has his trump card.

Roddy tried to communicate further with the eyeballs: "Hey! Can you help me see through these wooden boxes? Maybe I can bring out some good stuff."

"Stupid...I...I'm weak. Run away quickly, it's dangerous."

"Row."

Follow the guidance of your eyes and pass through ten compartments in succession.

Roddy finally saw a different entrance; the strip of cloth no longer extended inwards, so this was most likely the [exit].

There are two minutes left until the countdown ends, so there's plenty of time.

The footsteps behind him were still quite far away.

Roddy could now conduct a thorough search of the room, and even the wooden crates in the adjacent compartments. If he could find the so-called dungeon treasure, he would make a fortune.

He moved toward the nearest wooden crate, preparing to examine the treasure that might be inside.

The outstretched hand was suddenly withdrawn.

He almost stabbed himself in the head again.

Upon careful consideration, during his contact with the cloth-wearing man, there was no physical deconstruction, nor any exaggerated release of desire or mental influence.

But Roddy could vaguely sense a sense of unease.

This so-called "deal" is more like a test, an invisible inducement, a pull on desire.

If you're not careful, greed can be amplified infinitely here, turning you into a mere strip of cloth on the other person's body.

Roddy knew perfectly well the real purpose of his trip to the primitive dungeon. He didn't search any of the wooden crates and quickly left through the exit.

hum!
After the darkness.

The torchlight spread, illuminating the surroundings once more.

The dilapidated wooden suspension bridge was right in front of him, and Roddy felt as if he had returned to the moment when he was about to cross the suspension bridge.

He turned his head to look at the cave wall fifty meters away, but there was no one standing there.

It seemed as if nothing had happened, as if no transaction had ever taken place.

However, when Roddy reached out to touch his right eye, there was still nothing in the eye socket covered by the goggles, not even the black tentacles that had just grown out.

"what happened……"

Just as he was wondering, a sudden itching sensation came from his stomach.

This feeling is particularly strong.

Even though Roddy could endure great pain, he could not resist this strange itching sensation.

He quickly unbuttoned his clothes and started scratching.

Soon after, he scratched his skin raw, then dug out all the flesh and hell metal beneath, creating a hole in his abdomen.

However, the itching continued, emanating from the stomach sac.

The surface of my stomach is covered with small, pulsating bumps that irritate me. I continue to scratch.

The stomach lining is ruptured!

Stomach fluids leaked all over the floor, along with several black tentacles and an eyeball that was almost completely digested.

Looking at these eyeball structures that were about to be digested, Roddy was incredibly puzzled... It was as if there had never been any cloth strip people, but Roddy himself had eaten the eyeballs.

But the next second,
His hand, which was scratching at his stomach, touched something.
This is a "gift box" made by wrapping together strips of cloth of various colors. There is a piece of paper left at the seal, with words pieced together from even thinner strips of cloth.

You are a very interesting outsider! Even though you have the blood of an inferior civilization flowing through your veins, your mind is incredibly pure.

It has been a long time since I have seen a being like you who can restrain their greed.

As expected~ Individuals connected to the moon are bound to be extraordinary^^.

Now that the deal is done, even though I'm stingy, I'll still give you goods of equal value... and goods that are also suitable for you.

I look forward to our next meeting, to your future changes, and to our further business.
The itching disappeared.

The wound that had been dug out in his abdomen healed quickly without any further damage.

Looking at the strange gift box in his hand, Roddy didn't rush to open it. Instead, he placed the box five meters away and carefully opened it using the fog.

As the strips of cloth were gradually untied...

An old, gray book lay there quietly.

The flickering firelight of the past gave the book cover a faint silver hue.

The book cover was blank, so I don't know what the book is called.

"Some kind of ancient book?! Related to the moon, which perfectly matches my fear system?"

Roddy recalled the videotape incident he had participated in before. At the beginning of the incident, after completing a side quest in the suburbs with Mia (one of the Eight Villains), he received a similar book reward from a Blood God.

The Blood Bible

Roddy always buried this stuff in the plant cultivation area, which not only provided the plants with high-quality blood nutrients, but also used it in the movie to enhance self-regeneration and the degree of bleeding of the enemy.

current,

Palm open,

Blood spilled.

A blood-written book, woven entirely from blood vessels, was held in his hand.

Roddy stepped forward, holding the blood-written letter, and tried to compare the two to see if they were the same type of item.

When they got within two meters, the silver ancient book lying on the ground emitted a strange white light that reached Luo Di's palm.

The white light itself had no effect on Roddy.
But it penetrated the skin and flesh, landing directly on the surface of the Blood Bible.

This divine book, woven from blood vessels, began to disintegrate, turning into tiny silver particles that were swept away by an eerie white light and vanished completely.

When the white light subsided,

On the originally blank book cover, several characters that Roddy could understand slowly appeared, and they happened to be simplified Chinese characters.

Moonlit Monologue

At the same time,

The eyeball, which had fallen out of Roddy's stomach and was almost completely digested, slowly crawled back up onto his body, trying to reattach itself to its socket.

"Oh! Roddy, you're quite clever, you even know to offer sacrifices... This is a good book! Keep it safe, when we complete our union, you can read it inside your body when you're bored, it might bring us both some improvement."

"I never expected such a stingy person to actually give something away. I wonder what it is about you that makes you so appealing."

"What kind of book is this?"

"It's the grace of the god that guy serves... it's the book of the moon god. You are connected to the moon, which is why he took the initiative to approach you."

The so-called transaction was just an excuse; you seem to have passed the Moon Goddess's test and received her first glimpse of her favor.

(End of this chapter)