Lin Yuan stayed in the Sentinel's arms for a long time, and she stubbornly believed that this Sentinel belonged to her.

Of course you can stay on as long as you want.

When she stood up, she felt a chill as she suddenly left the warm chest.

She found that she could now feel cold and heat.

Knowing joy and anger, understanding cold and warmth, you are undergoing some kind of change.

At the same time, as if fearing this change, the hunger in my body became more obvious.

A strong feeling of hunger was burning her, a part of her body felt empty, and a voice deep in her blood was shouting loudly.

It made her want to eat something immediately to fill up her empty body.

Fortunately, Lin Yuan now at least knows that the sentinel in front of him is a very important person to him.

Whatever, I don't want to hurt him.

But there are a lot of edible things in this dungeon. Countless tiny dots of light are shining in the darkness, all of which are beautiful spiritual power, tempting her to go and hunt.

I have to go out and grab something to eat. I'm so hungry.

Lin Yuan thought so in his heart, moving his tentacles, and walked out of the nest in a daze.

Ni Ji noticed that something was wrong with Lin Yuan.

Of course, something is wrong with Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan had never been normal since he found her underground. She appeared in front of Ni Ji in a completely different form, and could hardly be called a pure human being.

But at this moment, Lin Yuan gave him a feeling of terror.

The moment Lin Yuan left his arms and stood up, Ni Ji's intuition told him that he must grab Lin Yuan immediately.

Perhaps it was the two of them? Or perhaps it was the vaguely connected mental state that made him sense the danger. Or maybe it was just the sentinel's intuition.

Ni Ji felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart.

She must be kept and must not be allowed to leave at this moment.

He called Lin Yuan's name, but Lin Yuan ignored him.

She seemed to be summoned by some voice and moved out of the nest with an expressionless face.

He wanted to grab Lin Yuan, but the wet tentacles slipped from his hands.

He hadn't recovered from the weakness caused by the sensitivity adjustment. It was impossible to forcibly hold such a huge Kraken.

The forest must be preserved, no matter what means are used.

…

Lin Yuan moved to the entrance of the nest and heard a strange sound of water.

It's like being at the seaside, with waves beating against the rocks, and there's a big fish stranded on the shore.

Lin Yuan turned his head and saw a long, pure black fish tail appearing in the dimly lit nest.

The wet, wide tail fin swung gently and trembled shyly in the air.

The fire in the cave lit up for a moment, then dimmed, and the air seemed to be filled with the smell of the deep ocean. Mysterious and alluring.

The sentinel she had left deep in the lair propped himself up in the ambiguous light.

His skin stood out in the shadows, and smooth black markings appeared on his tight abdominal muscles.

The legs below the abdomen disappeared, turning into a long, wet fish tail.

a whale.

The upper body is a male body, the lower body is a black tail, and it was stranded in her nest.

He was soaking wet, with nowhere to swim, and his body was covered with wounds and blood, like a siren caught in a net.

Lying in the moist darkness, looking at himself with dim eyes.

Lin Yuan's head buzzed.

A heart was split into two halves. One half was hungry due to the blood flow and wanted to go out to find food immediately.

The other half was itching to go back to fishing.

How did he know? Lin Yuan wondered bewilderedly.

How did he know? The big fish with a human-shaped tail, black fins and a white belly was his rarest form.

The fish, the sentinel in half-beast form, reached out his hand.

The hand was rarely gloved, and the slender fingers were exposed to the air.

The finger grasped a tentacle that didn't have time to leave.

The dark eyes stared at Lin Yuan, a little blush appeared on his face, and his fingers gently stroked it.

The twisting tentacle froze, and the numbing feeling spread all the way into Lin Yuan's brain. She felt as if her heart was being grasped by that hand.

Lin Yuan forgot about being hungry, gave up looking for food, and turned back to her nest.

This sentinel is too cunning.

Not only can she tell lies but she can also act like a spoiled brat. She has completely taken control of herself.

But I just fall for his tricks and I love it very much.

This fish tail feels so comfortable to touch, so smooth and soft.

The tentacles hurriedly wrapped around the fish's tail, humming comfortably.

He did this voluntarily.

【We are not being rude.】

Strangely, this line seems very familiar, as if it has been said often in the past.

The air was filled with a special scent of marine life, the campfire was dim, and there was the sound of dripping water.

The fish's tail flapped gently and its tentacles moved in a crisscross pattern.

Lin Yuan lay in a pile of tentacles, pinching the narrowest part of the tail fin with his fingers, repeatedly playing with the protruding fish bone there.

This feeling made her feel at peace.

It seemed as if I had been in a warm and familiar place, where, too, I was sitting there in the dim light, feeling sleepy and lazily pinching the fish's tail.

That place is the safest and most comfortable place in the world, with a slightly messy yard.

The intense feeling of hunger seemed to be leaving the body, cut off and isolated.

Lin Yuan yawned and felt a little sleepy. She seemed to have not slept for many days and finally wanted to have a good sleep.

