Free Web NovelChapter 346: Chapter 321: Dogs Like to Eat Bones
The Kobold’s expression turned extremely sensitive at the mention of the two words "spicy sticks."
’Spicy sticks?’
’What spicy sticks?’
’Where did this human get spicy sticks?’
’Could it be that this human stole the food?’
’Impossible, absolutely impossible!’
’But where did this human’s spicy sticks come from?’
’Could she have brought them in with her?’
Regardless, if she had a large supply of food from the human world, his problems would be easily solved.
So, the Kobold didn’t attack immediately. He wanted to see the spicy sticks.
"Where are the spicy sticks?"
Wen Ying casually pulled a pack of spicy sticks from her pocket.
They were indeed spicy sticks, and they looked exactly the same as the ones missing from his storeroom.
They could absolutely pass for the real thing!
’No, wait. These could be used to entertain distinguished guests.’
The Kobold’s breathing quickened. "How many spicy sticks do you have?"
"If you have a lot of spicy sticks, and other food, I can forgive your transgressions and offense. I can even overlook the fact that your friend is a thief."
The Kobold felt he had already made a significant concession.
’If this human knows what’s good for her, she’ll hand everything over voluntarily.’
"My patience is running thin. You must take me to the food immediately, or neither you nor your friend will meet a good end."
As if feeling his words weren’t threatening enough, the Kobold stretched out an arm. It extended indefinitely, snaking toward the end of the hall and even turning a corner.
When the Kobold’s arm retracted, Wen Ying saw he was clutching a stranger in his hand.
"Help me! Help me, I can’t die! Heroine from the East, save me! I can give you a lot of clues!"
The man in his grasp looked at Wen Ying with frantic desperation, pleading for help.
Out of fear, a puddle... reeking foully... had already formed beneath him.
Unfortunately for him, Wen Ying was unmoved.
She merely gave him a casual, indifferent glance.
Suddenly, the Kobold began to knead the man in his hands as if he were a ball of dough.
The man’s organs were mashed together.
His mouth vanished.
His neck vanished.
And...
(BEEP—System-provided harmonization service)
THUD!
A large crater appeared in the wall. The spherical object seemed to have deflated somewhat, and a red liquid slowly seeped from it.
It grew ever more vivid, and ever more terrifying.
Wen Ying remained unmoved.
The more timid viewers of the live stream had already covered their eyes.
Even the braver ones stared at the screen with trepidation, some even running to the bathroom to vomit.
If they hadn’t seen it with their own eyes, they could never have imagined such a terrifying scene.
That was a living, breathing person, turned into a toy in just a few seconds.
’If that were me, could I have escaped that crisis?’
’Would I have become a toy, too?’
The scene assaulted everyone’s senses and broke down their psychological defenses.
But they kept watching Wen Ying’s stream, because in the past, a broadcast like this would have been illegal—banned, and the creator possibly even detained and fined.
But now, the authorities were actually supporting it. What did that imply?
It meant that things like this might one day appear in their own lives!
No one wanted to die!
Everyone wanted to live!
But what was the price of survival?
Faced with so much fear, all they could do now was endure, accept, and adapt!
Otherwise, when the time came, they would probably be the first to die!
Even if it meant nightmares every night, they had to watch Doctor Wen’s stream.
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The Kobold stared coldly at Wen Ying. "Can you take me to the spicy sticks now?"
Wen Ying was clearly terrified. She waved her hands in panic. "No, I’m scared. I’m so weak right now I can’t walk."
As she spoke, she even dry-heaved a few times.
It looked completely real.
The Kobold frowned. ’This woman was acting so fearless just a moment ago. I didn’t think she was such a coward.’
’Did I overdo it?’
’Humans are so troublesome!’
But the Kobold had no choice but to wait for this troublesome human to recover.
After about five minutes, seeing the Kobold’s expression grow more and more impatient, Wen Ying straightened up. "I’m better now. But it’s late, time to rest. Good night, Lord Dog Head. After all, I still have to continue cleaning tomorrow."
The Kobold: "..."
’When did I give this human permission to leave?’
’And her train of thought is a little... strange!’
’Shouldn’t she be finding food for me right now?’
’How did we get onto the topic of sleeping and resting?’
