Finally, the tentacles brought back an old backpack, which might have been left behind by a sentinel long ago and was covered in dust.
But the food inside was not expired, and some of the cans were still edible. Tentacle took out those cans and showed them to Ni Ji.
After seeing Ni Ji nod, the tentacles twisted into puzzled postures.
Such a cute sentinel, could it be that he only eats food that smells so bad
It was cold and icy, not very fresh, and had a lot of chemicals added to it. It was far less nutritious than live mice and insects.
At this time, there was a bonfire on the ground, and the situation inside the nest could be seen. The space here seemed very large, with countless passages and forks deep inside, dark and unknown where it would eventually lead to.
There are many exposed pipes on the roof and walls, as well as some thick metal barriers. I don't know what this building was used for in the past.
But the water purification system here was still working properly. Ni Ji saw a huge pool nearby with an automatic induction water outlet on top. A water pipe had cracked somewhere and water was dripping down.
The dripping sound I had been hearing was coming from there.
The tentacles swam over with the can on their backs, washed their arms and legs in the pool, and twirled on a large towel to dry them, washing the can as well.
Ni Ji discovered that although Lin Yuan had lost his memory, some of his behaviors and preferences were still the same as before.
For example, she is very careful to clean her hands, and for example, she is easily soft-hearted towards him.
The tentacles opened the can, pinched Ni Ji's chin, rolled up a ball of meat paste, and prepared to feed him.
"I can do it myself." Ni Ji said, "Thank... Thank you."
He really didn't want to eat something that Lin Yuan stuffed into his mouth with her tentacles under her indifferent and calm gaze. He felt inexplicably ashamed.
Fortunately, there were only the two of them here, and no one else. Many things could be done in private, and not so embarrassing.
The tentacle thought for a moment and placed the opened can on the ground in front of him.
Ni Ji stretched out his hand and took the opened tin can in the flickering firelight.
There was still dried blood clots on his fingers. The magic sword had cut a deep gash in his palm, and the flesh had rolled out to both sides, which was a terrifying sight.
When he touched the cold iron sheet, his eyes went dark and he almost knocked over the can of food.
The tentacles helped to hold the tin in time, and pushed it in the direction of Ni Ji - they all stood around with great interest, waiting to see this cute and delicate guy eat.
Their sentinels are so weak that they cannot take care of themselves and cannot even hold a tin can.
Needs careful care.
So cute.
I want to see how he eats.
Ni Ji forced himself to hold the can steady and felt his fingertips still trembling slightly.
A soldier who is supposed to hold a gun doesn't even have the strength to pick up a small can.
He always thought that he could hold on for a long time, and could fight to the death indefinitely until he found Lin Yuan and went back with her.
In fact, he found that if he was not by Lin Yuan's side at this moment, he would be protected in the nest by Lin Yuan's tentacles.
He must have died outside long ago, torn to pieces by those grinning monsters.
Ni Ji scooped a spoonful of meat from the can with an iron spoon and stuffed it into his mouth.
Because of the overdose, he had no appetite at all, but he forced himself to chew and swallow a little with difficulty.
He needed to replenish his energy and recover as quickly as possible.
We need to find out why Lin Yuan has become like this. Wake her up and take her back.
What if Lin Yuan can’t wake up
Ni Ji's hand paused, and without thinking any further, he just scooped up a large spoonful of food, stuffed it into his mouth, and forced himself to swallow it.
The tentacles have found new fun.
They looked at the human being, who was eating his food in small bites with a small spoon.
He only ate a little and then had to rest for a long time.
When he rests, he curls up, hugging one arm and sleeping among them all.
His body is soft, smells amazing, and he won't let go of the tentacle even when he's asleep.
The tentacles even fought for the right to be the one held in his arms, twisting themselves into a knot underground where humans could not see them.
When the sentry woke up again, he seemed to be better. He crawled to the fire and found a folding pot from the backpack. He cooked himself a small pot of hot soup.
I drank it in small sips. So cute.
I even asked them if they wanted to drink together.
Lin Yuan shook his head to indicate no.
The sentry took out a small bag of sugar from the backpack and melted it in the small pot.
When it turns slightly yellow, pour the syrup into a round bottle cap and let it condense.
Finally, use a small stick to pour out the solidified round sugar cubes like a magic trick.
His fingers were very nimble, and he looked quiet and peaceful as he sat by the campfire.
Whatever you do, it seems to be fun.
The tentacles and Lin Yuan were having a great time watching together.
Finally, the sentry twisted the small stick and handed the golden transparent sugar cake to Lin Yuan.
"Is it made for me?" Lin Yuan said, "I'm different from you. I don't need to eat."
She refused, but her fingers couldn't help but take it. Her white fingers pinched the sugar cake, turning it back and forth to look at it.
The translucent, light amber food exudes an enticing smell.
Lin Yuan tried to lick it, and his eyes lit up. He took the whole thing into his mouth.
She saw the sentry laugh.
What are you laughing at? I won't give it back to you, Lin Yuan thought.
"Haven't you eaten anything these days?" Lin Yuan heard the sentry say this.
