C30 Give up on Being Human

The battle on the fourth floor was over.

Finally, the loud gunfire disappeared.

The cabin was riddled with bullet holes.

Shells, which were still emitting white smoke, covered the floor.

Crown Girl held down the old man in the Tang suit who was about to rush down.

When the girl behind him touched his shoulder, the old man in the Tang suit, who could not even block the steel door of the cabin, trembled and stopped.

The old man in the Tang suit looked back at him warily.

The girl with golden-green eyes blinked her finger that touched the old man's shoulder with a smile and gently waved the feather fan in her hand.

In the eyes of the old man in the Tang suit, the Crown Girl in front of him who had the exact same face as Yao Huhu was both familiar and unfamiliar.

Facing the face in front of him, the old man in the Tang suit was unable to perform any rough actions.

"Third Pillar, you are unable to bring your little pet back to normal human society anymore."

Faced with the Crown Girl's smiling and bewitching gaze, the old man in Tang Yi turned his face away and relaxed the muscles on his body.

"Since you brought her onto this ship, then you can't just get off the ship as if nothing happened, right?"

Unable to refute, the old man calmed his emotions.

He then cast his loving gaze on the girl with long black hair, who was separated by a deck.

Even though they were separated from the girl and the youth below by a layer of metal, this layer of metal didn't block the vision of the old man in the Tang suit.

In front of his eyes that burned like fire, the metal in front of the Tang suit old man's eyes was transparent like glass.

"She is my niece, not a pet."

"Huhuhuhuhuhu. I see. She is your family. I am so sorry. How interesting."

"What about you? The fifty-sixth Demon God, Princess Jimmon."

Although the old man in the Tang suit didn't care that he was mocked.

However, the old man in the Tang suit would definitely not tolerate Yao Huhu being mocked by the Crown Girl in front of him.

"Is this young man really just your slave to you?"

As the question returned to her, Crown Girl did not panic at all as she raised her proud chin.

She looked down with a profound gaze at the young man who was arguing with the girl with long black hair in the next level of the cabin.

Then, she said in a flaunting tone.

"Aiya? You can tell? He is not my slave, but my lover. He will also be the master of Solomon, the one who will rule the 72 Demon Gods in the future."

Even though the girl in front of him had the same face and figure as Yao Huhu.

However, this evil girl had a completely different personality from Yao Huhu.

The old man in the Tang suit was confident that he would not mistake the two of them for each other.

So...

Didn't you also fall in love with the game called "love" by humans?

Ferre looked at the muscular old man and the evil Crown Girl that he could not afford to offend and ridiculed them in his heart.

The golden-haired young man chose to secretly climb out of the cabin window.

Following these two bigwigs, even a few lives wouldn't be enough!

Treasure was more important!

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Under their feet, the specially used freight elevator for crew members who were in the midst of rising made a low noise.

However, to Wong Ziyou, the loudest noise was not the elevator, but the sounds of other "things."

"Mm-hmm-hmm! So the inside of the body did turn into black slime. It's a lot more black than Jack Rie's body, and that's good evidence."

Compared to the heavy burden of the elevator that kept creaking along the way...

Wong Ziyou's head ached even more. The person in front of him was squatting at his feet, wearing rubber gloves and fiddling with the corpse that filled the elevator, and her beautiful black hair was tied into a single ponytail.

These corpses were the "food" that the yellow-robed boater was preparing to transport to the deck.

To Wong Ziyou, these corpses were as common as trash on the side of the road.

But to Yao Huhu, this was a big discovery.

This girl who had been given the nickname "Pidgeotto" had never stopped talking ever since she entered the elevator.

She had been recording on her phone, as if the things in front of her were not corpses but flowers.

"I say, Pidgeotto, it's about time to put on a yellow robe. If you don't want to become one of the corpses you are studying."

Not to mention being afraid, even Yao Huhu, who didn't seem nervous at all, gave Wong Ziyou a headache.

The Pidgeto seemed to think that they were really going to attend some ordinary reunion?

He took out another yellow robe and threw it on Yao Huhu's head on purpose.

Wong Ziyou had no choice but to remind the girl with long black hair who had too much courage and curiosity.

Originally, he had refused.

He did not want to bring Yao Huhu along with him to the deck.

At this moment, the late-night banquet on the deck was undoubtedly a celebration banquet for the cultists who controlled the "Gold Child."

Going to the deck to participate in the banquet at this time was the same as breaking into a tiger's den.

The sacrifices that had been prepared ahead of time had been wiped out. The captain must be very angry right now.

