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I picked up the fruit and took a bite. The fruit was bitter and astringent, and the taste was really bad.

Is it... the fruit sent by that monster?

I held the fruit, my thoughts a little confused. According to my previous memory, I should have been rescued by that extremely ugly monster, but why did he save me?

Does that mean that dead people don’t taste good?

While eating the fruit, I stood up, looked at the wall behind me, jumped up, reached out to grab the edge of the wall, and climbed up.

However, behind the wall was a vibrant orchard with large and small fruit trees laden with fruits.

What surprised me the most was that the extremely ugly monster was now holding a bucket, squatting with its huge body, and watering the fruit trees.

My sudden appearance actually scared the monster. His grip loosened and the bucket fell to the ground, spilling all over the floor.

When our eyes met, there was a hint of timidity and inferiority in the monster's eyes, but there was not a trace of ferocity. He looked at me, somewhat at a loss, and silently took a few steps back.

I narrowed my eyes slightly, and became more and more confused. Why did this monster seem to have no hostility? So I jumped off the wall and whispered to the monster from a distance.

"Hello."

I don’t know if it was my illusion, but after hearing my greeting, the ugly and scary monster’s eyes actually lit up. He touched his face with his huge hands, as if trying to cover it, but in the end he put his hands down and spoke very politely.

""Hello.""

The moment the voice rang out, my body shuddered. When he spoke, the nine heads on his chest spoke at the same time. Nine different voices mixed together, which was creepy.

I frowned slightly, and my eyes couldn't help but fall on his chest, looking at the nine heads that looked like living people, and then I asked him a question of my own.

"Um...you won't eat me?"

Hearing this, the monster opened its eyes wide, as if frightened by something, and waved its huge hands repeatedly, like a little child, denying it eagerly.

"No! No! Why should I eat you?"

I was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to answer this question.

Yes, why did he eat me? Because he was ugly? Because he looked scary?

These reasons seem reasonable, but at the same time a bit far-fetched.

After a moment of silence, I smiled helplessly, then I pointed my finger at the ground and said.

"Maybe it's because... I met your brother, and he wanted to eat me..."

Hearing this, the monster fell silent again. He lowered his head. Both the head on his neck and the nine heads on his chest had a very lonely look on their faces.

The monster with a huge body looked like a child at this moment. He looked at me and his voice was sad and hollow.

“I’m a monster.”

“But I don’t eat people.”

I was slightly dazed. The monster in front of me seemed to be just a child, but according to its age, it shouldn't be like that.

With this question in mind, I asked him softly.

"how old are you."

Hearing this, the monster looked confused and hesitated for a long time before answering in a low voice.

"I do not remember."

I couldn't help but sigh. So this is what that guy meant by a crazy brother.

The monster in front of him only had the intelligence and thoughts of a child, but he couldn't be said to be crazy. How much did that madman despise his own brother?

I let down my guard, sat down in the corner, and looked at the monster who didn't dare to approach me. I wanted to laugh but couldn't. He obviously didn't like others looking at his face.

So, I deliberately shifted my gaze away, turned to look at the fruit tree not far away, and asked the monster casually.

"Why did you save me?"

"Because... I'm stupid."

I couldn't help but smile bitterly. What kind of excuse was that? I wanted to continue asking, but the monster continued talking on his own.

"I'm stupid and ugly."

"Unlike my brother, he is very smart and capable."

"I envy him and want to have some advantages, but I'm too stupid."

“I can’t do anything.”

"So I thought, I can still be a good person. Being a good person is always a simple thing."

"That way, I won't be useless."

I lowered my eyebrows, my thoughts were a little messy, and I asked myself secretly in my heart.

Being a good person...is it easy?

This is the most ironic joke I have ever heard.

I shook my head slightly, convinced that the guy in front of me really only had the intelligence of a child. Then, I asked him again.

"By the way, why did you keep making that weird laugh before?"

The monster raised its huge finger and pointed at the wall behind me, but its eyes went beyond the wall and looked at the scavenger grass not far away, and spoke slowly.

"That grass will eat people."

"My voice is unpleasant... so I thought that as long as I make a sound, no one would come near this bush."

This guy... is he really the younger brother of that crazy guy in the underground?

In the same situation, the younger brother on the ground is more miserable, but he is completely different from the madman underground, with a clear distinction between good and evil.

The monster far away from me twitched its mouth corners slightly, revealing a smile, and whispered.

"I think I understand why that lunatic is so jealous of you."

Chapter 111 Reunion?

Both are crazy and both look ugly, but the feeling is completely different.

No wonder the older brother is so jealous of his younger brother.

However, my younger brother, who now has the mentality of a child, has a different opinion on what I said.

He gestured to me eagerly and explained clumsily.

"My brother is very good, much better than me."

"For example, we both look ugly, but I am a coward and will only try to please others just to have a few friends. My brother will never do the same thing."

In fact, appearance is not important.

