Lin Yuan stayed in the sentinel's arms for a long time. She stubbornly believed that this was the sentinel that belonged to her.
Of course you can stay as long as you want.
When she stood up, she felt a chill suddenly leaving the warm chest.
She found that she could now feel cold and heat.
Knowing joy and anger, understanding cold and warmth, some changes are taking place in myself.
At the same time, as if afraid of this change, the hunger in the body became more obvious.
A strong feeling of hunger was burning her. A part of her body felt empty. A voice deep in her blood was clamoring loudly, making her want to eat something immediately to fill the empty space in her body.
Fortunately, Lin Yuan now at least knows that the sentinel in front of him is a very important person to him.
No matter what, I don't want to hurt him.
But there were many things to eat in this underground city. Countless tiny dots of light shone in the darkness, all of which were beautiful spiritual powers, tempting her to go and hunt.
I have to go out and get 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 there was something 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 horror.
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 still vaguely connected mental state between the two 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 moved out of the nest with an expressionless face, as if she was summoned by some voice.
He wanted to grab Lin Yuan, but the wet tentacles slipped from his hands.
He had not yet recovered from the exhaustion caused by the adjustment of his sensitivity. It was impossible to forcibly hold back such a huge Kraken.
Lin Yuan 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 is 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 shook shyly in the air.
The fire in the cave lit up for a moment, then dimmed, and the air seemed to carry a scent from the depths of the ocean. Mysterious and alluring.
The sentinel she had left deep in the lair propped himself up in the ambiguous light.
His skin looked pale in the shadows, with smooth black markings on his tight abdominal muscles.
The legs below the abdomen disappeared, turning into a long, wet fish tail.
A whale.
The upper body is male, the lower half is black-tailed, and it was stranded in her nest.
He was soaked all over, 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, his eyes looked at himself dimly.
Lin Yuan's head buzzed.
The heart was split into two halves, one half was hungry due to the blood rushing through it and wanted to go out to find food immediately.
The other half was itching to turn around and go back to fishing.
How did he know that? Lin Yuan wondered bewilderedly.
How did he know that 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 forward.
The hand was rarely gloved, and the slender fingers were exposed to the air.
The fingers grasped a tentacle that had no time to leave.
The dark eyes stared at Lin Yuan, a hint of blush appeared on his face, and his fingers gently stroked it.
The twisting tentacles froze, and the numbing feeling was transmitted all the way to Lin Yuan's brain. She felt as if her heart was being grasped by that hand.
Lin Yuan forgot about her hunger, gave up looking for food, turned around and went back to her nest.
This sentry is too cunning.
She can lie and cheat, and she is also so good at acting like a spoiled child. She has completely taken control of herself.
But I just fall for his tricks and find them extremely unapproachable.
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 the special scent of marine life, the campfire was dim, and there was the sound of dripping water.
The fish's tail flapped gently and the 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, also like this, 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 detaching from the body, as if being cut off.
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 the tentacles, and the two men were curled up, leaning against each other, sleeping deep in the dimly lit cave.
When Lin Yuan woke up, he felt that it was daybreak.
Of course in this dark, pupilless place, a world without light, there is no alternation of sun and moon at all.
It was just her internal biological clock that woke her up.
She stretched her body and no longer felt the 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 more 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 limitless strength, almost omniscient and omnipotent. Like a god.
But he also seemed to be becoming increasingly cold and irrational, and was gradually losing something.
Now, that 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 exposed among the intertwined tentacles.
There was a circle of purple marks on the ankle, which 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 composed, not panicking at all, as if he was just making a reasonable request calmly and rationally.
But Lin Yuan was a guide, and he easily caught the sentinel's strong overflowing emotions at the moment. He knew that he was getting hotter and hotter everywhere.
Now was not the time to dwell on this. If he didn't first go find a set of clothes for his sentinel, he would probably cook himself.
Who told her sentinel to transform into an orc yesterday without any preparation
A huge fish tail suddenly appeared, and all the clothes were damaged.
Her sentinel - this word should be correct. Although my memory is still confused and I can't remember it completely, such a close and tacit guy must belong to her.
Lin Yuan retracted her tentacles, stroked her legs under her skirt, and walked out of the cave.
I haven't used my legs to walk for several days, and I feel a little uncomfortable.
A pale-skinned, eyeless monster dragged its long tail and lurked near Lin Yuan's nest. It had eight arms on its back, one of which had been broken by Ni Ji earlier. New flesh was wriggling on the broken end, and it was still slowly recovering.
He heard the noise of Lin Yuan coming out, raised his face, moved his nose, and showed a vigilant and confused look.
Lin Yuan gave him a very strange feeling, but in the strangeness there was a familiar smell, which made him unable to 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. The smell is completely different, I almost didn't recognize it."
