My mom is waiting for treatment, and you're summoning me to be a hero?

Lin Mo took Mianmian off her face and held her in his arms.

The little guy wouldn't stop, waving his eight little paws wildly in the air and hissing incessantly.

It's like an accusation: "Why did you take so long?" "I was terrified!" "Quickly touch me."

Lin Mo reached out and rubbed her head.

She calmed down a little, buried her head in his chest, and snored contentedly.

Yin Xue peeked out from his collar; his face was still pale, but better than before.

She looked at the group of trembling female demons floating in mid-air before her.

She glanced at Mianmian nestled in Lin Mo's arms and her lips twitched.

"So... what exactly happened?"

The group of female demons looked at each other in bewilderment.

In the end, it was the same banshee we encountered at the beginning that floated over.

"Um...you mean how our boss became our boss?"

Yin Xue nodded.

The succubus took a deep breath and began to tell her story.

"Earlier today, a spatial fluctuation suddenly occurred in the secret realm. We were resting in our nest when we saw..."

She paused, as if organizing her thoughts.

"Then we saw a small thing fall from the sky and hit the Queen on the head."

Lin Mo looked down at Mianmian in his arms.

Mianmian raised her head and blinked her compound eyes innocently.

"The queen was furious. She was the strongest banshee here, having lived for thousands of years, and no one had ever dared to offend her like that. So she immediately ordered all the banshees to launch an illusion attack on that little thing."

Another succubus chimed in.

"Hundreds of banshees attacked at the same time; we'd never seen anything like it. With all sorts of illusions combined, the entire lair turned into a kaleidoscope of colors."

Lin Mo frowned: "And then?"

The banshee's expression turned strange.

"Then that little thing...spun around on the ground several times, staggering like it was drunk. We all thought that was the end of it, but then—"

She swallowed.

"As a result, she was half-dazed when she suddenly opened her mouth and swallowed the queen."

Lin Mo raised an eyebrow and exchanged a glance with Yin Xue.

At this moment, Yin Xue's lips twitched even more violently.

The succubus opened her mouth and gestured.

"She just swallowed them like that. She opened her mouth, and with a suction force, the Queen turned into a beam of light and flew in. We were all stunned. Before we could react, she started swallowing her other sisters..."

Another succubus nodded frantically beside her: "I was right there, I saw it with my own eyes. The mouth didn't look big, but the suction was incredibly strong, there was no way to escape."

"After swallowing about twenty or so, she burped and then woke up."

Lin Mo looked down at Mianmian.

Mianmian buried her head in his chest, pretending she hadn't heard anything.

"And then what happened after you woke up?" Yin Xue pressed.

"After waking up..." The banshee's expression turned aggrieved.

"The Queen is gone, and so are the strongest sisters. All that's left... we're too afraid to move, and then..."

Then she stretched out her paw, opened her mouth wide, pointed to her mouth, and said, "I'm hungry, I want to eat more."

"We were afraid she would eat us, so we brought her ghouls to eat, and then she became our boss."

Lin Mo: "..."

Yin Xue: "..."

They didn't know whether to say Mianmian was lucky or unlucky.

They were teleported directly to the enemy's base.

Not only was he not injured, but he also gained a bunch of followers as a result of the misfortune.

Yin Xue recalled his previous disheveled appearance and felt that the world was unfair.

"What happened to the boss?"

Lin Mo suddenly spoke, his voice carrying a strange undertone.

"Is that what you call her?"

The baby in his arms stirred, poked its head out, and looked at him with its compound eyes.

"Little Wooden Head...isn't that what I call you?"

She spoke, her voice soft and sweet, with a slight stutter.

"So... I made them... call me that too."

Lin Mo was stunned.

He knew that Mianmian was referring to Aotemu.

Ottmu always called himself that, but the little guy picked it up.

He looked at Mianmian.

At this moment, Mianmian also looked at Lin Mo expectantly.

His eyes were wide open, and there was a hint of fear in them.

That little face wore an expression that seemed to say, "Did I do something wrong?"

Lin Mo didn't know what to say for a moment, and in the end could only smile and shake his head.

Lin Mo withdrew his gaze and looked back at the group of female demons.

They floated in mid-air, each with their necks hunched and eyes darting around, looking incredibly cowardly.

He was completely different from how arrogantly he had been chasing adventurers.

"It's best that nothing's wrong."

At this moment, Yin Xue spoke, his tone regaining its usual calmness.

"Why don't we kill these banshees too? They should provide a lot of experience points. Your current level..."

She didn't finish her sentence.

Suddenly, Mianmian in his arms raised her head and her eight little paws gripped Lin Mo's clothes tightly.

It made a rapid hissing sound.

"No!"

Her voice was a little louder than before, though it was still stammering.

But everyone could hear the urgency in his voice.

"They...are Mianmian's friends...we can't...we can't hit them!"

She glared at Yin Xue, her eyes filled with dissatisfaction.

Yin Xue paused for a moment, then shrugged: "Fine, fine, I won't fight. You say I won't fight, so I won't."

Mianmian then looked away and buried her head back into Lin Mo's arms, but her little paws were still gripping tightly.

It's like a declaration of sovereignty.

The demonesses' eyes lit up when they saw this.

They looked at each other, then floated forward in unison.

Led by the largest female demon, they bowed and scraped before Lin Mo and Yin Xue.

"Um... sir!"

The largest succubus spoke, her voice full of flattery.

"Even though we're useless, we can still help!"

Lin Mo looked at her.

"How can I help?"

The succubus quickly explained.

"We can't leave this secret realm; it's a rule we can't break. But we've lived here for thousands of years and know every inch of this place like the back of our hand. And..."

She paused, then looked at Lin Mo cautiously.

"Furthermore, we can help you restore your mental strength."

Lin Mo raised an eyebrow.

"We banshees have an ability to transform the aura of death around us into pure spiritual energy."

Another succubus chimed in.

"Although we can't use it ourselves, we can transfer it to others. Your mental strength seems very weak right now; with our help, your recovery speed can be several times faster!"

Lin Mo fell silent.

He really needs to recover his strength as soon as possible. He'll be leaving the secret realm in three days, and those three demigods are still waiting outside. Every bit of strength he gains increases his chances of survival.

Lin Mo's lips twitched slightly.

He raised his head and looked at the group of female demons.

"Can."

The group of female demons breathed a sigh of relief and almost cheered.

"But I have a question I'd like to know."

Lin Mo continued.

The succubi immediately fell silent, watching him nervously.

Lin Mo asked with a serious expression, "80 years ago, was there a knife that fell into the secret realm?"