I really want to say this, but I simply can't say such beautiful words.

Because no matter how you think about it, appearance is not an unimportant thing.

People with good looks will always be more relaxed than ordinary people. The nice words we say can deceive others but not ourselves.

After all, we are all visual animals and will subconsciously gravitate toward things that conform to our own aesthetics.

I didn't comfort the kind monster. I just raised the fruit again and took a bite, then changed the subject and asked him.

"That guy lying on the ground outside, was he also rescued here by you?"

The kind monster nodded slightly and replied in a low voice.

"Yes, I saved him first, and then I saved you."

"But his body didn't recover as quickly as yours, and I didn't dare let him see me."

Yes, if someone has experienced something as weird as the carrion grass and then sees the monster in front of him, he would most likely be scared to death on the spot.

The cold wind blew, and I bit the bitter and astringent apple, feeling my strength recover a little. Then, my attention was attracted by the fruit tree next to me.

Looking along the fruit trees, a huge warehouse appeared in front of me.

The warehouse is very large, almost ridiculously large, almost as big as a factory. A few blurry words can be vaguely seen on the rusty iron plate.

Seed warehouse, my original purpose for coming here.

I just didn't expect to come here in such a strange way.

I stood up, picked another apple, and walked towards the seed warehouse while eating it. Seeing this, the monster seemed to be a little worried about me, so it also stood up and followed me.

It was dusk at this time. The sunlight was orange and dim, and the warehouse was dark.

I stepped in and found that although the warehouse was a little damp, it was unusually clean, as if someone cleaned it regularly. Looking back at the warehouse door that was forcibly propped open, I understood what was going on.

Unexpectedly, this kind monster is actually a clean person.

After entering, I realized that calling this place a warehouse was not appropriate. There were various rooms inside, each classified and containing different kinds of seeds.

Unfortunately, this place has long lost its electricity and refrigeration capabilities, and many seeds have become damp and it is unknown whether they can be used.

Since I was already here, I grabbed a handful of upland rice seeds and put them in my pocket.

After taking a tour around the warehouse, I discovered that this seed warehouse was privately built. As expected, it was closely related to the strange organization in the Garden of Eden.

In order to cover up the experimental base here, a seed warehouse was built to attract attention. That Garden of Eden is really rich.

After walking around inside, I walked out of the seed warehouse accompanied by the monster, waved goodbye to the monster, turned around, climbed up the wall, and went back outside.

It's time to take a look at that half-dead person.

I held the fruit and jumped off the wall. Just as I was about to move, I found that the person who was lying there before had disappeared without a trace.

At this moment, the pitch-black muzzle of a gun pressed against my temple from the side, and a faint, yet extremely familiar voice slowly rang out.

"Don't move...if you don't want to die."

Hearing this familiar voice, I was stunned for a moment, but then I couldn't help but smile.

"What are you laughing at? Aren't you afraid of death?"

As if he couldn't stand my smile, the man poked my temple hard with the muzzle of the gun.

I didn't care, even though I knew this guy was extremely decisive and would pull the trigger without hesitation and kill me as long as I made a move.

But the joy of reunion overwhelmed the sense of crisis.

I squinted my eyes, looked at the sun that was about to sink into the horizon in the distance, and spoke softly.

"How strange! You shouldn't be in such a place."

Hearing this, the man's breath caught in his throat and he said in surprise.

"you know me?"

I shrugged slightly, glanced at him sideways, and smiled.

"Long time no see, Ajie."

Ajie's pupils shrank slightly, his eyes were full of surprise, but then he gripped the pistol again and spoke in a deep voice.

"Don't act so high and mighty in front of me. Call me Brother Jie!"

Damn it, this grandson is actually taking advantage of me.

My brows twitched and I suddenly bent down. At the same time, the guy immediately fired a shot. The bullet grazed my scalp, leaving a burning sensation and taking away my hair.

After missing the first shot, Ajie dragged his wounded body without any intention of retreating. He suddenly raised his knee and slammed into my body. At the same time, he moved his palm and pointed the gun downward, wanting to fire the second shot.

However, I moved sideways to avoid his knee attack, grabbed his hand holding the gun, twisted my palm, twisted his arm, and pulled it behind my back, and the gun in his hand fell to the ground.

Ajie is indeed a skilled fighter, but he is seriously injured at the moment, so naturally he cannot beat me.

After his body was restrained, Ajie suddenly became depressed, his face darkened, and he spoke in a dry voice.

"If you have something to say..."

I kicked the pistol away first, and then found a second pistol on Ajie's body. This guy is more cunning than anyone else, how could he admit defeat so easily.

After finding the second pistol, I let go of Ajie's arm, then quickly stepped back, removed the magazine of that pistol and threw it on the ground.

"See? I don't have any hostility towards you."

After seeing my series of operations, Ajie hesitated for a moment, then also raised his hands and said in a weak voice.

"Well, I don't have any hostility."