I have become stronger, but also shorter [comprehensive]

——This time, you finally saved Connie.

Before truly "facing the truth" as Saiki Kusuo said, Eric only noticed the strangeness, but did not realize the deep meaning of this sentence.

"This time", it means "last time".And the word "rescue" conveys a message of danger.

Eric was unimpressed by this.

It should be said that there is no event related to it in his memory at all, and "that event" did not actually happen—at least for him at this time, it did not happen.

That's where it comes from.

Based on what?

"tread."

"tread."

The sound of footsteps echoed in the empty and dim passage, inexplicably pieced together a set of treacherous and cold melodies.

Thought they were in the deepest underground, but in fact, they could still go down.

The passage leading to the deep reaches a certain position, and there is a bright light in front of it, which should be very attractive to those who have experienced darkness.

However, the two people who came here at this time were not included.

Before stepping into the light, there are other people's voices, the provocation and malice contained in them, even if they don't float on the surface, they will gush out like a spring.

"Is this the one you picked today?"

Walking behind the "guard", most of the silver-haired boy's face was shrouded in darkness. Hearing this, although he didn't raise his eyes immediately, his lowered fingers twitched faintly.

"..."

The "guard" didn't speak either.

The original intention of the person in disguise is to feel disgusting after speaking, but in the eyes of outsiders, it has another meaning.

Those few people thought they understood.

The laughter came out immediately, hehehaha, the meaning deepened a little bit.

"Andrew, you are really too, why did you pick the best one this time..."

"It's not easy to get such a good job, isn't it too smug?"

One after another, saying such things in front of people is really unscrupulous.

These guys may not know that their own faces have not completely fallen into the eyes of the two people in front of them so far, and they have been classified as areas that do not need to be concerned about.

If they accept it as soon as they are good, and don't continue to court death, they can continue to be ignored.

But, that's just how human nature is.

"This one...is pretty good, isn't it?"

"It's a pity to use it so early..."

"Before..., why not..."

The only thing that cannot be ignored is the sound.

Once the nausea starts, it doesn't go away.

In addition, the guy who is not afraid of death is still standing in front of the intersection leading to the light, he smiled and stretched out his hand, as if to touch the silver-haired boy who was full of shadows.

It seemed that this man just wanted to touch the boy's silver hair that was still shining in the dark.

But when the palm falls, there is no guarantee, whether the finger is placed safely, or it slides down with ulterior motives.

It's inconvenient to speak out, because it's really disgusting.

The young man should have realized that from the moment he stepped into this dark place, he would inevitably suffer the fate of nausea.

"Here" is anything but normal.

The reason why the distortions that appear everywhere are not so obvious is because they are all wrapped in the darkness that fills up everywhere.

As if to say...

Here, whatever happens, makes sense.

No matter what happens here, it will not be known to outsiders.

Is it?

Then, as it should be --

"Since it's superfluous, I'll be kind enough to help you get rid of it."

click!

Saiki Kusuo's changed "guard" was pushed by the person behind him, so he couldn't help taking a few steps forward.

There was a rather shocking crackling sound from behind. Although it only appeared for a moment, it could not be ignored at all.

Saiki Kusuo knew that just because he was essentially an underage, Erik deliberately pushed him to the front to prevent him from seeing the "terrible" scene behind him.

Eric has never been the immature boy he appears on the surface, and the real him is definitely not as pure as a blank sheet of paper—it would be an insult to describe him as a blank sheet of paper.

Saiki Kusuo knew.

Yes, he already knew.

It's just that there is a huge gap between "knowing" and "understanding", and it is not easy to bridge this gap.

Eric followed without delay.

As if nothing happened, the bad things that happened a few moments ago were all condensed into ice, and then covered by a layer of white ice.

Saiki Kusuo thought, he didn't even ask himself where their destination was.

but.

The third time for a person with super powers to do this is not a taste.

Now is not the time to ask more about what happened the first time and the second time, because in the heart of the person with super powers, there is also a huge anger that is not weaker than that of the silver-haired boy-anger!

"Brightness" is just a stone's throw away.

Saiki Kusuo, who was walking in the front, stopped, and only said one word to the boy:

"The truth is just ahead."

Eric stepped in without hesitation.

- Bang!

——Bang bang!

The moment his shoe soles were printed on the solid slate outside, countless incandescent lights suddenly lit up, and the beams of light shot down directly, almost melting the eyes of those who didn't know it.

White to clean light, above the surface, is a symbol of purity and light.

Bathed in such bright light, the figure of the silver-haired boy seemed to become holy, not stained by any filth.

Available in so-called "holy" surroundings.

——No amount of light can dispel the darkness that penetrates into the bone marrow.

——No amount of roar can overwhelm the condescending laughter.

The lights were still coming from above, and the long-dead underground seemed to revive in an instant, and there were countless "noises" more annoying than the buzzing of mosquitoes.

"..."

Eric squinted slightly under the direct light of the arrogant white light, but it wasn't because he was forced back by the light.

