Deep in the Living

Chapter 90 Torture
【Fifth Hospital】

Since it is a newly built large mental hospital in Pluto City, there are new patients coming from other cities almost every week.

The dean was sorting his clothes in his office. He would be needed to personally inspect the admission process for new patients later.

Looking at myself in the mirror, even though I am already over 60 years old, I actually feel a lot younger than before. I can feel this feeling almost every day.

My whole spirit and energy are much better than before, and even my bald head feels like it is about to grow new hair.

This change seemed to have started with Rody's special patient.

The dean was still a little uncomfortable with Luo Di's absence these days to assist in the investigation. However, he still wanted Luo Di to leave, after all, that kind of life was too exciting, and he was afraid that his heart could not bear it.

Just as he had tidied his clothes and arrived at the elevator to go downstairs.

Ding!
In the elevator compartment coming up from the first floor, there stood a young man with a mountaineering backpack.

The dean was so frightened that he almost bit his hand, and his Mandarin, which was not very fluent to begin with, became fluent.

"You...you...Roddy, have you assisted the Investigation Bureau in solving the relevant cases?"

The dean was eager to hear the answer "yes". Once it was confirmed that Rody could be officially discharged from the hospital, he would be able to put down the stone in his heart.

"Yes! But... before signing the formalities, I still need to stay in the intensive care unit for a while, maybe one day or several days. Here are the formalities I got from the Investigation Bureau. I hope you can cooperate with me, Dean."

"Ah!? So you will still come to my place these days?"

"Yes, please, Dean."

Looking at the complete documents handed over by Luo Di and the explanatory documents personally issued by the Municipal Investigation Bureau, he could only smile and nod. But for some reason, although the dean looked very uncomfortable on the surface, deep down in his heart he was actually looking forward to the next few days.

As usual, Rody was placed in the [0510] ward and was still given double the dose of medicine.

……

【Preaching Room】

The hook above the dome was empty, as if the owner of this place had not returned yet.

Rody, who was standing at the door, didn't have to wait long before the sound of something being dragged came from behind him.

Mr. Hawke, who was wearing a surreal leather jacket and had skin as white as wax, and looked a bit like the dean, was dragging a "patient" who was almost inhuman back here.

"Hold on."

He hung the "patient" on a curved hook in the preaching room and lifted him into the air.

"This is?"

This was the first time since Rody came to the preaching room that he saw Mr. Hawke bring patients from the torture room here for treatment, and he couldn't help but feel curious.

"Those imprisoned in the torture chamber have committed crimes and need to be punished in real hell. However, if there are some interesting people among them who can survive the day-and-night punishment and retain a certain self, they will be [appreciated] by me.

I will hang their flesh here to dry naturally.

When the inferior blood in your body is completely dried up, you can become my subordinate. It's a pity that you already have an identity, otherwise I really want to bring you in.

Did you bring the stuff so quickly?"

"Yes."

Rody stretched out his hand and threw two pituitary glands into the other party's hands.

Hawke's expression was a little dissatisfied at first, but soon returned to normal, "These two are not as good as the one you gave me at the beginning in terms of aura concentration and internal structure.

However, this new pituitary gland in the process of transformation is quite interesting and can be studied. This is just a one-time "perfunctory" move. If there is further cooperation in the future, please bring me something valuable.

Considering that I was unable to help you revive, I'll just call it a reluctant deal."

"Thank you."

Roddy had no intention of staying long. He had learned a lot from spending the previous half month with Hawke, and also knew his own identity in the so-called [real hell].

It seems that there is not much meaning for him, a "spine man", to stay here for a long time.

After bowing his head to express his gratitude, Rody prepared to turn around and leave.

"Hey, don't leave so hastily, you really don't have any feelings for me at all, after all we've been together for half a month.

Although we are not of the same kind and you cannot work for me, it does not mean that we cannot cooperate in depth. Do you want to make another deal with me?
Bring me some more valuable pituitary glands.”

"What do you want with this thing?"

"I don't know either. It's just interesting. You know, it's boring to stay here every day. It's rare to meet an apostle like you from another world. It's better to take this opportunity to do something new. It's better than nothing."