"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 when the sentinels inside didn't even have 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, carrying 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 got them from there."
Lin Yuan dug out a set of sentry uniforms from among the many backpacks. Holding the uniforms, he squatted at the entrance of the nest and used his tentacles to pass them to Ni Ji from a distance.
There was no more random touching or entanglement, and no more recklessness like before.
The sentry took it silently in the dark and put on his clothes with his back to her.
"Are you thinking about something? Have you remembered who I am?" The sentry was very perceptive and noticed Lin Yuan's changes, so he asked.
"Just a few, very fragmentary images." Lin Yuan gestured, "But I know 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 covered in scars.
In addition, there were many obvious bruises and redness, which were the marks left by the tentacles when the body's sensitivity was over-adjusted.
I should go get him some medicine. Lin Yuan thought to himself, damn it, why did I do this to him
When Ni Ji packed up and came out of the darkness, she did not see Lin Yuan.
There were many backpacks piled on the ground outside the nest.
The mutant with a broken arm climbed up high, saw him coming out, made a low guttural sound at him, but did not approach.
Ni Ji recognized this mutant. When he was killing his way down from the higher levels, he encountered powerful mutant creatures on the way, which were a bit difficult to deal with.
At that time, I used gunpowder to blow off one of his arms.
Under the orders of Lin Yuan, although this underground creature hated him, it did not dare to attack.
Even if you smell him or hear him coming out, you can only hear some intimidating growls from a distance.
Ni Ji bent down and relit the dark red bonfire. After the fire was lit, he drew water and cleaned the cave that was covered with traces.
I found a larger pot, sorted out the edible ingredients in the backpack, and put some of them into the pot to cook.
He was silent and busy for a long time, as if only this kind of busyness could make him forget everything temporarily.
Forget that confusing night and forget your own ugly appearance.
When there was nothing left 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, giving his handsome features a crimson hue.
The soldiers needed high-calorie food, and many carried canned meat in their backpacks.
Ni Ji picked some and poured them out into a pot and cooked them.
The marinated meat chunks roll in the broth simmering over a low fire, emitting the tempting aroma of meat in the dark and silent underground world.
The sentry by the fire, facing the fragrant food, did not touch anything, but just sat there in a daze.
He held a wooden stick and occasionally poked the flame, not knowing 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 the height.
He stopped at a safe distance, and the nostrils on his eyeless face moved.
In the darkness of the underground, creatures without sight have exceptionally developed senses of smell and hearing.
I don’t know what this damn sentry is doing, but it smells so good.
It's cooked, but it's not eaten. I don't know what the point is of just watching it.
The aroma of the braised meat slipped into Min's nose, tempting him to climb down.
Ni Ji scooped out a spoonful of braised meat, 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 the heat, he rolled the tin can and the meat into his mouth, chewed them for a while, and finally spat out the crumpled scrap of iron.
"Delicious." The mutant circled the wall above Ni Ji, "Give it to me again. Forget the arm."
What he said was not very coherent, but Ni Ji understood it. If he was given a portion of food, he would not bear grudge for the broken hand.
Ni Ji often went deep into the contaminated areas, and although the monsters in each contaminated area were different, he still roughly knew 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 memories from their human days. But no matter what, they are no longer the original humans, and can be said to be completely different creatures.
Ni Ji found a large jar, rinsed it, filled it with braised meat, and pushed it over.
The seven-armed mutant approached cautiously and took 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 fiddled with the flames without answering. For a moment, the surroundings became quiet, with only the sound of the monster licking its food.
"It's just heating it up, it's very simple. I can cook a lot of delicious food." The sentry beside the fire said slowly.
"Slurp, delicious... Really? I'll have it every time." The monster's voice was vague. "I've never eaten hot food. We only eat raw food."
"Have you been in this place for a long time? Do you remember what happened before?"
"Me? I've lived a long time, and have been here since a long, long time ago. Before? I don't remember it a long time ago, and even if I do remember, I hate humans and sentinels." The monster swallowed his food and said as he ate, "I've seen many sentinels like you. You were the ones who broke in first, carrying terrifying weapons and disturbing our lives."
"It's disgusting. 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 raised 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 can 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?"
Ni Ji knew what the meat he was talking about was.
"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 your dead companions wouldn't be very pitiful? Without companions to eat your flesh, your body would be wasted and completely disappear 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 greatest fear is not death, but not having the right person to devour us and inherit our power. That would be the real disappearance."
Ni Ji stared at the monster beside the fire. "Then do you know how she - I mean, "He" - appeared?"
"Hehe, you've been here for so many days, living in the lair, and being so close to that person day and night." The mutant laughed at him, "Didn't He tell you the inheritance method of the God Clan?"
"In fact, this adult has just been born, and is not yet a complete form..."
"You've said 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, her face gloomy.
(End of this chapter)