TN –
It is only mentioned in later chapters, but Second Treasure can interact with the outside world through a mist like form even though his real body is still in mc’s stomach. I put this here because I think the author forgot to mention this until a couple of chapters later.
“That can’t be eaten.” Xu Yintang held Little Darling again and pressed him into his pocket, who had slobbered all over himself, leaving a sticky and gooey mess of saliva.
Feeling a little queasy and unable to find anything to wipe his hands with, Xu Yintang had to resort to wiping them on his clothes, which had the texture of glue, exuding a putrid and bloody odor.
Both of his little ones, despite coming from him, were particularly fond of players and found them irresistible. When they checked a room with a player’s corpse on the third floor earlier, Little Darling, while being a picky eater, gobbled up the flesh without hesitation, and the one still in Xu Yintang’s belly, Second Treasure, woke up and clamored for food, making Xu Yintang’s headache worse.
If not for him, their “mother,” having a bit more authority in front of the “children,” both survivors in the sacrificial room would have been gnawed clean by his two little ones.
Particularly the yet-to-be-born Second Treasure. Compared to Little Darling’s preference for fresh meat, its appetite leaned more toward things related to living souls or consciousness.
When it saw a player who could still breathe, it went crazy with excitement. And Xu Yintang had an instinctual feeling, a certain maternal instinct that came naturally with “pregnancy,” telling him that Second Treasure concealed a nature that was many times more voracious and ferocious than Little Darling.
So, to ensure the safety of his teammates, Xu Yintang only dared to observe from afar and didn’t dare to get close. He had given away the keys and immediately slipped away…
Wait.
Xu Yintang stopped his preparations to leave and, standing in the shadows around the corner on the second floor, looked up at the third floor, where something seemed to linger.
…
After unlocking the door, what awaited Zhou Qian was another room with nothing but meat scattered all over the floor. The thick, bloody odor felt like goo in her head, and she could barely stand. She crawled on all fours, hands, and feet moving forward, hearing a clear and crisp laughter from a faraway place, trying to lure her soul into a never-ending dream.
…
That unique, and incredibly sweet scent transmitted to Xu Yintang’s mental perception. He immediately guessed what was happening.
He managed to hold Little Darling back from eating recklessly. However, he hadn’t watched Second Treasure closely enough. Xu Yintang sighed and felt his headache worsen. He pressed his abdomen and said in a deep voice, “Let it go.”
If Second Treasure continued to mess with the players, they’d go completely insane, and he wouldn’t be able to save them.
We’re sorry for MTLers or people who like using reading mode, but our translations keep getting stolen by aggregators so we’re going to bring back the copy protection. If you need to MTL please retype the gibberish parts.
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Xu Yintang despised this feeling.
He touched his abdomen and took a deep breath. The black sludge bubbling up from the depths of his heart quickly took on the same appearance as affection. With a soft and gentle voice, he repeated his order, “Don’t make me say it a third time—let it go.”
He did something, and he couldn’t even explain what it was himself. However, it was connected to Second Treasure, who could perceive his consciousness. It was as if he had a natural understanding of how to hold the cub’s neck and make the child obedient, and Xu Yintang couldn’t explain what he had done. But his connection to Second Treasure instantly stiffened, and the loud crying suddenly stopped, leaving only the sound of choked sobs.
Xu Yintang grabbed Second Treasure, who hadn’t been born yet, and didn’t wait for it to cry out. He began to beat the child mercilessly, and Second Treasure cried out in pain, finally spitting out the “candy” it had just licked into its mouth, returning it to its owner before Xu Yintang stopped.
Second Treasure sniffled, crying and gasping for breath.
“Mommy hit me! Mommy’s angry!”
“I don’t like Mommy anymore!”
“Angry?” Xu Yintang smiled with a loving look in his eyes.
“I’m just teaching you how to be a good child, I’m not angry at all.”
“Mommy is just pretending to be angry…”
Second Treasure tried to talk back, but Xu Yintang gently suppressed Second Treasure’s second attempt to resist, saying, “No.”
“Or do you want to see me get angry?”
He said this without any hint of anger, but Second Treasure sensed the impending danger. So, Second Treasure could only whimper and act coquettish, weeping with tears.
“I’m really hungry. I want to eat delicious food, ‧º·(˚ ˃̣̣̥⌓˂̣̣̥ )‧º·”
As for Little Darling, who had also extended his tentacles towards the players, he hadn’t witnessed what happened to Second Treasure, but he shivered as if he’d felt the pain when he saw his sibling being beaten. He tried to withdraw his tentacles as much as possible.
But when Xu Yintang had thrown the keys, his tentacles were almost touching the player’s face. A movement that size couldn’t have gone unnoticed by Xu Yintang, unless he were blind.
Xu Yintang tucked his hand into his pocket, kneading Little Darling into small pieces and then rolling him into a ball. He felt like he hadn’t had the thrilling experience that horror games were supposed to offer so far. All thanks to these two troublesome kids, they’d turned the horror channel into a parenting program.
After giving support to his teammates and disciplining the two unmanageable kids, Xu Yintang could finally continue with his next steps. Another patrol of black-robed individuals passed by, so he adjusted his black robe, lowered his hood, and pretended to be a surveillance team member who had just come down from the third floor. He joined the group at the rear of the team naturally.
The addition of a person to the team didn’t attract much attention. The black-robed individuals walking in front of Xu Yintang were deeply engrossed in discussing the topic of the sacrifices. Their focus was on which sacrifice had a larger chest, a smaller waist, and a curvier butt. Evidently, the sacrifices prepared for the god were to the liking of the believers.
Listening to their conversation, Xu Yintang couldn’t help but recall the numbering on the doors of the offering rooms. He then smiled and joined in the conversation, while discreetly examining his own chest.