Unfortunately, when Wong Ziyou carried Yao Huhu back to the lowest passenger cabin to search for the main force, she wanted to return the Pidgeotto.

However, she ended up empty-handed.

Only the yellow-robed Boatmen were left behind, pressed down by the iron sheets on the floor of the cabin and the corridor.

Both the old man in the Tang suit and No. 56 had disappeared.

However, this way, Wong Ziyou would not be able to throw the burden of Yao Huhu to others.

The Pidgeoto, who could not even see the "invisible child" and was unable to run away with a sprained foot, was an iron piece of trash.

It didn't matter if she was casually thrown onto the ship that was about to sink, she would definitely die.

Considering that this guy would sprain his foot, he more or less had a bit of responsibility.

Only then did Wong Ziyou reluctantly bring this burden along and stand in the elevator to the deck lobby.

It was just that he was quite regretful of this decision.

The girl in front of him did not understand the situation in front of her at all, and even acted as a forensic doctor for an autopsy?

"When you get up there later, you have to listen to my command. Don't speak without my command, in case you cause trouble for me when you get up on the deck."

This was something extremely important and serious, so Wong Ziyou increased the tone of her voice.

Facing Wong Ziyou, who was frowning and staring at her, the black haired girl with golden and green eyes narrowed her eyes.

She had long since gotten used to Wong Ziyou's unwelcoming attitude towards her.

In the beginning, Wong Ziyou who she had thought to be a murderer was even more terrifying, but now, Yao Huhu was not afraid.

Shaking her long black hair that was messed up, Yao Huhu bent down and prepared to enter Wong Ziyou's yellow robe.

"What do you want to do?"

Wong Ziyou reached out and pressed down on the Pidgeot's head.

Wong Ziyou was unable to understand the current situation as she pressed down on the head of the girl who was trying to enter her robes.

"What are you doing?"

"Of course it's to enter your yellow robe."

..." No, why are you so confident? Didn't I give you a yellow robe to wear? "

"No, this yellow robe was taken from those yellow-robed boater. I don't want to wear this kind of dirty thing that belongs to a dead person."

"Then why do you still want to crawl into my yellow robe? What I am wearing is also the stuff of the dead. "

"There's no other way. I want to go to the dinner on the deck, so I can only endure it."

"So, don't you plan on enduring it and putting on the yellow robe that I gave you?"

"No, there's a difference between me wearing it myself and getting into someone else's yellow robe. Doesn't it feel more unbearable for me to wear it myself? And my JiO!"

Lowering her head to look at the black girl who was trying to drill her head into her yellow robe like a cat, the veins on Wong Ziyou's forehead bulged.

Did this fellow think of her as her grandfather, and think of him as the old man in the Tang suit?

[He is so delicate and is so hard to serve. Where did all these problems come from?]

..."Remember to shut your mouth, don't speak, and don't move. You reckless Pidgeot."

In the end, Wong Ziyou gave up on resisting.

Yao Huhu's sprained foot was indeed not convenient for her to walk on. If he let her follow beside him, she might accidentally run away.

If they moved together together, it would be easier to control this guy's behavior.

Speaking of which, it wouldn't be too obvious even if he hid himself in Yao Huhu's yellow robe.

What surprised Yao Huhu was that she was very slim and slender, the type of girl with a fair chest.

Moreover, Wong Ziyou did not have the time to continue tangling with Yao Huhu.

While the two of them were tangling with each other, the cargo elevator for the crew members was about to reach its destination.

The heretics at the end of the line - the "Golden Church of the Deep Space Golden Church" - were having a final feast on the deck of the banquet hall.

"You can see the gods of the evil cultists? Aren't you afraid that you will be affected by the power of the Evil God and that it doesn't matter if you are treated as an offering?"

She successfully entered Wong Ziyou's yellow robe.

The insatiable girl poked out a small hole on Wong Ziyou's chest with her finger to peek outside, while curiously asking a question.

"You're only talking about me, aren't you worried that you will also become an evil sect disciple?"

Originally, Yao Huhu was just saying it out of dissatisfaction, but what she didn't expect was that her words seemed to hit the nail on the head.

Immediately, her gaze became depressed, and she stared blankly at the number of the elevator.

The imposing aura from before had already disappeared.

Wong Ziyou just stood there with her head bowed, as lifeless as an ordinary yellow-robed boater.

After a while, he muttered to himself in a voice that Yao Huhu could barely hear.

"Two years ago, I had already given up on being a person."

Before Yao Huhu could digest what Wong Ziyou said.

The service elevator for the crew opened with a "ding" sound, and they arrived at the deck.