Although its attacking methods were very monotonous, it was at least a combat aid, completely different from the black jade flame-tailed cat that was still sleeping in the pet pen.

He stuffed the white cat back into the pet pen and forbade it to harm the raven.

After a night's rest, Su Mingan opened the door and saw the people in the gathering place who had already gotten up.

The old woman was not among them. She seemed to still be in the house. Through the window, Su Mingan saw that her son was stretching out his hand with his hand on the back of her neck. A black air flowed from his body to hers.

Just as Su Mingan was about to ask about the situation, he heard a sudden voice from behind:

“…That’s the curse being passed on.”

He turned around and saw a familiar bloody red robe.

She was not wearing a hood, but had her pale white hair loose.

She was leaning against a tree, holding a shotgun in her hand, looking at him with a calm expression.

He had not yet explained to her the matter of Kelnashe, had not yet had time to say that he did not mean to abandon her.

But Siberia didn't ask, she just stood there, her expression not showing any anger of betrayal, nor rage of being deceived, just a calmness like dead water.

“…No need to explain.” She said, “It’s okay. I’m used to it.”

Being betrayed for the first time will make you sad and upset.

If you are betrayed for the second time, you will be angry, unwilling, and want revenge.

After being betrayed for the third time, he began to doubt himself.

Until the fourth time, the fifth time, the sixth time...

Siberia couldn't count how many times she had been deceived and betrayed.

Some came from her own brother and other relatives, and some came from strangers. At first, she would be sad, complain about herself, want to fight back, and want to seek revenge like a wolf, but soon, as the number of times increased, her mentality became more and more peaceful.

Pain, scars, and unhealed scars from the past, whether they are bleeding or scabbed, now seeing them happen again, will only be reduced to a faint sentence.

【I'm used to it】.

So, she just stood there holding a shotgun, not asking any questions, after having just returned from the purification chamber.

"You're back." Su Ming'an stretched out his hand: "Let's extend the contract."

He didn't say anything extra.

Because Siber's favorability has not actually decreased.

Her demands had already reached a very low level. As long as he was still with her, she would not feel that she was being abandoned.

Siber's hand rested on his, and after a flash of white light, the contract continued.

Su Ming'an didn't know where Kellnaxi had gone. Maybe he had gone to find new adventurers. After all, their agreement was only until this morning.

"What did you just say about curse transmission?" Su Mingan asked.

Siber said: "Blood relatives can touch each other at the back of the neck and pass their curse to others, thereby reducing the concentration of their own curse. Of course, in this way, the concentration of the curse of the person being passed on will increase, and it still cannot actually solve the problem."

That silly big man, even when he put his hand on his mother, was still happy, and it was obvious that he was not fully developed and could not understand what he was doing.

The old lady must have used the excuse of "playing games" to let him put his hand on her.

"This behavior...is only a temporary solution, not a cure for the disease." Siber said, "Depending on various factors such as physical constitution, people's curses will erupt at different times. Some people will die at a young age, while others will never erupt in their entire lives.

And this old lady...even if she seems safe now, after all this trouble, not only will her son not be able to escape the fate of the outbreak, but her own death will also be brought forward.

Her son... is on the verge of an outbreak, there is no hope. By doing this, she is only exchanging a few years of her life for a few months of his."

When saying this, Siber's tone was very calm.

She did not express pity or sympathy, nor did she feel indignant or sad about the fate of the people here. She seemed to have seen it all, and her mood would no longer be shaken by the changes in the world.

Simply... indifferent, like a god watching everything.

Su Mingan had already seen clearly that she was a ruthless person to the extreme. Apart from the final victory and her goal of "becoming a god here", she seemed to care about nothing.

Like a wild wolf roaming in the dome, she is used to licking her own wounds.

At this moment, Su Mingan suddenly smelled a smell of blood.

He suspected that a fight had taken place nearby and immediately walked towards the place where the blood smelled.

He pushed aside the grass and walked forward, and saw an open space.

There were two bodies lying on the open ground.

One of them had a bullet through his forehead, blood all over the floor. Another had half of his body stuck in a trap, his head and body completely separated.

Su Mingan recognized that the dead were the 'Space Man' Kellnaxi who suddenly disappeared this morning, and Erwin's follower, the 'Dead Man' Kandoya.

They died inexplicably not far from the gathering place. Their deaths seemed very quick, not like they were caused by any special abilities, but rather like a trap set by pure human wisdom.

There was the sound of grass rubbing against each other behind him, and the girl in red robe walked up to his side.

The shotgun was still in her arms, and there were bloody cuts on her arms from the friction of thorns.

It was obvious that she had not been walking steadily on the way back.

"In the morning, they ambushed on the road and wanted to kill me." She turned her head and looked at him, her light-colored eyes very calm.

"…But unfortunately, I am good at some 'tricks' of hunting."