Minecraft: I'm Really Not a Monster

Because no one was around, even the roadside in the residential area was overgrown with weeds. Although there wasn't a single person in the area, it wasn't silent.

Sounds arose from time to time.

Yang Bo raised his head and looked at Building No. 2, which was closest to the gate. He reached out and touched Wangcai's head, saying, "It seems there are quite a few surprises in this residential area."

Stepping into a pitch-black unit door, the corridor was covered with dust and cobwebs. The pure white walls had turned somewhat yellow for some unknown reason.

"Wangcai, wait for me downstairs for a bit. If there's any danger, just bark twice."

With Wangcai's size, he would be greatly restricted in the corridor. If he really encountered any sudden situations, he could also use [Whistle] to teleport Wangcai to his side.

"Woof!"

Wangcai nodded very human-like, and then guarded the entrance of the unit door, observing the situation outside.

Seeing this, Yang Bo walked upstairs with peace of mind. Soon, a security door that had obviously been violently kicked open from the inside on the first floor came into his view.

He walked forward, squatted down, stroked the deformed security door, and murmured softly:

"This power is at least at the same level as the Rat King..."

The Rat King Jerry's strength was very strong, at least no worse than Wangcai's. Its shortcomings were speed and ranged attack methods.

Looking into the room through the dilapidated security door, it had been messed up by unknown creatures. Various dried bloodstains covered the walls, and there were some dried human limbs on the ground.

Based on the situation inside the room, Yang Bo clearly understood one thing: this monster ate people.

Yang Bo took out the stone axe and cautiously walked into the room. Because the door had always been open, there was no unpleasant smell in the room.

He looked around the other rooms and found no abnormalities.

"I wonder where the monster that ran out of here went..."

Yang Bo did not forget the task of coming to the county town this time. After confirming that there was no danger, he went straight into the kitchen.

Compared to the living room, the situation in the kitchen was much better. At least there were no dried bloodstains, bones, and limbs flying around.

"Salt, vinegar, soy sauce, MSG... everything is quite complete."

Thinking about it, even in the apocalypse, no one would risk going to someone else's kitchen to get seasonings.

After searching the kitchen carefully, he found some stewing ingredients. It seemed that the owner of this house often cooked at home.

Finally, he removed all the gas tanks and gas stoves placed in the cabinet and stuffed them into his backpack.

"I'll go upstairs to see if there are any other good things. While I'm here, I'll bring more things back in one go."

At least bring a few more chairs or sofas. When the time comes, build a house in the middle of the lake, put sofas and small tables, and it will be so comfortable.

...

After spending more than an hour, Yang Bo walked down from upstairs with a full load. The empty backpack when he came was now filled with all kinds of messy things.

Looking at Wangcai lying at the entrance of the unit, he called out to him with a smile:

"Wangcai, let's go home."

"Woof!"

Wangcai, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately wagged his tail happily when he saw Yang Bo coming back. He took out a bag of dog food from his backpack and handed it to Wangcai.

"Look what good stuff I brought you!"

Wangcai was an ordinary Chinese rural dog. He might not have eaten dog food before the mutation. He looked at the bag in front of him with some doubt and sniffed it carefully.

Then he turned his head aside with a look of disdain.

Yang Bo raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a smile, "What? This is a special high-quality dog food prepared for pet dogs. Don't you want to try it?"

"Woof... Woof... Woof!"

(I, Wangcai, would rather starve to death and jump off this residential building than eat this high-quality dog food.)

Wangcai remained unmoved. This thing was completely fooling dogs. As a dog with aspirations, how could he eat the things that only pet dogs eat?

"Really not eating? If you don't eat, forget it. I'll take it back to Jerry. He eats everything anyway."

Yang Bo adhered to the virtues of thrift and had already thought about the best candidate for this dog food.

Jerry: 'I'm really going to thank you!'

Riding Wangcai, the man and dog faced the already reddish sun and returned to the square safely along the way.

Opening the entrance to the underground, a ray of sunlight shone into the tunnel leading to the underground, rendering the passage the color of sunset.

Jerry was now lying next to the round stone where the mutated hen was imprisoned, hearing the footsteps of Yang Bo and Wangcai.

He propped up his body and stood up.

"Squeak squeak..."

Yang Bo smiled and took out the bag of dog food from his backpack, and said to Jerry with that trustworthy smile:

"Jerry, come and try the high-quality rat food I brought you."

Hearing Yang Bo's words, Jerry looked up at the dog logo on the bag, and then stared at Yang Bo intently.

Looking at Jerry's eyes, a melody couldn't help but pop into Yang Bo's mind.

'Although you have never said a word, you can understand the black and white and truth and falsehood in the world...'

Seeing Jerry's small eyes, Yang Bo reached out and scratched his head, and said with a chuckle, "This is indeed dog food, but I guarantee you will definitely like it."

Throwing the dog food to Jerry, the Rat King Jerry didn't object either. He sniffed the smell of the dog food and started eating it.

Seeing that the spoils and food he brought back were being eaten so happily by Jerry, Yang Bo was relieved. He took out a pickaxe from his backpack and knocked open the round stone that imprisoned the mutated chicken.

"Damn, where's my fat chicken?"

The originally clean round stone single room now only had a pile of chicken feathers left, looking like a wolf had broken into a chicken coop.

Jerry's body suddenly froze while he was wildly devouring dog food, and the next moment, like he was having a seizure, he quickly ran to the gap in the round stone room, looking at the pile of chicken feathers in disbelief.

"Squeak squeak squeak... squeak squeak..."

"Squeak squeak..."

Yang Bo only felt a little regret about the disappearance of the hen and had no other emotions.

Seeing Jerry so anxious that he stood up, fearing that he would blurt out human words in a while, Yang Bo quickly comforted him:

"It's okay... it's okay, we can go outside later and look for other mutated creatures. It's just a chicken, eating anything is not a big problem."

After comforting Jerry's emotions, Yang Bo knocked open all the round stones. Jerry was the first to rush in, stretching out his two front paws and quickly rummaging through the pile of chicken feathers.

The hen had indeed disappeared.

After all, a body of one and a half meters could not be hidden at all.

"Squeak squeak..."

Jerry, buried in the chicken feathers, discovered an abnormality, and made an excited cry. He laboriously hugged an egg the size of a basketball from the chicken feathers with his two small paws.

Yang Bo stepped forward, took the egg handed over by Jerry, and carefully looked at it. Apart from the size, this egg didn't look much different from ordinary eggs.

"Is this the egg laid by that chicken?"

Scanning the smooth ground, a bold idea popped into Yang Bo's mind.

'Or is this the chicken!!'