The tentacles were reeling in the big fish, the sentinel's arms were resting on his tentacles, and the two of them were curled up, leaning against each other, sleeping deep in the cave where the firelight was dim.

When Lin Yuan woke up, it was already dawn.

Of course in this dark, pupilless place, a world without light, there is no alternation of sun and moon.

It was just her internal biological clock that woke her up.

She stretched her body and no longer felt that intense, soul-hollowing hunger.

The tentacles seemed to have become less powerful and smaller in size, and even the range within which they could search the dungeon was shrinking.

Or rather, her connection with this dungeon was weakening and becoming disconnected.

Before, she felt that her body was connected to the entire contaminated area.

This world seemed to be alive, merging and penetrating with her bit by bit. In this small world, the tentacles spread infinitely in the dungeon.

She is very powerful, with unlimited strength, almost omniscient and omnipotent. Like a god.

But he also seems to be becoming increasingly cold and irrational, and is gradually losing something.

Now, that kind of connection was mostly broken. Lin Yuan seemed to wake up from the chaos.

She vaguely remembered that she was not a creature living here. She should live on the ground and be a human being with her own memories and life.

She looked back and saw a bare foot among the intertwined tentacles.

There was a circle of purple marks on the ankle. It was caused by the tentacles.

When Lin Yuan looked over, the person inside moved and retracted his foot.

"I need a set of clothes." A deep voice came from the pile of tentacles.

He sounded very calm and not panicked at all, just like he was calmly and rationally making a reasonable request.

But Lin Yuan was a guide, and he easily caught the sentry's strong overflowing emotions at the moment. You know? He was heating up, and everything was hot.

Yes, she was a guide—gradually I could remember more and more.

Now was not the time to think about it. If he didn't find a set of clothes for his sentry first, he would probably cook himself.

Who told her sentinels to transform into orcs yesterday without any warning?

A huge fish tail suddenly appeared, and all the clothes were ruined.

Her sentinel - this word should be correct. Although the memory is still very confused and I can't remember it completely, but such a close and tacit guy must belong to her.

Lin Yuan retracted his tentacles, stroked his legs which were hanging below his skirt, and walked out of the cave.

I haven't used my legs to walk for several days, and I feel like I'm not used to it anymore.

A pale, eyeless monster dragged its long tail and lurked near Lin Yuan's nest. It originally had eight arms on its back, one of which had been broken off by Ni Ji earlier. New granulation tissue was wriggling on the broken wound, and it was still slowly recovering.

He heard the noise coming out of Lin Yuan, raised his head, twitched his nose, and showed a look of alertness and confusion.

Lin Yuan gave him a very strange feeling, but also a familiar smell. He couldn't tell who Lin Yuan was and why he came out of the lair of the gods.

He hunched his back, bared his teeth and slowly backed away. After a moment, he confirmed Lin Yuan's identity.

"You... you feel different. Your scent is totally different. I almost didn't recognize you."

"I want clothes, clothes for male sentries. Go find them for me." Lin Yuan stood there and issued orders.

She didn't want to leave her lair, especially not when the sentries inside had no clothes on.

The mutant hesitated for a moment, but still obeyed Lin Yuan's order out of habit. He climbed up using his hands and feet and disappeared into the darkness.

Soon he came running back, with one or two backpacks on each arm.

A dozen or so luggage bags of various sizes were piled at Lin Yuan's feet.

"Fujilu likes to collect these. She has a room dedicated to these backpacks. I took it from there."

Lin Yuan found a set of sentry uniforms from among the many backpacks. Holding the uniforms, he squatted at the entrance of the nest and ordered his tentacles to pass them to Ni Ji from a distance.

There was no more random touching or entanglement, and no longer the recklessness of before.

The sentry took it silently in the dark and put on his clothes with his back to her.

"Have you thought about something? Have you remembered who I am?" The sentry was very sensitive and noticed the changes in Lin Yuan, so he asked.

"Just a few, very fragmentary images." Lin Yuan gestured, "But I know that we are companions."

There was only a little light here, and Lin Yuan saw a hazy back. It was a warrior's body, very beautiful, with muscles that contained strength. But it was too scarred.

There were too many wounds, as if he had been torn to pieces by the mutants countless times on his way here, and had struggled to get up again and again, only to find her with wounds all over his body.

In addition, there are many obvious bruises and redness, which are the marks left by the tentacles when the body's sensitivity is over-adjusted.

I should have found some medicine for him. Lin Yuan thought to himself, damn it, why did I treat him like this?

When Ni Ji packed up and came out of the darkness, she did not see Lin Yuan.

There are many backpacks piled on the ground outside the nest.

The mutant with a broken arm climbed up high, saw him coming out, and made a low guttural sound to him, but did not approach.

Ni Ji recognized this mutant species. When he was killing it all the way down from the upper floors, he encountered powerful mutant creatures on the way, which was a bit difficult to deal with.

At that time, he used gunpowder to blow off one of his arms.

Under Lin Yuan's order, this underground creature hated him but did not dare to attack.

Even if you smell him or hear him coming out, you can only hear some threatening growls from a distance.