"What do you mean these few days? I never eat anything." Lin Yuan licked the candy, "Since I was born."
"How long have you been born?" the sentry sitting by the fire asked casually.
"How long? Not that long." Lin Yuan had no concept of time, but she knew that not much time had passed since she could remember.
Perhaps it was the “few days” the sentinel mentioned.
She could sense that the sentinel was testing her, but his tone also revealed a genuine concern, and the food he gave was very sweet, so she was willing to answer him.
Lin Yuan licked the candy and told the sentry that he was the god of this entire dungeon.
She was just born and only remembered the past few days. She didn't remember anything before she was born.
She controls all living things in the dungeon. She only devours the souls sacrificed by her people and does not eat food.
But in fact, these words were only heard from her relatives.
She was a newly born deity who had not yet tasted any sacrifices.
It seems that he has no real interest in the so-called soul-devouring.
Of course, the purpose of her saying this was just to assert her sovereignty over the sentinel in front of her.
"No matter what, everything here belongs to me, including you, of course." Lin Yuan said to the sentry as a matter of course, "So you belong to me, all of you. You can't leave here."
"I will not leave," said the sentinel at the campfire. "I will not leave your side."
What a good human being. Lin Yuan was satisfied.
She didn't notice that the sentinel's words changed from "not leaving here" to "not leaving your side".
Anyway, these two sentences sound consistent in emotion.
Lin Yuan stayed in the nest for two days and wanted to go out for a walk, but he was worried about his sentinels.
She found some iron chains left here, which were said to have been used to tie up some disobedient and powerful guys.
The top of the chain is connected to a metal collar with some kind of thin long needle inside. When it locks the neck, any strong creature will not have the strength to struggle and escape.
Lin Yuan squatted beside the sentry and put the collar around the sentry's neck.
The sentry sat there with his brows lowered, very submissive, with no intention of resisting her.
With such a well-behaved sentry, it doesn’t matter if we don’t lock him up, right
"You can't run away." Lin Yuan said.
"I won't run away."
"Don't wander around. There are a lot of places you can't go."
The sentry lowered his eyelashes and hummed.
Lin Yuan didn't find any special emotions, so he felt relieved.
"Stay here and recover. I'll find you more food."
When Lin Yuan came back for the first time, the sentry did not run around. He stayed obediently in Lin Yuan's nest.
He even cleaned the nest.
When Lin Yuan came back, the floor was tidy and clean, and even some messy pipes on the wall had been tied up.
When the tentacles move around, it is no longer easy to be scratched.
He stuffed all the odds and ends he had brought back into his possession—various utensils and food left behind by humans in the city, as well as some small toys that he found interesting but whose uses he had no idea about.
Some of the things made the sentinel very happy, and some made him blush slightly.
"This is not for me, don't bring it back next time."
When I came back the second time, I saw the sentry sitting by the sink washing his upper body.
When he heard the noise, he turned around quickly. Lin Yuan only saw a wet back.
The shoulders of that back were broad, and they tightened all the way down. The muscles were smooth, and the shoulder blades took on a beautiful shape when they moved.
There were crisscross scars all over his back, all left by bites, and the blood-red wounds had not yet completely healed. It was amazing that he was not torn to pieces and could still stand like this to clean himself.
But Lin Yuan felt that it did not make him look ugly, but instead made him look dangerous and powerful.
A beautiful and strong male who only showed his weakness in front of her.
The firelight was not very bright, and Lin Yuan saw half of the wet sentry's face turned sideways in the firelight.
"Sorry, I didn't know you were home. I'll be back soon."
His hair was washed clean and was a wet black color, his eyes were like pebbles dipped in an icy spring, his nose was beautiful, and his lips were stained with water.
Lin Yuan just stood at the door of the nest and watched without going in. The tentacles surged in the darkness.
She didn't know why she didn't go in. Her sentinel was not only cute, but also so beautiful.
She always felt as if she remembered this face, as if when his face was still covered in blood, she knew very well that after washing it clean, such a bright face would be revealed.
Where does this sense of familiarity come from
Lin Yuan felt a dull pain in his head, as if it had been hit hard, and something imprisoned inside was rushing around.
Regardless, she gradually became more relaxed about the sentinels in her lair.
He has always been very well behaved and docile, making himself all kinds of sweet food and cleaning.
It can feed itself, treat its own wounds and clean its body.
Only when the tentacles occasionally wanted to play with him, he would ask her not to do so in a nice voice.
Considering that he was a delicate and well-behaved sentry, Lin Yuan agreed.
He stayed in his den and never wandered around.
Lin Yuan gradually stopped being on guard against him.
"You're pampering that sentinel too much." Fujilu said to her, "This is not a good thing. He will escape from here and betray you. Sooner or later, you will regret it."
Lin Yuan ignored her.
"It's okay, Sister Lin Yuan. You will soon find out that indulgence only leads to betrayal. Only pain and terror can earn you eternal loyalty."
"He won't leave. He promised." Lin Yuan said.
"You have many ways to control the sentinels. There is no need to indulge them blindly." Fujilu laughed, "In fact, you can try it on him. Then you will find that he will become more obedient and more interesting."
