How to Break the Deadlock? Food Reserves

Cheng Fang still wanted to chat a little longer.

Suddenly, a cold, impatient voice echoed through the room.

"Little Cheng, your efficiency has been getting worse lately."

"I'm considering finding someone to replace you."

The moment he heard that, Cheng Fang, who had been chatting cheerfully just seconds ago, instantly stiffened.

"Master, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I'll send him in right away!"

With that, he immediately dragged Tank Top Man toward the room.

Tank Top Man was like livestock about to be slaughtered. He struggled desperately, but it was useless. In the end, Cheng Fang threw him into the room. Once the door shut, everything fell silent.

Cheng Fang walked over to Ji Yan and said, "Don't blame me. We're both Players. I want to live too."

"When I first entered this Dungeon, I started out living under the same roof as That Eerie. No one was more desperate than me!"

As he chatted with Ji Yan, Cheng Fang loaded the dried-up corpses onto a cart, preparing to dispose of them.

Ji Yan said, "But you still survived until now, didn't you?"

He could not help but wonder.

Cheng Fang was also a man. Why had that female eerie not laid a hand on him? Was it only because someone was needed to handle the corpses, so he had survived by filling that role?

Anyone could do that. It was a little too far-fetched.

This Cheng Fang might know some way to deal with that female eerie. Perhaps he could find some useful clues!

"I know what you're thinking."

Cheng Fang saw right through Ji Yan's thoughts and waved his hand.

"Don't fantasize. Living with that insatiable female eerie, I survived until now without any strategy at all. It was purely dumb luck."

Ji Yan asked doubtfully, "Dumb luck?"

Cheng Fang suddenly smiled, and there was an inexplicable hint of pride in that smile. "My talent is the most useless D-tier one."

"You could say I have no special advantages in this Dungeon, but it just happens to work extremely well on that female eerie. It even saved my life."

"My Term Talent is A Unique Skill. We're both men, so I don't need to explain any further, right?"

"Although my combat power is weak, my hardware is better than any Player's."

"Do you know what thirty-two means? That's enough to apply for a Guinness World Record!"

"Because of this particular skill of mine, that female eerie couldn't bear to drain me dry. She gave me the job of handling corpses and let me barely survive until now."

"Although I have to deal with corpses and sort through Players every day, I'm already doing far better than many Players in this Apartment."

Ji Yan fell silent at that.

These Term Talents really came in all shapes and sizes.

Even A Unique Skill had shown up!

Was that idiom supposed to be interpreted like this?

"Still, you're the first person I've seen who's this calm. The people sent in before would've pissed themselves by now."

Ji Yan shook his head. "There's no point screaming and shouting."

"If I die, I'll just be sent to the next Dungeon."

"This is only my first day in this Dungeon. I haven't even built a foundation yet, so dying wouldn't be much of a loss."

"Heh, you're pretty clear-headed, aren't you?"

"Don't worry. When the time comes, I'll handle your corpse gently."

Seeing Ji Yan's expression as though he would fight anyone who crossed him, Cheng Fang was rather surprised and even felt a trace of admiration.

Ji Yan ignored him and looked at the assorted tools on the Iron Table beside them. "What are those?"

"Tools for serving that female eerie. Don't be surprised. It's exactly what you think."

"When that female eerie gets in the mood, she plays in the most twisted ways possible. She'll shatter your entire worldview!"

Cheng Fang did not need to explain. The moment Ji Yan saw the toys on the table, he had already roughly guessed.

Whips, Iron Chains, and Silver Needles were considered normal.

There were even Knuckle Dusters and Stun Batons—things that made his eyelids twitch violently.

Just thinking about them sent chills down his spine.

Yet at that moment, Ji Yan saw hope among those tools.

"Have those all been used?"

"They were used on the previous unlucky bastards. Didn't you see that they're still wet?"

Cheng Fang was still wondering why Ji Yan had asked when he saw him grab an Iron Chain, pick up the tools one by one, and examine them closely.

"What are you doing?" he asked blankly.

"Studying them."

Cheng Fang choked.

He watched Ji Yan pick them up one after another.

Not only did he carefully stroke them, but his eyes were also shining.

There was even a hint of delight on his face.

Cheng Fang shook his head and could not help saying, "I thought that female eerie was twisted enough, but I didn't expect there to be someone even more twisted here!"

Ji Yan was indeed delighted inside.

Among those tools, he had successfully triggered his Omniscient Understanding talent.

One hidden piece of information after another about that female eerie was continuously being analyzed.