Ni Ji bent down and re-lit the dark red bonfire. After the fire was burning, he fetched water and cleaned the cave full of traces.

I found a larger pot, put the edible ingredients in the backpack in an orderly manner, unpacked some of them and put them in the pot to cook.

He was busy for a long time without saying a word, as if only this kind of busyness could make him forget everything temporarily.

Forget that dark night that made you feel anxious and confused, and forget your own ugly appearance.

When there was really nothing to do, the sentry finally sat down by the fire, staring blankly at the food bubbling in the iron pot.

The firelight reflected on his face, burning his handsome features with a layer of red.

The soldiers needed high-calorie food, and many of them carried canned meat in their backpacks.

Ni Ji picked some, poured them out and cooked them in a pot.

The sauce-scented meat cubes roll in the broth simmered over a low fire, emitting an alluring meaty aroma in the dark and silent underground world.

The sentry by the fire, facing the fragrant food, did not take any action, but just sat there in a daze.

He was holding a wooden stick and occasionally poking the flame, wondering what he was thinking.

"If you don't want to eat, I can help you." The deformed creature with seven arms left climbed down from a high place.

He stopped at a safe distance, and the nostrils on his eyeless face moved.

In the darkness of the underground, creatures without sight have extremely developed senses of smell and hearing.

This damn sentry has no idea what he is eating. It smells so good.

It's cooked, but you don't solve the problem. What does it mean to just sit there and watch?

The aroma of halite slipped into his sensitive nose, tempting him to climb down.

Ni Ji scooped out a spoonful of salami, put it in an empty can, and pushed it in front of the drooling monster.

A huge mouth opened on the monster's eyeless head, and a long tongue stretched out, rolling up the entire can.

Not afraid of being scalded, he rolled the iron can and the meat into his mouth, chewed them for a while, and finally spat out the ball of scrap iron.

"Delicious." The mutant circled around the wall above Ni Ji and said, "Give it to me again. Forget about the arm."

What he said was not quite coherent, but Ni Ji understood it. If he was given a piece of food, he would not bear a grudge for the severed hand.

Ni Ji often goes deep into the contaminated area. Although the monsters in each contaminated area are different, he still roughly knows the habits of these monsters.

They are cruel and simple most of the time. They live in a weird little world and have a completely different worldview from humans.

Some of them have the same IQ as humans, and even retain the memories of the human period. But no matter what, they are no longer the original humans, and can be said to be a completely different kind of creature.

Ni Jizhong found a large jar, rinsed it, filled it with brined pork, and pushed it over.

A mutant with seven arms? It approached cautiously and tried to take the food away.

He squatted by the fire not too far away from Ni Ji, holding the jar in both hands and licking it bit by bit with his tongue.

"Delicious, delicious." His saliva dripped and he smacked his lips. "You used this trick to hook that person and crawl into his lair, right?"

Ni Ji fanned the flames without answering. For a moment, the surroundings were quiet, with only the sound of the monster licking its food.

"It's just heating it up, the simplest thing. I can also cook a lot of delicious food." The sentry beside the fire said slowly.

"Slurp, delicious... Really? I'll have it every time." The monster said vaguely, "I've never eaten hot food. We only eat raw food."

"Have you been here for a long time? Do you remember what happened before?"

"I? I have lived for a long time, and have been here since a long, long time ago. I don't remember the past, and it's the same if I remember it. I hate humans and sentinels." The monster swallowed his food and said as he ate, "I have seen many sentinels like you. It was you who broke in first, carrying terrible weapons and disturbing our lives."

"I hate it. Whenever I see it, I grab it, tear it into pieces, and eat it."

The monster finished licking the jar and was about to leave. Ni Ji picked up the spoon and filled it up for him.

The seven-armed monster sat back down. "But you're a good sentinel. I don't hate you anymore."

"Next time I'll bring you meat, fresh meat, you come and heat it up like this." The mutant bared his teeth at Ni Ji, not knowing if he was laughing or not, "There's a lot of fresh meat, what part do you like?"

Did Ni Ji know? What was the meat he was talking about?

"We don't eat our own kind," he said calmly.

"Really? Why?" The mutant showed a puzzled look, as if Ni Ji's behavior was ridiculous. "Then aren't your dead companions very pitiful? Without companions to eat their flesh, their bodies are wasted and completely disappeared from this world."

"You even eat your companions?" Ni Ji asked him.

"Silly sentinel, devouring is the greatest respect." The mutant raised his head from the pot and said seriously, "Our biggest fear is not death, but not having the right person to devour us and inherit our power. That is the real disappearance."

Ni Ji stared at the monster by the fire. "Then do you know how she - I mean, "He" - appeared?"

"Hehe, you've been here for so many days, living in the nest, and admiring that person day and night, so close." The mutant laughed at him, "Didn't he tell you the way of inheritance of the gods?"

"Actually, this adult has just been born, and is not yet a complete body..."

"You talk too much." A human girl's voice interrupted him at this time, "Why tell such things to despicable humans?"

Fujilu, wearing a white dress, appeared in the distance with a few dazed and wooden sentries, their faces gloomy.