"You want my knife?" The woman in red repeated, swinging the bloody knife in her hand before Myne.

    "Yes, I would be grateful. With a knife, I feel more secure wandering in this building..."

    { She found you even crazier than other tenants. }

    { She became even more interested in you. }

    { She thinks you are interesting and worth her special treatment.}

    "..."

    Why did her second personality suddenly become interested in him? Myne, who didn''t understand why the woman in red suddenly started looking at him differently, was perplexed.

    "Why did you stop? Continue. I wanted to hear what you are going to give me in exchange for borrowing my knife," Seeing Myne become silent, the woman in red asked with a beautiful smile, putting her hair behind her ear.

    "Currently, I am poor and have nothing with me. But if you need anything, just ask me, and I will try my best to bring it for you," Myne replied with a forced smile, regaining his composure after hearing her words.

    "All right, if that''s the case, then I am running out of ingredients for my food. If you are willing to go out and bring some fresh ingredients, I am willing to give you my knife," The woman in red said casually. Seeing Myne nod without a slight hesitation, as if going outside was nothing for him, she was again surprised. But this time, she didn''t think much about it. She placed her bloody 15-inch-long knife on the dining table and pushed it slowly towards Myne.

    Finally, come to daddy, my sweetheart, Myne muttered excitedly in his heart and reached out to take the knife. But just then, his eyes accidentally fell on the { ? } on it, which slowly transformed into a sentence. After reading it, his smile slowly disappeared, and his hand paused in mid-air.

    { A cursed knife... Highly contaminated, and will start polluting souls after coming into contact with any living being. }

    Now what the hell is this shit? How can this... well, creepy-looking knife turn into a cursed item?

    Myne, who had experienced the feeling of being cursed, became speechless. He finally understood why the blood on the knife wasn''t getting clean despite the woman in red cleaning it seriously with water.

    "Why did you pause? Move forward, take it. It is yours now," The woman in red had a playful smile on her face as she saw Myne''s hand stop a few inches above the knife.

    "Cough... I think I shouldn''t take a woman''s weapon. Otherwise, what would you do if those bastards tried to harm you? You also need something to defend yourself," Myne, who had got used to going through this kind of embarrassing moment, was thick-skinned enough to not show any awkwardness on his face, and smiled regretfully as he spoke. It was as if he was genuinely worried about the woman in red''s safety.

    Then the tentacle uncle stiffened and almost fell down on his knees.

    Myne also felt a trance-like tinnitus, and his vision began to turn dark. He found himself falling into a dark, bottomless hole with countless monsters rushing toward him excitedly, unable to wait to tear him apart and eat him crazily.

    Thankfully, this illusory state only lasted for a few seconds, and he came back to his senses.

    He found that his entire back was wet with sweat, and his hands were shaking. However, he had seen scarier things than this, and he had long overcome his fear of heights after acquiring the flying skill. So, he quickly regained his composure. Only then did he notice the frame of his vision becoming darker with a hint of redness in it, which surprised him quite a bit.

    "I lose one point of mental power?" Myne compared this to the previous experience when he first lost one point of mental strength by eating steak and gaining palm eye. Indeed, the frame of his vision started getting darker from that point. Now, it was not only darker and had blood-like graffiti in it, but it also covered more area.

    If only there were numerical values as a reduction in mental strength, it would be perfect, Myne complained and shook his head.

    However, compared to Myne''s casual reaction, which was normal as he was still ignorant about most things regarding the place he teleported to for no reason, the tentacle uncle''s reaction seemed to be more violent. Not only was his whole body trembling, but his tentacles were also spraying water-like liquid out, which looked very comical.

    "Is this a case of being scared to death?" Myne dodged the water, not wanting to see such a disgusting thing fall on his body.

    Fortunately, this low hum only lasted for a few breaths.

    The tentacle uncle came back to his senses, his face extremely pale. He put down the plates, grabbed his head, and started muttering like a madman, "It''s over, it''s over. I will definitely die, I will definitely die today."

    Myne looked at the dark kitchen around him, trying to figure out where the voice came from, and said softly, "It''s not a death sentence. Just finish all this and don''t make any mistakes."

    "No, that''s not the point. The scariest thing is going out to find food," The tentacle uncle trembled and said, "Although this apartment must be kept away from contamination, it is already the safest place. The city outside has already collapsed."

    "Only by being polluted can we gain abilities and the strength to survive."

    "There is a city outside?" Myne asked dumbfoundedly. He didn''t expect that he would be inside a city until now he thought that he was in some kind of ghost place with not many people around them within a radius of dozens of kilometres, which was the normal setting of most horror books.

    But then he became focused again and asked seriously, "What would happen if you didn''t find the ingredients?"

    The tentacle uncle remained silent for nearly a minute before opening his dry lips and said miserably, "I will become food."