"What can I get?"

Snapped!
Hawke snapped his fingers lightly.
The iron hook above Rody's head dropped down, hooked into his bionic left arm and peeled off his body at such a fast speed that he had no time to react.

"If you wear this kind of inferior stuff, it will make you look cheap.

After so many days of getting along, I have said more than once that you have a nice body and a talent for enduring pain, and you seem to be very interested in the torture instruments I have here. As long as you can bring me something more interesting, I will make you a [hand].

One that would be worthy of you, one that fits the theme of the torture chamber and perfectly matches your temperament.

It can make your hunt more interesting and more efficient."

"hand……"

Rody's thoughts were pulled back to several months ago, and then quickly returned to the present, "Was it my own hand?"

“It seems that you still lack knowledge about the physical body. The creation based on your physical body is of course your own hands.

However, I will make modifications related to the 'torture chamber theme' according to the limit of your physical endurance.

If you are not satisfied in the end, I can help you remove it and only keep the attributes of the hand.

I personally hope that you can become more resourceful and stronger, so that you can complete more hunts and bring back more interesting things for me."

"The hand looks like a normal arm, right?"

Rody worships the body, just like the killers in the movies all have complete bodies that belong to them, and mechanical prostheses are a complete blasphemy to killers.

Mr. Hawke used his thumb and index finger to indicate a small distance. "There will be a slight difference. Normally it looks like a normal arm. It will only become different when you activate the Hell attribute and hunt."

"Row."

"Are you not even curious about what I'm going to put in your arm?"

Luo Di shook his head. "It doesn't matter. I may not be able to come to your place often in the future. It would be better if it were quicker."

"Okay, let's get started!
I need to remind you that although the reshaping of the flesh is not very painful, the 'things' I am going to put in it will cause a very strong pain reaction.

You need to fully accept the pain in this process in order to maximize its power.”

"Let's start now."

"can."

A smile appeared on Mr. Hawke's pure white face, and there were actually small curved hooks hanging between his gums.

Snap~A snap of fingers.

Hooks from the dome descended, carrying a series of materials for reshaping the arms.

1. "Many arms hanging on hooks" - some are still fresh, some are covered with corpse spots. Some still look like human arms, and some are completely out of human shape.

2. "Slim hose" - a thin, transparent hose filled with milky white liquid, with an injection needle installed at the port.

3. Barbed wire - only one piece, 5cm long, packaged and immersed in a transparent tank.

Mr. Hawke pointed at three items and asked, "Guess which one is the most expensive?"

"iron wire?"

"How clever! This thing is the treasure of our "Order Group" and can completely transform ordinary demons.

The prisoner who was dragged in by me before will also get this thing after the blood in his body is drained. As long as he can hold on, he can become my subordinate.

Of course, you are different.

This thing is only used to transform one of your arms. After all, you are already a [Spine] and your nature is almost impossible to change.

I'm giving you this valuable item in advance. Next time you come, remember to bring me something more valuable."

"Ok."

The transformation begins.

The flesh and blood shaping of the arm was fine at the beginning, and Rody's expression did not change throughout the whole process.

But as the needle was inserted into the arm, a stream of milky white unknown substance was injected into it.

Then he placed the barbed wire on the palm of his hand, and the wire actually drilled into his palm by itself as if it were a living thing.

Rody thought he was prepared and had adapted to the pain of the torture chamber.

He only felt a deep pain spreading across his left arm, unbearable and unsuppressible, as if it was going to tear his whole body apart.

The pain turned into hooks pulling at the muscles of his face.
His mouth opened uncontrollably and he screamed.
The blood was flowing out of the eyeball due to the bursting of a large number of capillaries.

Mr. Hawke could truly feel the pain and was even intoxicated by the screams. He wanted to reach out and touch the young man's body many times, but he pulled his hand away because he thought it might affect the combination of pain.

The more he looked at the young man in front of him, the more satisfied he became, as if his purpose from the very beginning was not the pituitary gland.

"As long as you can bear it, perhaps we can have a deeper cooperation..."

(End of this chapter)