Minecraft: I'm Really Not a Monster

“Thank you.”

Yang Bo took the teacup Chen Meng handed over and sat unceremoniously on the sofa in the living room, his eyes scrutinizing the room's furnishings.

'This room doesn't seem familiar... It really is a parallel world.'

When he first transmigrated, he had already checked all the rooms in the apartment, especially the upper floors, which he had thoroughly searched.

He was one hundred percent certain he had never been in this room.

“Do you live here alone?”

Chen Meng, who was lost in thought, was startled by Yang Bo's sudden question and hurriedly nodded, saying:

“Yes…”

“Don't be nervous.”

Yang Bo looked at Chen Meng's timid appearance and smiled, comforting her:

“I'm not a good person, and if I wanted to do something, you wouldn't have the ability to resist.

Instead of being uneasy, you might as well go with the flow.”

“If I'm in a good mood, I might just take advantage of you and then let you go.”

The atmosphere in the room froze for a moment.

“Huh?”

Yang Bo took a sip of water unhurriedly and said with a smile, “Okay, I was just joking because you looked nervous.”

“Honestly, little girl, you have no sense of humor.”

Chen Meng felt that her back was already soaked with cold sweat.

'What a man with no boundaries!'

However, one thing he said was right: with his ability to easily lift her with one hand and strangle a female ghost with one hand...

She was just a weak woman weighing a little over a hundred pounds, and if she resisted, she would only give him a little amusement at most.

Having figured this out, Chen Meng suddenly had the idea of giving up completely, but when she saw the look in his eyes, even through his sunglasses, that made her uncomfortable all over...

That thought instantly retreated.

“I… I need to use the restroom.”

Yang Bo waved his hand and said, “Go ahead.”

Watching her run into the bathroom, Yang Bo turned his gaze to the scenery outside the window.

The outside was filled with tall buildings and flashing neon lights, and even though it was already midnight, it still seemed lively and bustling.

He stood up and walked to the window, looking at the scenery outside, wondering how he could get back.

'Logically speaking, since that female ghost could drop an energy stone, it means that this world is connected to the Abyss.

It seems I need to find a way to get to the Abyss so that I can return to the layer of the Abyss connected to De City and thus return home.'

He sighed helplessly, now hating himself for slapping himself in the face, wondering why he had bothered to throw the [Ender Pearl], what would have been wrong with just taking the hit?

Now it was all right, he had taken a hit from a meteorite, and he couldn't go home.

Just then, the bathroom door opened, and Chen Meng, dressed in a white dress, carefully walked out of the bathroom.

Seeing Yang Bo standing by the window, she actually felt a sense of desolation.

She asked cautiously, “Master, what are you looking at?”

Hearing the title 'Master,' Yang Bo couldn't help but twitch his lips twice and said, “Madam, I'm really not a master.

If you're willing, just call me Yang Bo.”

“If you're not willing, call me by my name, or you can call me Handsome.”

Chen Meng felt that the conversation was a bit difficult to continue, but for the sake of her own life, she still plucked up her courage and said, “Um, Big Brother, was that a ghost just now?”

“I'm not from around here, so I'm not sure either.”

Yang Bo shrugged his shoulders; he really didn't know what the thing he had just strangled was called in this world, then he turned and walked towards Chen Meng.

Seeing Yang Bo walking over, Chen Meng subconsciously took two steps back.

She really wanted to ask him what he wanted to do, but she was afraid that he would suddenly answer her with one word.

“Um…”

Yang Bo got close to Chen Meng, feeling the remaining spiritual power on her body, and frowned slightly.

Then, relying on his senses, he walked to the bedroom door, unceremoniously pushed it open, and immediately saw a black wooden comb placed on the table.

However, the wooden comb was now covered with cracks, and he didn't know if it had always been like this or if it had become like this after the female ghost died.

“Did someone give you this comb or…?”

Hearing Yang Bo's question, Chen Meng immediately reacted and also recalled the various strange things that had happened after she got the comb.

“I… I found it.”

Yang Bo: “……”

He had already imagined countless scenarios in his mind, such as love killings, framing, using a knife to kill, raising a ghost… and a series of other plots, but now she was telling him that she found the comb?

Wait… Could my 500,000 be Zimbabwean dollars!

Chen Meng didn't know Yang Bo's inner thoughts, but continued, “I… I saw this comb at the time, and I felt it was so beautiful, so I picked it up in the park…”

She walked into the bedroom and turned on the light, then she realized that the man in front of her could see the wooden comb she had placed on the dressing table even in the dark room.

However, her attention was quickly drawn to the wooden comb on the table.

“It… it wasn't like this at first!”

“It was that jujube red color, very new and very beautiful.”

Yang Bo waved his hand and said, “Forget it, it's all in the past, so there's no need to talk about what it used to look like.

Just throw it away.”

“Of course, if you can't bear to, you can also find some glue to put it back together, the wood looks pretty good.”

Chen Meng looked at the black and cracked wooden comb, not to mention it looked like this, she didn't want it even if it was intact.

“By the way, how much does a bottle of ordinary mineral water cost here?”

“One… or two yuan, maybe.”

Chen Meng was confused by the question.

She felt that the man in front of her was too erratic, talking about one thing and suddenly jumping to mineral water, was there some hidden meaning?

Before she could guess, Yang Bo walked out of the bedroom and said, “Okay, go to bed early today and get the money tomorrow.”

“I'll sleep on the sofa, you sleep in the bed.

Don't worry about me doing anything, if you're scared alone at night, you can turn on the light, don't look for me, please cooperate.”

Bang…

Before she could react, Yang Bo closed the bedroom door, not giving her a chance to speak.

Chen Meng's legs gave way, and she collapsed on the bed.

The heart that had been hanging in her throat finally dropped, and she couldn't help but sob softly, scrambling to the bedside table to grab her phone, which was charging.

She opened the address book and searched for a phone number.

Just as she was about to press the [Dad] number, the image of Yang Bo strangling the female ghost with one hand like strangling a chicken flashed in her mind.

In this situation, not to mention her dad, even if the police uncle came, it wouldn't be useful.

What if she angered the man outside…

'Tomorrow… give him the money and then we'll talk! After all, he saved me.'

After thinking all of this, she crawled up and lay on the bed, continuing to cry softly, not out of sadness but the feeling of surviving a disaster.

It made her unable to control her emotions at all.