Minecraft: I'm Really Not a Monster

After replenishing my luck for two days, I conveniently picked up Chen Meng from her home.

“Don’t move, if you move, my luck replenishment of the past two days will be wasted.”

Chen Meng: “……”

Stop telling me dirty jokes!!

“No way! I just don’t believe it, am I really that unlucky…”

Turning over, Yang Bo pinned Chen Meng on the bed, and soon a cheerful rhythm filled the room.

Wangcai, who was sunbathing on the beach, raised his head and glanced at the portal leading to the apartment building, sighed, opened his mouth, and叼着 (diāo zhe - held in the mouth) a chick, leaving this place of trouble.

‘Having good hearing isn’t always a good thing… I should go see how Jerry’s mouse kingdom is doing…’

The sun was high in the sky.

Chen Meng finally collapsed from exhaustion.

Yang Bo looked at Chen Meng, who had fallen asleep on the bed, feeling the surge of energy within her, and was speechless.

‘Crap, I’ve become a furnace!’

Chen Meng's strength has increased again. Although this strength is really useless in Yang Bo's eyes, this rate of improvement is already very exaggerated.

Putting on his clothes, Yang Bo leaned down and kissed Chen Meng.

He only heard her murmur: “I was wrong… let me… sleep for a while.”

Yang Bo: “……”

Truly useless but addicted to playing.

“You rest, I’m going to check out an interesting world.”

“Okay… go…”

After speaking, Chen Meng turned over again, hugged the quilt, and fell into a deep sleep.

Yang Bo sighed and came to the beach through the portal. His teleportation stele was placed here.

He stretched out his hand and placed it on the stele.

White light enveloped his body, and in an instant, he arrived in a wooden house.

“I need to get a tablet or phone first…”

When he entered quantum mode before, he already learned that he could see those participating in the eerie game through electronic devices.

“Seriously, are those gods gods of electronics? It's boring to recruit people to play games and still have to do live broadcasts… so perverted.”

Yang Bo flew up towards the urban area.

After these two days, the sky finally cleared up, and the bright sun shone on him, giving him a warm feeling.

Just as Yang Bo was wondering if he should exchange some of this world's currency first, he suddenly felt a familiar energy fluctuation.

This energy was just like the energy emitted from that monster that night, except this energy was a bit weak.

His gaze followed the source of the energy.

A residential building came into view. He quickly flew over and stopped outside the window on the seventh floor. Through the window, he saw a man disappear into thin air inside the room.

“艹… I’m one step late.”

He removed the window, flew into the room, and reinstalled the window.

Yang Bo surveyed the room. It was just an ordinary bedroom with a bed, a wardrobe, and a computer desk with a laptop on it.

No…

There was also toilet paper all over the floor.

“Is he that thirsty???”

Yang Bo hesitated for a moment, wondering if he should borrow this guy's laptop, mainly because he was worried about getting his hands dirty.

However, the image on the laptop screen caught his attention. A young man appeared on it, the very person who had just disappeared from this room.

“As expected, he was chosen to participate in the eerie game. His luck is something else…”

The existence of this eerie game seems to be only for the entertainment of those existences. Even after clearing the game, the most valuable reward is just getting more time to barely survive.

“Dark… this is really dark…”

Perhaps because he was a newbie, the eerie game that the young man on the screen was participating in wasn't difficult.

“Let’s see what happens first…”

Half an hour later, Yang Bo raised his head and looked at the ceiling speechlessly…

The young man died…

He died decisively. No one knows what went wrong with this kid, thinking he was the protagonist and had to be different. In the end, a monster tore his head off.

“How naive…”

He didn't have the life of a protagonist but got the protagonist's disease.

The image on the computer screen had disappeared because this image was centered on this young man.

The ‘camera’ is scrapped, and you still expect to have a picture? That's pure wishful thinking.

However…

Yang Bo suddenly felt a mental fluctuation. A headless body appeared out of thin air in the room.

It was none other than the young man who was killed by the eerie being. Immediately, the strong smell of blood dispelled the scent of pittosporum in the room.

Yang Bo couldn't help but widen his eyes: “They even take care of the pick-up and drop-off?”

Although only a remnant of a body was left, at least it gave people a thought.

Looking at the corpse, Yang Bo suddenly walked over, ignoring the bloody scene. He reached out and tore open the other party's clothes. On the chest, there was a blood-red tattoo.

The tattoo was a tightly closed eye.

It emitted a weak energy fluctuation.

“Presumably, this is the qualification…”

The Abyss Set appeared on his body, and in an instant, his perception of energy was raised to its peak.

Reaching out his hand, the special energy that was originally slowly dissipating began to re-condense under Yang Bo's influence.

A tightly closed eye gradually took shape in his hand.

As time passed, this eye became more and more real. Suddenly, the eye, which was originally just an energy aggregate, suddenly opened.

It was alive!

That special energy swept through his body.

He vowed that he saw humanized confusion in this eye.

Yang Bo quickly took off the Abyss Set, and only then did the eye perk up a bit, preparing to enter his body along his palm.

A few minutes later, looking at the ‘tattoo’ on the back of his hand, Yang Bo reached out and poked it.

The ‘tattoo’ just fell off, scaring Yang Bo into quickly catching it and sticking it back on.

“Holy crap, a temporary tattoo!!”

“This is too absurd!”

Yang Bo didn't know how to complain for a moment.

Ignoring the bloody corpse, Yang Bo sat back in the chair. Now the problem came.

He found the key to participate in the eerie game, but he couldn't find the door…

This was very uncomfortable.

“Could it be that I have to wait for this wave of players to clear the game or all die?”

When he was watching the video just now, he clearly saw this person staring at the void in front of him. Obviously, this ghost thing should also have something like a panel.

But now, he can't call out anything except his own backpack.

His gaze turned to outside the room.

A group of people were coming up the stairs from downstairs towards the room he was in.

“Is this the special department of this world? Their efficiency is quite fast.”

From the time this guy entered the game and showed his face to the present, when they came to check the water meter, it was only half an hour. This kind of work efficiency is quite high.

Invisibility.

Standing in the room.

Bang…

The door was kicked open. These people didn't feel any discomfort after seeing the corpse.

They took out instruments and began scanning the room.

As they scanned, the person's face became more and more ugly.

“No energy residue!!”

The surrounding people took out their weapons and became vigilant.

This situation had never happened before. In the past, even if they came late, there would be energy residue.