Chapter 129 The Newcomer
It's shameful to admit, but in the end I could only choose to let my consciousness escape into the [simulated Dharma ring].
The young people had never seen such a wild scene before and simply couldn't accept it.
I'm outta here.
Putting everything else aside, just the fact that Miyuki pressed me down on her shoulders was enough to make me feel uncomfortable. Not to mention that the other two kept dragging me to lie down with them, and even covered my mouth several times to interrupt their spellcasting. I couldn't struggle at all!
I'm tired, whatever.
I simply closed my eyes, lay down, and pretended to be dead, letting them do whatever they wanted with my body.
I doubt these guys would dare to go too far.
I opened my eyes, and the bright light overhead, so different from the soft moonlight, made me reflexively close my eyes again. I squinted for a while to adjust before slowly turning my head to look at the side where I could hear rustling sounds from time to time.
"Ah, big brother, you're awake."
Sheng, who was chewing on the dried meat she had roasted yesterday, turned around, blinked, and handed over a handful of meat that she hadn't eaten yet: "Want some? You'll ruin your health if you keep going hungry like this."
This body does not feel hungry, and perhaps does not need to eat.
Although that's what I thought, I couldn't determine if there was an attribute similar to hunger. Appropriate eating and rest are also necessary for maintaining a person's stability, so after hesitating for a while, I nodded and accepted it.
You can definitely taste it.
Taking a bite of the now dry and hard jerky, I couldn't help but frown.
Compared to last night's dinner, or the monsters hunted while hiking in the countryside, the meat I was tearing and grinding between my teeth was tough and dry, seemingly carrying a faint, slightly fishy, and sour taste, like old cured meat that had been dried for quite some time—completely different from what I had initially imagined. This very fact became particularly repulsive with the realistic texture, and I don't know why Sheng could eat so much so earnestly and meticulously, without even showing any outward aversion.
"Huh? Am I the only one who thinks it tastes pretty good?"
Perhaps my disgust was too obvious, because Sheng exclaimed in disbelief: "Although it's rat meat, it becomes tender and juicy after just a little roasting, and there's not much of a fishy smell. It feels almost as good as those chefs' cooking. It's so delicious that my tongue feels like it's melting. I only managed to resist eating your portion because I had to resist the urge!"
I took another bite and chewed slowly, then frowned even more, shook my head, and handed the rest back: "No, never mind, you eat it. It doesn't really suit my taste."
What Sheng said might not necessarily be a lie; perhaps it's just a matter of the difference in roles between us.
Fortunately, this isn't something to worry about.
Sheng's expression visibly turned dejected: "I was thinking of sharing this with my older brother. Although it can't compare to the pork, beef, and mutton we usually eat, it's the forty-sixth most easily obtainable and delicious food in the game."
"The forty-sixth?" I asked, somewhat curious. "Were there any others before that?"
The wilted bean sprout instantly perked up and enthusiastically began to explain: "If we don't consider the 'most convenient to obtain' aspect, there are various other ingredients such as Azure Dragon Sashimi, Ancient Tree Dew, Desire Spring Water, Fire Spirit Fruit, Herbal Essence, and so on."
"Ah! Of course, I must mention the heart of the Musk Honey Dragon. It is said to be a petite dragon that exudes an alluring fragrance, a kind of regional reward, with only one of it on the entire map. Apart from being fast and having a beautiful pink shell, it has no other abilities that can lure a large number of monsters close in times of crisis."
"But that thing is too dangerous. Although it can effectively increase ability values, it is generally not recommended to try it unless you are gambling on luck... So I have never tried to have the protagonist hunt that thing to eat."
"After all, it's a dragon's offspring, right?" I nodded knowingly.
"Big brother knows it too, that's exactly how it is."
Sheng squinted as he finished the food in his hand, then rolled up the rest in paper and wrapped it up before clapping his hands clean and standing up.
"Alright! Time to start a new day."
I glanced at the wall clock, which was still running normally. It was 9:30 in the morning, a little late, but not too late.
Just before leaving, Sheng looked back at me with some unease and asked worriedly, "Are you really okay?" Only after receiving my reassurance did she nod again, take a deep breath, and open the door to the subway station hall.
The scene was almost identical to what I saw before I went to bed yesterday.
Aside from the general atmosphere being more subdued, there were almost no other issues that required special attention.
"It's okay."
Sheng quietly approached and whispered in my ear, "Although none of us are good at managing, soon a group of people will come along the subway tracks. Among those guys, there are some who can lead everyone here to survive, at least until the fourth mission officially begins."
"We just need to rely on their strength."
I nodded, then realized something was off: "Do you know where those guys came from?"
Sheng paused for a second: "It's just from..." Then he suddenly realized, "Damn it, that madman was aiming for that in the first place!"
"He might also know the information you know."
I offered a subtle reminder, then watched as the boy's androgynous face paled two shades. He paced back and forth for a moment, ignoring the slightly fearful looks and subconscious reactions of others, before quickening his pace and walking rapidly toward the escalator leading underground.
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