The Theatrical Brain Takes Shape

The Banquet Hall in the Town Center.

After a full two hours of eating...

The "food (the Town Chief)" served at the banquet had been devoured by the ten winners, whose injuries were repaired during the meal, and whose brains were especially well-replenished.

However, this was not a proper transformation from a villain to a hero. Although the banquet made their brains stronger, they had not yet turned into "drama brains" or officially entered the Hell System.

Because of completely violating the dramatic arrangement, and even killing the important character (the Town Chief), such violations may result in execution by the villainous play.

As Luo Di wiped a trace of crimson from the corner of his mouth with a tissue and stood up, his body now fully full, the other nine people also stood up almost simultaneously.

There was no verbal communication.

They followed Luo Di without saying a word, leaving the Banquet Hall and the Town Center together.

They returned to the original town streets, which remained deserted, without the evil and powerful figures they had expected to come and suppress and punish them.

Just as everyone was wondering how this drama would end,

A huge, pure white arc appeared in the pitch-black night sky. This arc grew thicker and larger, seemingly descending.

Even the ground began to tremble.

Luo Di realized something. Due to the extreme enhancement to his brain brought about by devouring the Town Chief, the earthworms buried in the soil around his eyes became more numerous and longer. Dozens of earthworms crawled out of his eye sockets, with granular eyeball-like structures growing at their ends, all gazing at the sky.

From a clear distance, the white arc hanging in the sky turned out to be a row of enormous teeth.

It is currently biting downwards, as if it wants to swallow the entire town, and even the area outside the town.

Luo Di's brain was rapidly calculating that the area to be devoured would reach exactly where he had first been resurrected as a corpse.

There was no escape.

Even if they wanted to resist, it would be impossible.

"See you again, everyone."

Luo Di didn't adopt any aggressive stance; he simply spread his arms as if to embrace.

The rest of the staff followed suit.

Boom!

Teeth fall out.

The entire town and surrounding area were completely swallowed up.

Buzz!

There was no unpleasant feeling of chewing and digestion, nor the tension of impending death, but rather a feeling of complete relaxation, as if tiny fingers were massaging, inserting into, and weaving into the brain.

The following are the reviews and awards for this performance:

Audience satisfaction: 97%* (Impeccable)

Expert rating: ★★★★★ (Top-notch performance)

Special Circumstances: Due to failure to conduct the banquet as required by the festival and the killing of an important brain transplant, 30% of the drama prize money will be deducted as compensation.

Final reward estimate: 1777 Brain Silver Coin (including basic performance fee, gambling share, rating bonus, and influence bonus)

<The initial performance has ended, the dramatic concept has been constructed, and Individual Information has been updated (temporary corpse)>

Luo Di

"Hell Rank": Ordinary Insect*

*The current maturity of the Drama Brain is 0%. After completing the Drama Brain and obtaining your own Drama, you can pursue the Gate of Demon Ascension.

"Brain Type & Quality": Fighter Brain, A+ grade*.

"Dramatic Style": Ancestral Combat

Note: Since you are not using a Hellish body, but a temporary corpse provided by the theater, the Play Brain will be temporarily stored in this corpse to perform its functions. After you have made the necessary preparations, contact the original body to complete the transfer of the Play Brain.

Individual Information may change significantly by then, and the relevant data will be updated again.

Luo Di's consciousness was immersed in darkness, carefully sensing the changes in his brain and listening to the broadcasts from the Hell Consciousness.

Although he hasn't retrieved his original body yet, he can already feel the brain's support for the pituitary gland, and a sensation completely different from that of the spine and metal.

Such a hellish mind is a better fit for the Corner System and for the murderer Blackgate he chose.

Since Luo Di destroyed his brain on the Saiwei Resort Island, his consciousness has sank to the spine. The brain has become less important, its status diminished and replaced by the spine.

As the brain develops, the relationship between the brain and spine may change once Luo Di regains his original form.

"Since my body can accept two different Hell Object, the spine and metal, it can certainly accept a third, and that is the brain, which is directly related to the pituitary gland."