At this time, the two of them were walking in a huge underground palace.
This place looks like an ancient sacrificial site.
The walls were covered with delicate murals, a scarlet carpet covered the high steps in the middle, and a rectangular altar sat at the top.
The altar was pure white, but the patterns on the ground were dried up with a dirty black color. I don't know how many people's blood had flowed here, seeping deeply into the stone and becoming a color that could not be washed away.
On the long steps leading to the altar, there lay a huge, withered body.
The body was extremely huge, extending all the way from the darkness to here, occupying most of the space in the entire temple.
It was like a long string of old, withered tree roots, crawling out from the darkness, and finally becoming entangled and dead on the long staircase.
The huge claws, as dry as rotten branches, were stiff and stretched towards the sky.
It was so huge and decayed that Lin Yuan had a hard time distinguishing its facial features and the position of its head from its layered appearance.
All I know is that this extremely old life seemed to be eager for something before it died. It had fought and struggled fiercely with someone here.
Eventually it failed, lost everything, and was left with only a corrupt, rigid shell.
It is said that it was the previous god of this underground city.
Lin Yuan didn't like this place, even though it was where he was born.
Every time I came here, I looked at the decayed body that took up most of the space, the pure white altar and the dirty black bloodstains on the ground.
She felt a vague sense of fear and discomfort.
But there seemed to be something here that tempted her. She always instinctively wanted to get closer, enter again and again, and walk to the base of the altar.
Lin Yuan felt her brain hurt again. Her mind was in a mess, as if there were many voices shouting at her to leave and wake up.
Something was tempting her, trying not to leave but to get closer to the altar.
The two thoughts pulled her back and forth, giving her a severe headache.
She always felt like she had forgotten something. Something very important that should not be forgotten.
Lin Yuan felt so uncomfortable that he turned around and walked back, wanting to leave.
"Don't go, you are our god, the new god."
In the empty palace, voices came from nowhere. They were light, ethereal, and fragmented, with a primitive temptation.
"Come, follow me. Accept our offering."
“You will become more powerful, master everything, and be able to do anything.”
Lin Yuan looked up blankly and saw Teng Lu's face, the huge withered and dead trunk, and the many strange creatures lurking in this palace.
They were either crawling on the ground or hanging from the roof. Eyeless faces were swaying before Lin Yuan's eyes.
These are my companions, monsters like me,
She was thinking vaguely in her mind.
She felt an instinctive hunger, as if something was calling out from deep within her soul, growing from her blood, tempting her heart.
This made her feel very thirsty and hungry, and she urgently wanted to devour something to make herself stronger.
The tentacles grew and spread underground. There seemed to be the best soil here. The mysterious primitive power made Lin Yuan's tentacles stronger and more numerous.
They can spread infinitely throughout the dungeon, reaching every corner.
Lin Yuan saw many bright lights in the darkness, and the tips of the tentacles faintly touched each bright spot.
Those are the spiritual worlds of individual human beings, some are very small, some are bright and brilliant.
They are entering the underground city.
Lin Yuan saw many people at the same time.
Some were fighting the mutants, some were bending over to pick up things, some were crying in sorrow as they hugged their dead companions, and some were rejoicing over their own gains.
Sadness, joy, greed, rage, all kinds of emotions were recovered from the spider-web-like underground and gathered in Lin Yuan's mind.
The spiritual fluctuations of those people appeared clearly in Lin Yuan's sight one by one, some strong, some weak, rich and colorful, like sacrifices placed on the altar, waiting to be chosen by the gods.
Lin Yuan felt hungry, and a faint idea arose deep in his blood. He wanted to swallow these bright spots of light and integrate them into himself, so that he would no longer be hungry and become stronger.
In the chaos, her spirit slowly permeated the entire huge dark world, extending infinitely outward to every corner.
She saw everything, controlled everything, and became one with this underground world.
Human emotions are becoming increasingly weak in this vast spiritual world.
She began to become cold, rational, and omniscient.
Until she saw that particularly bright light.
The spiritual body there was extremely powerful and extremely bright, like a bright star in the dark night. It was hard not to notice it.
Is that the sentinel
Her sentinel
He did not stay obediently in the nest that he had marked out for himself.
Instead, he had quietly followed him into the temple at some point. Now, he was carefully groping his way forward at the outskirts of the temple, exploring something.
"He cheated on me?" A surge of anger suddenly rose in Lin Yuan's calm heart.
It's not a big deal, just a sentry strolling out.
But the coldness, rationality, omniscience and omnipotence, the shallow divinity that had just been born, disappeared in an instant.
He lied to me.
The sentry who pretended to be good.
Lin Yuan left the altar angrily, no longer paying attention to the voice calling from inside the temple, and walked out.
In the spacious temple, the deformed creatures gathered together, poking their heads out in the darkness and looking at each other in bewilderment.
"Failed again?" Fujilu sat down on the steps dejectedly, burying herself in the withered giant body.
"Why on earth is this happening? We were so close to success this time."
(End of this chapter)