The next few days were enjoyable for Myne. He spent most of his days with Eva, teaching her how to be a qualified slave, while at night, he visited the woman in red's house to have fun with her second personality.
The woman in red, however, was in a state of shock. She discovered that while she was experiencing a ntal breakdown in a random corner of her mindscape, her second personality had taken advantage of her absence and shalessly given away her virginity without asking her. Her brain nearly short-circuited when she found that she lost her virginity in sleep, and missed her life one of the most important monts.
If it had stopped there, she might have been able to accept it. But then she found that every night, when she fell asleep, her second personality and Myne acted like a horny couple, spending the entire night together. Every morning, she awoke with a sore lower body and found a naked man hugging her tightly.
What she couldn't understand was how her second personality, who was full of psychopathic thoughts, cold-blooded, and only knew how to kill people, could possibly beco soone's lover. Especially with her venomous tongue, even though she struggled to tolerate her, let alone anyone else. And even if she ignored her past deeds and, for once, accepted that she could have a boyfriend, why the hell did she have to lay her evil hands on soone she liked? Couldn't she find soone else?
While the woman in red was consud by self-doubt and burning with jealousy, Myne followed his ability's instructions and easily removed his curse. Of course, it would have been easier if he hadn't needed to build an altar of bone and make it sturdy enough to hold until he sacrificed 100 monsters on it. This was no small feat and caused him considerable trouble. Due to the altar breaking repeatedly, Myne sacrificed approximately 350 monsters before he finally succeeded.
Anyway, after that, he also occasionally helped Waffle on his trips to hunt down so monsters for the tentacle uncle so he could conduct experints and quickly build his toy.
By the way, the tentacle uncle had sohow healed the nearly dead Lump Man and the Slit-Faced Woman, then imprisoned them in a random room after injecting them with his toxins so they stay there peacefully.
Although both were paralyzed and reduced to lab rats, their consciousness remained exceptionally clear, and they cursed their bad luck.
They had never imagined that the loser-looking tentacle man, whom they had never taken seriously, was actually a wolf in sheep's clothing, and the most terrifying person in the entire building, second only to Myne, his pets, and, of course, the woman in red.
Day 5.
The tentacle uncle's ultimate weapon finally took shape, and after he injected a large amount of neurohormones, it was able to produce a degree of autonomous activity. Though it was completely unscientific that they could move a dead body made by tying together hundreds of different body parts from other monsters, Myne didn't even know the 'S' of science, so for him, everything was acceptable as long as their plan was working fine.
While everything on the tentacle uncle's side was progressing smoothly, the woman in red, driven by jealousy, went on strike and refused to let Myne enter her house. She even decided to stay awake to prevent her second personality, the woman in black, from taking over her body and having fun with Myne behind her back. Her reasoning was simple: if she couldn't have what she desired, she wouldn't let anyone else be happy.
This left Myne unsure whether to laugh or cry. If he hadn't had Eva's support, he would have been devastated, thinking that after so much effort, he was finally reaping the rewards, only to have them snatched away before he could even enjoy it fully. Now, he could only pray for the woman in black, hoping that she could coax her sister so she would stop getting in the way of their happiness.
Day 6.
Myne and the tentacle uncle gradually added large amounts of pollutants and various strange flesh and blood as an energy source to their toy.
The woman in red remained on strike and hadn't left her house.
Day 7.
Myne, after dressing in a weird black robe and transforming himself into a dark cultist to set the mood, followed his ability's instructions, which were to "place an old item she used in the attic and draw a five-pointed star on it." As he did so, sothing strange happened, and they were able to see the tentacle uncle's daughter in ghost form.
Finally fulfilling the tentacle uncle's eternal wish and reuniting father and daughter, Myne felt very satisfied.
Except for the first ten minutes, when Myne asked soul-touching questions like how it felt to die, or if she received invitations from heaven or hell after death. Sadly, he didn't receive a single satisfactory answer from her.
In the end, Myne reluctantly left the attic, and the rest of the ti was entirely given to the tentacle uncle to have as much conversation with his daughter as possible, as there was no guarantee they could summon her again as easily as this ti.
Day 8.
Their ultimate weapon, the "pollution complex," as the tentacle uncle called it, had grown larger than they had imagined, and the entire ground floor of the apartnt couldn't accommodate it. However, the tentacle uncle was not satisfied. He desired speed and the ability to lure the tiger away from the mountain so Myne could safely slip under their noses and rush toward the source of the collapse.
At the sa ti, Myne noticed that the other party hadn't slacked off at work after contacting his daughter. Instead, he worked like a psychopath without taking even a slight break. This concerned Myne about his health. After all, he didn't want to see him dying from overwork at his desk the next morning when he ca to check on him.
"What the hell happened while I was off the third floor? Did he find a way to revive her or sothing, which made him work so intensely?" Myne couldn't help but wonder. However since it had nothing to do with him, and the tentacle uncle didn't want to discuss it, he simply ignored him.
He had more important things to worry about, like how to get the woman in red out of her house. Now he was getting worried about her
Day 9.
There was no longer any problem with the comprehensive contaminated body. The tentacle uncle, whose mind seed filled with inspiration, began to transform the Slit-Faced Woman and the Lump Man without stopping. He wanted to modify them as well, so they could help during the battle, instead of wasting space in his apartnt.
Finally, after four days of locking herself away, the woman in red also erged, with a pale expression. Clearly, in the end, her hunger had overco her dignity and jealousy in one fell swoop. Or perhaps the woman in black had finally lost her temper and shown her who was the real boss.
Anyway, although the woman in red had broken up with Myne, she was finally getting out of her sister's way, and Myne could have so peaceful ti with his girlfriend after many days.
...
On the tenth day, everything was ready.
"We are ready to leave. Hopefully, our plan works, and we return ho," Myne smiled and extended his hand to the tentacle uncle. "We may not have the chance to co back. You've had a hard ti these past few days. Thanks for all your trouble."
The tentacle uncle also extended his tentacles but did not take Myne's hand. Instead, he picked up the backpack on the ground and put it on his back.
Myne was slightly startled, then shook his head and said, "There's no need for this. I'm different from you. If things get out of hand, I have my pets to save . But what about you? If you co along, there's no knowing how things will end."
The tentacle uncle looked very calm as if he had made a decision long ago.
"I have to go for two reasons. One is the polluting complex; without , you have no way to use it. And even for , I have to be within a hundred ters of its radius to control it perfectly."
"Second, my daughter and I have spoken many tis in the past few days, and she is very painful and scared. This polluted world has imprisoned her, and she wants to be liberated. Although I don't have much hope in your plan, it's still better than doing nothing. At worst, we all beco food for those monsters."
Myne looked at him with so surprise. "Consciousness is so profound? Can you think of such things?"
This tentacle uncle is an out-and-out daughter-con, the kind with psychological blackening. It is hard to believe that he was speaking about liberating her daughter whom he was trying every possible ans to revive again.
"You don't understand!" The tentacle man's eyes were red, and his voice was a little hoarse. "When I was making the pollution complex, I seed to see a wrong ending, and I was afraid of myself, whether I wanted to let my daughter no longer suffer pain, or selfishly let her suffer in this world."
"And most importantly," The tentacle man raised his head tremblingly, "My daughter, she's begging for help! I couldn't save her on the operating table in the past, and how can I see her in pain now?"
He gritted his teeth and grabbed Myne's shoulder, his face with unprecedented firmness. "So, no matter what, I must go."
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