Deep in the Living

Just as described in the prologue, this diary is made from the special scalp skin of Master Jiang, which is also the relatively softer skin layer of the entire zombie body.

Every page is like this, intertwined completely with the hair growing from the follicles. Even slightly pulling them apart could damage the diary.

Only with Master Jiang's unique yin energy can the hair be separated to view the content.

As Luo Di unfolded the diary page by page, the contents recorded stripped him of his previous feeling of supremacy instantaneously, making him somewhat creeped out. Just reading these simple words already gave off a scent of danger.

≮This time, going to the deepest part of the dungeon, I am the first, and no one in the entire middle layer dares to attempt this step.

Considering the completely unknown risks, I specially brought eleven corpses with the highest compatibility, to transfer damage in case of deadly danger.

Additionally, I brought a total of five bottles of special-grade corpse oil produced by the Corpse Refining Shop.

One piece of Black Cloud Armor.

One Fengdu Horse-cutting Saber.

When I chose to step into the deepest part, the store clerk clearly informed me that the structure of the deepest part of the dungeon is completely different from those literary unit-type dungeons before, but a completely randomized unknown area with no literary works for reference.

I made up my mind and stepped into it.

I arrived at an underground space I had never encountered before. The architectural style and rock formations here were a first for me.

Ancient and old, at least a thousand, tens of thousands of years old... This sense of antiquity surpassed my existing knowledge, but my pituitary felt a sense of comfort and ease, as if this was its old home.

I continued to explore and soon discovered "things" wandering here.

Neither the corner monsters nor objects created from horror literature following the corner.

These were anomalies that died here in ancient times, and death doesn't seem to be their end. They don't belong to our world and are a completely different existence.

These things require special means to deal with. During this process, I was affected by a never-before-experienced emotion. I heard noise, I felt discomfort...≯

Luo Di paused slightly upon seeing this passage.

Unlike immersing himself in the personal biography "Dragon Zombie" before.

His instincts seemed unwilling to immerse in such dungeon exploration, as if he could really hear the noise, a grating noise that unsettled him.

"The deepest part of the dungeon presents an ancient state, which may be closely related to the secret room on the Exploration Bureau's side.

Master Jiang firmly believes the creatures he encountered below don't belong to this world, could they be from the Outer Realm?

Thinking carefully, the root of the corner is in the Prison Director's arm falling on the back side of Earth.

Such a Prison Director who can imprison countless Mad Gods, his arm itself certainly cannot be understood in conventional terms.

Just like a 'Landlord' who can rent out his own body as an inn, could the Prison Director also have converted his body into a prison to trap those Mad Gods?

Perhaps his arm also has an internal space, with an ancient, huge underground cavern structure inside it, imprisoning former inmates?

Forget it, let's not hypothesize blindly, just keep reading... There should be answers."

Luo Di pinched his nose and tried reading again.

Unexpectedly, he encountered a problem turning the page,

the yin energy emanating from his fingertips failed to successfully separate the next page, as if it was stuck by something.

Luo Di had to turn the book as slowly as possible, tearing apart the sticky pages little by little.

Rip~ A rotten, foul stench came out, and what's holding the pages together was a kind of blackened brain tissue, extremely sticky, liable to destroy the pages if not careful.

Luo Di was very cautious, worried about damaging the content above, spending a long time to separate it.

The result, however, made him frown. Even though the pages were undamaged, the content inside had already become unclear.

The brain tissue already completely infiltrated, merging with the internal text.

Luo Di continued flipping through more than a dozen pages, all with the same situation... All content was unreadable.

"Memory seems to have a problem; I can only think of two possibilities. One is that this dungeon experience does not allow sharing outside, only Master Jiang could self-read it.

This is a rule set by the corner. Even though I have inherited Master Jiang's mantle, I cannot know.

The other possibility is that before his death, Master Jiang thought we might steal his memory. This is important memory he obtained at the cost of bodily destruction.

He absolutely didn't want to share it with others, hence erasing it completely before dying.

Regardless of the case, the outcome is the same... If this memory got erased, the information we can reference is significantly reduced, requiring autonomous exploration of unknown dangers below."

Luo Di didn't give up and continued paging through.

Finally reaching a region without any brain tissue adhesion but nearing the end of the diary.

≮I... I shouldn't have come here!

I chose the wrong path, this guy could actually harm my body. Damn, I can't escape, all the corpses I brought are exhausted.

No! No... I can't run anymore.

This body must be discarded!

I absolutely can't die here; I must find a way back to the mansion! The family business I accumulated should definitely let me start over, even if there's no appropriate body in the Jiang Mansion, I can select one externally with the organization's name.

As long as my soul remains, there will be another opportunity.

The next time, I will not take the wrong path. Once I can avoid here, I can go to the deeper place and reach the Divine Status.

It's here... Right behind me...≯

The diary abruptly stopped here,

all these words were woven with Master Jiang's hair, and Luo Di, as the heir, found himself hugely immersed during reading.

It was as if something was indeed chasing behind him, even hearing more noise that made him uncomfortable all over, prompting him to yank out some hair.

Whew~ Luo Di exhaled deeply, managing to adjust his mental state back.

"Wrong path? Chased by something? It doesn't seem like a group, but a single entity... For such power as Master Jiang to be suppressed this way, what exactly is pursuing him?

If the danger is at such a level, Teacher Guo should deliberate prudently before taking action, discussing it once we're back."

Luo Di wiped the sweat from his forehead, leaned back, and laid down on the Moon's surface, slowly adjusting his thoughts, distancing from the tense diary, returning to normal.

All of a sudden,

he noticed a layer of yin energy pervading the moon's atmosphere, even seeing a cloud-like structure.

Only then did Luo Di realize he had completely inherited Master Jiang's legacy.

He abruptly stood up, examining himself... His body's hardness, though not at Master Jiang's peak level, would be comparable once he reached that rank.

More importantly,

his essence was not of a zombie, the body characteristics of Master Jiang entirely clung to the Hell Shell, equivalent to adding a [trait] on the original body foundation.

The Hell Body structure remained unchanged, still led by the Old Spine. The most significant alteration was on the "skin" and "internal cycle".

The skin, needless to say, now raised Luo Di's hardness, strength by a large margin.

The internal cycle is the pivotal component, a brand-new, yin-energy-driving breathing cycle established internally, converging at the dantian location.

Using Master Jiang's special breathing method could mobilize these yin energies, making them usable for himself, and even altering body conditions with them.

Not only was he capable of soaring and traversing the ground, but also summoning lightning with yin energy, paralleling Master Jiang.

However,

Luo Di's lightning summoning had variations, possibly due to his insufficient level and thus unable to call for heavenly thunder. Currently, he could encircle lightning on his left arm's surface, imparting thunder attributes to ordinary slashes, and awaiting further application inventions.

Upon reopening his eyes,

Luo Di returned to the secret room.

Unaware of how much time had elapsed, considering no disturbances, it likely was not more than a week.

"Huh? Why is the ancient aura gone here?"

As Luo Di departed from the secret room harboring doubt, red alerts suddenly blared outside.

≮Severe damage to the secret room detected, user Luo Di's condition abnormal, suspected occurrence of monster transformation. First-level danger warning, elite investigators and above please promptly proceed for area suppression.≯

"What?"