Bind to the fake death system, the goddess turned into a black yandere for me

Shen An was standing in the middle of the room, trying to sort out his thoughts.

Suddenly, there was a gentle knock on the door.

He was stunned for a moment, and his heart was alarmed.

This world seemed too normal, which made him more alert.

After hesitating for a moment, he walked to the door and slowly opened it.

There was no one outside the door.

There was only a strange package lying quietly on the ground.

There was no mark on the package, only a name -

Shen An.

Shen An frowned, with a vague ominous premonition in his heart.

He squatted down, picked up the package carefully, and went back to the room to slowly unpack it.

Inside was a transparent glass bottle.

The bottle contained a black mucus-like object.

He stared at the bottle for a few seconds, and suddenly, the black mucus in the bottle began to wriggle.

Just as he was about to put the bottle back, an eye suddenly appeared in the mucus, staring straight at him.

Shen An's hand trembled, and he almost threw the bottle out.

He quickly put the bottle on the table and stepped back.

Only then did he notice that there was a thin instruction manual in the package.

He picked up the instruction manual.

He turned to the first page.

There were a few big words written on it - "Tentacle Raising Tutorial".

At this moment, the system's voice suddenly came out, with a bit of excitement in the tone:

"Host, this time we specially arranged a very relaxing daily small world for you!"

"As long as you raise the little tentacle monster until it grows up, you can leave. Isn't it very healing?"

Shen An was silent for a few seconds, staring at the bottle of black mucus on the table.

His eyes were still blinking, as if looking at him.

He complained helplessly:

"Are you sure this script is normal?"

The system responded cheerfully:

"Of course! This is a leisure task we carefully selected, and there will be absolutely no danger~"

Shen An rolled his eyes speechlessly, secretly complaining in his heart.

Leisure? Healing?

He looked at the little monster in the bottle and felt that he had been cheated again.

"Well, since we can't escape, let's get started..."

Shen An sighed and picked up the instruction manual.

Prepare to welcome his "relaxed" daily life.

Shen An reluctantly opened the "Tentacle Raising Tutorial".

The content of the first page is simple and clear:

Step 1: Prepare a comfortable home for the little tentacle monster.

He looked around and his eyes fell on an unused glass tank in the corner of the room.

It was used to raise goldfish before, but the goldfish had long disappeared.

The glass tank was therefore forgotten in the corner.

Shen An sighed and walked over to move the glass tank to the table.

He carefully poured the black mucus in the bottle into the glass tank.

As soon as the mucus entered the tank, it immediately began to slowly wriggle.

As if adapting to the new environment.

But this thing doesn't look like a "healing" pet at all.

He continued to look through the instructions and then saw the second step:

Step 2: Provide food for the little tentacle monster

Shen An frowned. Food?

He looked down at the unfinished bear biscuits on the table and thought:

Is this thing edible?

But the instructions did not specify what to feed.

So he decided to give it a try.

He picked up a few bear biscuits and carefully put them into the glass jar.

At first, the black mucus seemed to have no reaction.

Suddenly, the mucus began to slowly approach the bear biscuits.

Then.

A thin tentacle stretched out from the mucus.

Gently rolled up a biscuit and quickly dragged it into the mucus.

The biscuit was quickly swallowed by the mucus, as if it had never existed.

"Uh...it seems that it likes to eat this."

He continued to look through the instructions and found that the following content did not seem complicated.

It was mainly some daily care and observation.

Although it looked simple, Shen An always felt that something was wrong.

"System, is this really a healing mission?"

He asked again, his tone full of doubt.

The system responded cheerfully:

"Of course! Look, how cute the little tentacle monster is~"

Shen An looked at the squirming black mucus in the glass tank.

He silently complained in his heart: Cute?

This thing looks like a monster in some horror movie!

However, since the mission has begun.

He can only bite the bullet and continue.