The tentacle uncle remained silent for nearly a minute before opening his dry lips and saying miserably, "I will beco food."
Although Myne wanted to show a bit of admiration, as he didn't know how the tentacle uncle could make even a simple sentence so depressing that people genuinely sympathized with his miserable luck, he then rembered the other party's weird hobby of playing with pink dolls, and could only squeeze out a cold and indifferent attitude toward him.
And he still hadn't figured out why he was being so nice to him. If he were a girl, he could still understand, but he isn't, so there are only two possibilities left, either he had different tastes regarding gender or so ulterior motive to pretend to be a nice guy, there is no way Myne would let his guard down toward him so easily.
As for the rule of becoming food for not being able to do your duties set by the landlord, it was indeed a bit of a shocking fact for him, but then he thought everyone except the tentacle uncle and the woman in red seed to have already set their hungry sights on him, so it didn't seem much of a big deal.
Hmm, this world seems far more dangerous than I guessed, I hope Waffle and the others can hold until I find them, Myne thought worriedly. He was not as confident about their safety as he had been at the beginning.
"By the way, do you know why the other tenants are targeting for no reason?" Myne rembered everyone's greedy desire for his poor body, especially of the slit-faced woman and the bandaged guy, and couldn't help but ask.
"Because you are normal," The tentacle uncle replied instantly as if he were waiting for Myne to ask this question. Then, with a long pause, he continued, "Normal here ans abnormal, and it also ans that you are not polluted. As long as they eat you, they can alleviate the symptoms of their pollution by a large margin."
"So that's how it is," Myne nodded with an enlightened look. Finally, one of his doubts was cleared. At least now he didn't have to worry about thinking that those perverts were greedy for his appearance and wanted to do sothing immoral with him. Enjoy exclusive adventures from My Virtual Library Empire
"You seem very reluctant to go outside. How about letting take charge of today's duties?" Myne suddenly suggested sothing that caught the tentacle uncle off guard.
"Why!?" He asked with disbelief, his eyes wide open in shock. He was overwheld by Myne's sudden concern. Even his late wife hadn't shown him this level of concern when they were at the peak of their relationship.
"Because I am a sunny and cheerful boy who likes to help his neighbour," Myne spoke with a smile and patted the tentacle uncle's shoulder, which of course wasn't a nice experience as the other party hadn't washed his clothes for God knows how long, and there was also a weird, stinky thing all over his clothes, which felt extrely disgusting.
"Also, I have so personal business to deal with outside," He continued while trying to wipe the weird thing on his palm on the cushion of the chair.
"Even if it wasn't your duty, I would still have gone out, but now it is your turn, and you seem like a good guy to . I don't mind helping you with a small matter."
The tentacle uncle trembled and wanted to agree, but maybe he felt it was wrong to throw a newcor to his death because of his selfish motive. In the end, he shook his head violently.
"I can't do this. You just got your ability..." The tentacle uncle paused and looked at the eye on Myne's right palm with a speechless expression. The motivational words like 'you should hone your ability and gain strength' were swallowed back.
"Cough. I an, you don't know anything about the situation outside. It's too dangerous for you to go out... Believe , you will definitely die if you go now."
"Sigh... But those words also apply to you, don't they? What's the point of saying them to ? If you go out, you won't return either. So it's better that I do it. Anyway, I'm going no matter what…"
At first, Myne spoke calmly, trying to persuade the tentacle uncle to stop ssing around. But halfway through, he paused, and the corner of his mouth twisted slightly. It took quite a bit of effort to control his emotions.
{ He is screaming in joy and can't believe that such a fool like you exists. }
{ He is wondering what kind of dog-shit luck you have to have managed to stay in one piece until now. }
{ He finds you funny and doesn't know whether he should be happy to have a fool like you around or sad to have another pig teammate on his side. }
This bastard… Here I am, doing him such a favour, willing to endanger my life to save his worthless life, but this f*cker is actually laughing at in his heart. What a beast! Before leaving this place, I will let him know who is boss here.
Myne clenched his fist while gritting his teeth, but the smile on his face didn't disappear; instead, it beca a bit scary, sending a chill down the tentacle uncle's back, making him take a few steps back in fear, wondering why Myne, who was as gentle as the sun in winter a mont ago, suddenly looked at him as if he couldn't wait to beat him to a pulp.
"Sigh... Uncle, I know you don't have a bad heart. Except for being cowardly to your bones, which is normal—no one is perfect—and having weird hobbies, you're still a good guy. I don't want to see you beco soone's food. And are you really sure you want to refuse my proposal? Whether I go out or not isn't in your hands in the first place."
"Even if I don't go today, what about tomorrow when it's my turn? I'll still have to go out. So instead of handling everything alone, wouldn't it be better to take advantage of your experience while you're still around? You could at least guide and help broaden my horizons."
Myne spoke nonsense without blinking. The tentacle uncle, who was already moved by his previous words and the concern he showed, almost started shedding tears.
"Don't worry, just leave it to . Believe , I know what I'm doing… I also love my life." Myne said casually with a smile, waving his hand.
The tentacle uncle hesitated for a few seconds, but in the end, his inner cowardice defeated whatever bravery he had left. His bottom line, already loose to the point of crumbling, succumbed to the fear of death. Reluctantly, he nodded. Then, he reached behind him and took out a dirty, old-looking notebook, handing it to Myne with eyes full of gratitude.
"This is a notebook where I've recorded all the rules and regulations to keep you alive since I started my duty. You must rember every instruction in it very carefully. You've just been contaminated. As long as there's no major problem, nothing will happen to you... probably. Anyway, I'd say I'll pray for your good luck, but after this never-ending nightmare, forget about it. Just co back alive... Sigh."
Myne took the notebook from the tentacle uncle, wondering where he had been hiding it—since he didn't even have a bag. Absentmindedly, he replied, "I'll keep it in mind."
The tentacle uncle gave Myne a long, deep look, as if trying to etch his handso face into the most important part of his mory, then returned to his room.
"This bastard has no confidence in ," Myne muttered as he opened the notebook. It wasn't as big as he had expected. Ignoring the rest of the nonsense, he directly flipped to the kitchen section. After quickly reading the rules and regulations for working in the kitchen, he picked up the remaining plates and utensils from the dining table and walked over to the sink to wash them.
[ Kitchen Precautions ]
[ Make sure to wash the dishes thoroughly and never look up while working in the kitchen no matter what happens.
Make sure the door of the kitchen freezer is tightly sealed. If not, then inform the landlord imdiately. ]
There weren't many restrictions about the kitchen, and to be honest, Myne didn't take them seriously at all.
"So that's the freezer, huh? I thought it was storage," Myne muttered as he looked at the freezer, which was tightly sealed with iron chains. A bloody red { ! } hovered over it, clearly indicating that he should stay as far away as possible.
Next as a certified death seeker, Myne didn't lower his head as instructed. Instead, he did the opposite. Confidently, he raised his head and looked upward.
A strange monster's body was pierced and hanging on an iron hook attached to the ceiling. It was alive, staring at him with three wide, oily green eyes. Saliva dripped from its ugly mouth, and a long tongue hung out.
The mont Myne made eye contact with the creature, he felt a slight pain in his eyes. Suddenly, he found himself surrounded by countless creepy monsters.
Then, the monsters rushed toward him and tore him apart with their claws.
After that, Myne experienced all kinds of bizarre phenona and saw things he never wanted to see if possible. If there was one common thread among all these illusions, it was that each of his deaths was more horrific and brutal than the last. Many tis, he died in ways he could never have imagined even in his weirdest nightmares.
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