If there was hidden information, then that female eerie definitely had other ways to be dealt with!

As Ji Yan rapidly browsed through the hidden information he had obtained, his expression gradually became more animated...

Creak.

At that moment, the door at the end of the corridor opened again.

"It ended that quickly?"

Cheng Fang froze. It had not even been five minutes.

He hurriedly put down the corpse in his hands and rushed toward the door.

The moment he arrived, a shriveled body was thrown out.

It was Tank Top Man!

At that moment, his entire body was skin and bones, his skin covered in wrinkles, but he was still alive.

His eyes were unfocused, and he rasped, "Spare me... really... there's not even a drop left...!"

At the same time, the trembling voice of the female eerie came from inside the room.

"It's still far from enough."

"Keep sending them in. I want more nourishment!"

Cheng Fang's heart skipped a beat.

What was wrong with this female eerie today?

Six had already been sent in, yet not only was she unsatisfied, she had become even greedier.

He looked at Ji Yan, the only one left in the corner, and even he began to feel a sense of danger.

I'm done for!

At this rate, she won't even spare an old employee like me, will she?

At that moment, Ji Yan put down the tool in his hand and walked over on his own.

He said to Cheng Fang, "Send me in."

It was Cheng Fang's first time seeing a Player who did not need to be forced, and he felt a little unaccustomed to it. "You're being so proactive that I don't even know what to do. Are you really rushing to die and head to the next Dungeon?"

Ji Yan said, "It might not be a dead end."

"We just need to satisfy her needs."

Cheng Fang kicked Tank Top Man at his feet. "Huh? Didn't you see how this big guy was sucked into a skeleton in less than ten minutes? Where does a little guy like you get that confidence?"

"That's because you people aren't good enough."

"..."

"I'm fucking thirty-two centimeters, and you're saying I'm not good enough?!"

Facing Cheng Fang's flushed rage, Ji Yan did not respond. He pushed open the door and walked into the pitch-black room.

From the large amount of hidden information about the female eerie gathered through his talent, he had formed a bold guess.

If that guess was wrong, even his ashes might be scattered to the wind!

But if he wanted to live, he had to take a gamble.

He decided to risk it!

Bang!

The door closed, and his Line of Sight dimmed.

A large number of tools were scattered throughout the room. There were even bloodstained ice picks, Spike Hammers, and other objects. At first glance, it looked like the scene of a gruesome murder.

Ji Yan was surveying his surroundings when an overpowering force suddenly struck him. His entire body was flipped onto the floor. A strange stench filled his nostrils, and a delicate face appeared before him.

"Why did they throw such inferior goods in here?"

As she caressed Ji Yan's body, the female eerie's pretty face was filled with dissatisfaction.

As Ji Yan came into close contact with her, hidden information popped up before his eyes once again.

Bewitching Eerie, fond of devouring the essence, blood, and flesh of men. Not only can it increase their Eerie Power, but by absorbing marrow, they can also maintain their appearance. Men are their finest beauty products.

Congratulations! The Bewitching Eerie before you happens to be in a frenzied state where her desires are at their peak, yet she cannot be satisfied. So, how should you break this deadlock to survive?

Looking at the teasing hidden information, Ji Yan thought, Why was this F-tier talent becoming more and more human-like?

A sharp pain came from his body as the tool's sharp nails pierced his skin!

The Bewitching Eerie was extremely disdainful of Ji Yan's slight frame.

"Since there are no more good specimens, let Little Cheng come in. I can only make do with him. Honestly, I'm quite reluctant to use up Little Cheng, my food reserve!"

The Bewitching Eerie sighed, regret in her eyes.

Cheng Fang, who was eavesdropping outside the room, heard the Bewitching Eerie's words. His face instantly turned pale, and it felt as if the sky had collapsed.

I'm done for!

Just as I thought, she won't even spare an old employee like me. What the hell is wrong with this female eerie today? Her desire is like a bottomless pit!

Ji Yan kept one hand hidden beneath him, but then he suddenly spoke. "How do you know I'm no good if you don't try?"

"You?"

"I'm no worse than the one outside. I've got a big treasure on me too. Want to take a look?"

Hearing that, the Bewitching Eerie's unfocused gaze subconsciously moved downward.

"Really? Why can't I see it?"

"Who said it was down there? It's up here!"

As soon as he spoke, the Bewitching Eerie raised her head. Ji Yan pulled out the hand hidden behind his back, gripping a Spike Hammer tightly, and smashed it viciously into the Bewitching Eerie's flawless face.

In an instant, blood splattered...