Slowly, slowly, he looked around.

Everything is clear.

The current place is the circular hollow in the center of the giant tower.

Every hundreds of meters of depth, there will be a complete division, separated from the upper and lower to form a separate confined space.

And this huge partition is the "stage" where he is standing at this time.

Clinging to the hollowed-out wall, layers of huge transparent glass can be seen on the surface.

It is "glass" and also the "window" of the special auditorium.

There are countless blurred shadows appearing behind the "window", and the shadows cannot be seen clearly, and the sound cannot be heard clearly.

It doesn't matter.

Not important at all.

It is enough to make sure that the laughter——is coming from those places.

"Haha, it's started, let's start!"

"Your Excellency the Duke is getting impatient, it's too slow, start now!"

"Tsk, who is yelling? An impatient beast, too anxious, will only make the performance unsightly. Oh? The 'feed' delivered today is really...hehe."

very noisy.

The human eyes, distorted by greed and tainted in various colors, seem to have come out independently, filling the empty space one by one independently.

"They" were sitting above, looking down peacefully, laughing indifferently.

Even wearing a gorgeous dress, meticulous attire, holding a red wine glass, elegant and noble... all these countless characteristics can't change that fact!

"Hey, you guys."

The voice of laughter and conversation that could not be suppressed was forcibly covered by another voice of indifference.

"You know what the ugly monster in front of me is, right?"

Once the noise stops abruptly, it is difficult to resume.

At the same time, these noble people turned into geese with their necks strangled, staring dumbfounded at the ice crystals that climbed onto the said impenetrable barrier at some point in time.

And feel the numbness and coldness extending from the hands and feet to the internal organs.

It doesn't matter if you can't talk, maybe you can capture the fear that overwhelms these people from the psychological activities that they only know about themselves:

'F, what happened?Where's the guard?Where are the guards?Why can't I move?Didn't I come here as usual, full of anticipation, ready to see a pet show that can only be seen in a month—'

'pet?Right... what about the pet? !Why is there no movement at all, only the sound of feed... why?Why hasn't it shredded the feed yet!Ah, ah, ah, ah! '

Now, finally, it all surfaced.

The party called "fodder" is an ignorant child brought to the "stage" by the guards.

In contrast, the party called "pet" is just opposite the "feed"...

That "monster" that was howling fiercely!

"...Why. I really want to ask, why!"

The golden eyes suddenly widened from the white light, like rays of light piercing through the mist, eclipsing everything around them.

Accented by great anger, the boy's eyes are like the blazing sun that can burn all things, and the flames spurt out, intending to burn all the darkness and filth.

It's hard to imagine that Eric will be so angry one day.

No, anyone with a conscience, even a little bit, will burst out with the same shock and anger when they know the truth.

And of course with that comes the nausea, a nausea that almost makes you want to vomit.

To correct it again, the place where he is standing is not only a "stage", but also a blood-stained slaughterhouse.

The pets kept underground by humans were the creatures Eric had seen when he first came to this world.

It looked like a bug but not a bug, with an ugly appearance and a bloody smell, and there were countless bones accumulated in the belly.

This kind of creature was rolling and whining in front of his eyes at this moment. The ice spear pierced through its huge skull, which could vaguely be recognized as similar to that of a human being, and the streams of blood that spewed out were also similar to human crimson.

It wasn't exactly the same as the one he saw when he first saw it. It was unclear whether it had retained human characteristics innately, or it had been forcibly cultivated and distorted into such a shape.

"You all did it?"

In just this moment, the silver-haired boy who had chopped off the "pet" turned around and asked in a calm tone.

"Orphanages, slaughterhouses, man-eating monsters, adopted children, I have a lot of things I want to ask..."

"never mind."

No one will answer him.

No one dared to answer a silver-haired boy who made icicles rise out of thin air and crashed through the "stage", who didn't look like a human at all.

"I don't want to ask, anyway, after a while, my friend will tell me everything."

"It's over here, there's only one thing left to do."

The icicles emerged from the deepest part of the ground, rushed upwards, and penetrated through the platforms in an instant.

He was so angry... Well, it didn't seem right.

Eric's heart became calm at some point.

After nausea and boredom, he gave the most just death sentence to the "audience" who was not innocent here.

"You guys are so disgusting."

"—so, go to hell."

……

"Wait! Eric!"

……

"You can't... calm down and listen to me!"

Who is yelling loudly, still so noisy.

……

Oh.

This person...is his "friend".

Eric remembered.

Strangely, he seemed to have temporarily lost consciousness for a certain period of time and acted entirely on instinct.

It wasn't until he was awakened at this time that he couldn't help recalling what happened before.

Before?How long ago do you mean?What happened just now, I have no memory at all.

……

"...The result is still not good, then there is only one way."

……

"Hey."

"..."

"Beforehand, you forced me to do this—hey, wake up, you are a shorty who is less than 1.4 meters tall and only loves fried food, carbonated drinks and sweets, so I can't find you!"

"Who the fuck is talking nonsense?!"