Offering 23 had been turned into a mess of flesh, and he hadn’t paid much attention to the curviness of Offering 38’s butt. But there was no doubt that Offering 6 was his own number. Xu Yintang couldn’t help but comment on the unique tastes of this organization’s followers.
As Xu Yintang listened to their discussions, he couldn’t help but chuckle to himself. He steered the conversation to include the member next to him, who hadn’t initially been part of the topic. He didn’t mind discussing various matters with a group of men and enjoyed the conversation about this and that.
After all, just thinking about it wouldn’t make him lose any flesh. People tend to be less vigilant when engaging in such discussions, particularly when their spirits are high, and their minds are focused on other matters. Moreover, gathering information about this organization was essential, and the more he knew about his adversaries, the more control he could assert.
Considering that the goal of this mission was to survive until dawn, Xu Yintang speculated that the primary map of this scenario was the building he was currently in. With that assumption in mind, his main obstacle to surviving until dawn in this scenario was the role of the antagonist, which was likely played by the black-robed individuals who had sacrificed him.
In addition to his personal survival, he also had an interest in finding a way to give birth painlessly from the research data of these people. Therefore, the more he knew about the enemy, the more initiative he could take.
From the mouths of these cultists, Xu Yintang learned that this organization called itself the “Nightmare Church” and worshipped the “Great Mother Goddess Daeis.” They believed that Daeis had created this world within dreams, symbolizing the beginning and end of all things, and was the supreme deity governing fate.
The so-called sacrifices were chosen and nurtured to carry the “sacred seed of the Mother Goddess,” or in simpler terms, they were surrogate mothers for Daeis’s divine offspring, serving as vessels for her divine will.
Of course, their countless past failures had also taught them that no matter how high the quality of the sacrifices, hoping to bear a deity with a human body was a delusion. However, these healthy and succulent flesh and blood offerings would attract Daeis’s attention, increasing the probability of a successful final sacrifice before daybreak.
Their plan was to summon Daeis’s true form in the final sacrifice and return the world to the dream of the Mother Goddess.
“This world has already decayed, and one day the wrath of the Mother Goddess will destroy everything,” said one of the black-robed individuals who had appeared so calm just moments ago. Their tone was now filled with an overwhelming and restrained fanaticism. “Only by allowing the Mother Goddess to rebirth the world can we redeem the ignorant and sinful people!”
“We will make the world reborn, and Daeis’s supreme glory will shine upon all things!”
“Praise Daeis! Praise the Great Mother Goddess!”
The believers vividly described the scene when the world would be reborn within the dream of the deity to Xu Yintang, as if they were not demons causing slaughter and death but prophets who held the truth, leading the world toward salvation.
Leaving aside the illogical idea of a child growing up and pushing a child back into their mother’s womb to be reborn, Xu Yintang had actually heard similar discussions from some of his neighbors quite frequently. Therefore, he effortlessly followed the believers’ train of thought, nodding in agreement and saying, “What a merciful act! The great Mother Goddess will surely bless Her faithful followers.”
He then noticed that the blood-red crescent moon outside the window had turned into an eye, staring at him without blinking.
Now, Xu Yintang knew that this might be a glimpse from the deity itself, and he felt a sense of confusion and uncertainty in it.
It was as if an innocent passerby suddenly found itself becoming a ‘father’, facing a demanding child and a pregnant ‘mother’, and it couldn’t make sense of it all. It was a situation that should never have happened in reality.
If Daeis did indeed exist, this might be the very feeling or emotion it experienced—no, it should be exactly what it felt.
Believing in themselves, speculating in their own ways, and taking certain foolish actions, humans were truly geniuses at self-destruction.
Xu Yintang seemed to have glanced casually at the moon and then looked away as if nothing had happened. He readily accepted the invitation to continue discussing with the enthusiastic black-robed person named Jim. They discussed to meet after this round of patrol.
“Of course, I’m very willing,” Xu Yintang replied with a smile. His emotions remained hidden under the mask and hood.
The others laughed knowingly, seemingly acknowledging their intention to have a lively “discussion” in private. Jim was somewhat embarrassed and said a few things that were unclear, but he then turned and pulled Xu Yintang away quickly, grumbling and appearing dissatisfied.
He is really an innocent and lovely young man, Xu Yintang thought.
If he hadn’t just acted too anxious and suspicious, Xu Yintang wouldn’t mind giving him a taste of sweetness. After all, it was quite funny and pitiful for someone to become aroused just from a simple touch of his hand.
Author’s note –
Second Treasure is crying, the child just wants to eat something nice, and the mother is being cold-hearted and unreasonable.
After all, mother may be big but doesn’t produce milk, sob sob sob.
The child hasn’t been breastfed; what’s wrong with wanting to eat something nice
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I wonder if second treasure is going to be more humanoid then their sibling.
He will be more of a puppy or kitty.
That’s much more interesting then a baby.
Author’s note is amusing
THE AUTHOR’S NOTE 😭💀
Deity: ” who am i, where am i, what am i doing here, this is not the setting I know” Σ（ﾟдﾟlll）
Even the deity seems uncertain of the shifting plot line, lmao! Thanks for the update 🤣❤️🤣❤️🤣❤️
Your mother will teach some naive boy about life and feed both of you after it!
Thank you for your translation ♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️
There seem to be 2 paragraphs in the somewhere around the middle that get repeated with about 3 paragraphs in-between. The first one mentions he chuckles, the second collecting information.
Thanks for the translation!
Thanks for letting me know, I have fixed it.
Awww I feel like second treasure is going to be mommy’s little protector ᕦ(ಠ_ಠ)ᕤ
hehehehe the sky eye god is so confused!! Hahaha!
The poor children! They’re just hungry!
Mc seems to be fitting in well with these guards teehee