This temporary body allows them to continue adapting, even maturing, before finally merging with their original body in one go.

The "spinal opening" at that time may be able to have some unknown interaction with the "play" of the brain.

But is it really that easy...?

Clap clap clap!

Luo Di's thoughts, which were immersed in the darkness, were suddenly broken by a burst of loud applause. He should have been swallowed by the giant mouth, but he felt as if he were standing on solid ground, with a clear sense of the texture of wooden planks.

The darkness before my eyes gradually revealed something.

Like a pitch-black curtain with wavy patterns.

The curtain was slowly being drawn back, and a powerful searchlight shone in, piercing Luo Di's narrow pupils and causing him to experience a moment of photosensitive dizziness.

As the brain adapts quickly, and the pupils dilate.

The scene before my eyes gradually became clear.

"This is!"

The interior of a theater with a capacity of five thousand people or even more is fully presented.

Not only are there seats on the ground, but the walls and ceiling are also neatly arranged with seats.

One by one, the audience members wearing skull devices and various masks on their faces were clapping in unison. Their eyes were fixed on the ten winners on the stage, especially Luo Di, who was standing in the Center Position.

(*Masks can be made of various materials and styles, including paper, fur, enamel, and metal.)

They opened their palms as wide as possible and clapped them vigorously in an exaggerated manner, trying to make the loudest applause possible.

This feeling is very strange.

Standing on the stage under the spotlight, Luo Di couldn't enjoy the applause and even felt uncomfortable, wanting to leave.

Unlike the Fighting Arena of the past,

When Luo Di won in the underground Fighting Arena, the audience either chanted D's name, stood up and let out the most primal roars, or frantically clapped their cheering sticks.

Those human spectators were completely immersed in satisfying some primal desire between the Fighting Arena.

This resonance with primal desires made Luo Di feel very comfortable.

But the audience in front of me is different.

Although they were clapping vigorously, they all maintained upright posture, and not one of them stood up. Due to the masks, it was impossible to directly read their true expressions.

Luo Di could sense it.

These audience members enjoyed his theatrical performance, but that was all; they were simply interested in it because of its novelty.

The eyes beneath the mask didn't seem to regard Luo Di and the other nine as the victors of the fight.

More often than not, they are seen as "animals" that have met the requirements of the performance, and they have simply experienced a different kind of pleasure. The occasional dopamine secretion will dissipate completely in a short time.

Sudden,

Despair!

Luo Di's tongue flicked, forcing him to turn his head sharply to the other side of the stage, where he saw that white arc again.

This time, however, it wasn't the size to devour an entire town, but rather the size of a normal tooth.

A man wearing a top hat and gentlemanly attire that concealed his enormous belly stepped onto the stage, maintaining his signature smile and revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

The fat piled up around his neck supported his head, which was shaped like an equilateral triangle.

His eye sockets, like a stage, were covered by a black curtain, which was currently closed.

"Town Chief..."

Luo Di discovered that this person looked exactly like the Town Chief, and the smell emanating from between the man's teeth was the same smell Luo Di had caught in the darkness when the town was swallowed up.

This peculiar and dangerous being walked straight up to Luo Di.

"Don't panic. The Town Chief you're eating is just a theatrical incarnation of me. I'm personally very pleased that you, Mr. Di, can make this most basic Bug Selection Festival so interesting."

The performance fees you earn will be used directly to repair your character.

Furthermore, given how well the audience loves you, I, David Day, the owner of the Center Theater, cordially invite you to sign a performance contract. I will pay a higher personal fee, which will cover the hefty medical expenses for your physical restoration.

After all, Ancestor's Injury are very difficult to heal.

As the voice ended,

The curtain around his eyes slowly opened, and an arm emerged from within, handing out a contract to Luo Di.

This was the first time Luo Di had ever seen such a bizarre the Devil, and the immense pressure made him break out in a cold sweat.

All eyes in the theater turned to them at the same time.

It could be anticipation, a purely spectator's attitude, or a rejection.

It seems that as long as Luo Di doesn't sign, his body and brain will be completely devoured.