Minecraft: I'm Really Not a Monster

Yang Bo sat on the curb by the side of the road, taking the wood that Wangcai and the Rat King had picked up.

"That's about enough. You guys eat the energy stones first, rest well for a while, and we'll go check out the town ahead later."

"Woof…"

"Squeak squeak…"

The dog and the rat ate a [Level 3 Energy Stone] each and then lay on either side of Yang Bo, resting and protecting Yang Bo's safety.

Lighting a bonfire, Yang Bo took out the monster's corpse from his backpack. Since he had promised to make barbecue for the Rat King, he wouldn't break his word.

After these three days of baptism, Yang Bo's mentality had undergone earth-shattering changes. He took out his iron axe and easily chopped off the monster's head, then threw it into the ditch on the side of the road.

"Human adaptability is really strong…"

Yang Bo said with emotion, disemboweling the monster to find the energy stone hidden in its body.

He stuck it on a wooden stick and slowly roasted it over the bonfire.

"It's a pity I don't have any ingredients on me, but it shouldn't be a big problem. I'll look for some in town later. This time, let's just treat it as practice."

As time passed, a strange smell came from the roasted meat. It wasn't unpleasant, but it couldn't be called pleasant either. It was somewhat like a steak that hadn't been seared well, and it was accompanied by a faint sour taste.

Yang Bo used his iron sword to cut slits into the meat so that it could be better seasoned. He casually picked up some dry firewood and threw it into the bonfire to keep the flames from dying out.

Twenty minutes passed, and looking at the charred monster meat, Yang Bo smiled instead. It would be strange if food roasted over an open flame wasn't burnt.

But as long as the burnt parts were cut off, the meat inside would be just right.

"Wangcai, Jerry, smell it. Do you want to eat it? If you don't, then forget it."

Yang Bo's idea was simple: this monster was, after all, a transcendent creature. Although the most important energy stone had already been dug out, the flesh might also have the effect of strengthening the body.

After all, in the novels he read in his previous life, the entire body of a magical beast was a treasure.

He used his iron sword to cut off all the burnt parts, stuck it in the ground, and said with a smile:

"Wangcai, you eat first."

Wangcai now possessed Level 3 [Poisonous Fangs] and had gained the ability to resist toxins. Even if the meat was poisonous, Wangcai wouldn't have any problems.

Wangcai eagerly went forward, opened its mouth, and bit off the roasted meat on the stick.

Watching Wangcai eat so happily made Yang Bo, the person involved, wonder if the meat was really delicious. He couldn't help but lean forward and sniff the roasted meat, but it still had that sour taste.

'Could it be a matter of taste?'

Then he thought that dogs even ate poop, and he was immediately relieved.

"Jerry, you try some too."

The Rat King put its head next to Yang Bo, opened its mouth, and waited quietly. Seeing this, Yang Bo reached out and patted the Rat King's head, scolding with a smile:

"You're really lazy!"

"Okay, I'll feed you a piece. If there's a problem, spit it out immediately."

"Squeak squeak…"

The Rat King seemed to say confidently, 'Don't worry, there's no problem.'

He picked up a skewer of roasted meat and stuffed it into the Rat King's mouth. Watching the dog and rat eating so happily, Yang Bo took out a [Bread] from his backpack.

He silently took small bites, one after another.

Feeding meat to his pets while he himself nibbled on 'bread'—a master like him was hard to find even with a lantern.

After eating and drinking his fill, Yang Bo extinguished the bonfire, dusted off his butt, and stood up, saying, "Let's go. Let's resupply in town and then continue on our way."

This town was only about fifty kilometers away from the original city. That was really too close. He had expected it to be at least 100 kilometers away.

Otherwise, being too close to the rift would make him feel unsafe.

Just as they left the barbecue site, the bushes not far away rustled. Finally, a pheasant about one and a half meters in size jumped out of the bushes and began to frantically peck at the leftover flesh on the ground.

… …

The deserted town was just as he had imagined, with no sign of anyone.

The rolling doors of many of the shops on both sides of the town's streets had been smashed open, obviously indicating that someone had already been there.

This made Yang Bo somewhat unacceptable.

"One step too late!"

Suddenly, his eyes lit up. An eyewear shop came into his view.

"An eyewear shop? A pair of sunglasses would be perfect for my eyes, at least so I won't be greeted with bullets if I meet people again."

Yang Bo nodded silently as he looked at the intact rolling door, seemingly indicating that this place hadn't been noticed yet.

He picked up the iron pickaxe in his hand and quickly knocked on the rolling door, making a loud bang.

After the rolling door was knocked down, a figure darted out from the shop, with scarlet eyes, a ferocious face, and limbs in a distorted state.

The teeth, which should have been even, were now unusually sharp.

"Fuck!"

The peaceful environment had made him somewhat lax in his vigilance, and this sudden attack caught him off guard.

He subconsciously struck with the iron pickaxe in his hand.

And then…

The monster's movements stalled for a moment, then it continued to reach forward with its clawed hands, with his iron pickaxe stuck in its head.

The brief pause gave Yang Bo time to react.

The iron sword appeared and quickly slashed across the monster's body. The opponent's level was probably only 1, and it was easily cut in half by the iron sword. Flames ignited on the monster's body and continued to burn.

"I hate these cheap door ambushes the most."

Looking at the iron pickaxe stuck on top of the monster's head, Yang Bo felt a flash of inspiration in his mind, as if something had been broken.

Ignoring the still-burning flames, he reached out and took down the iron pickaxe, muttering:

"It's not a game!"

"Now… now it's not a game!"

As he spoke, a smile appeared on Yang Bo's face, and the corners of his mouth grew wider and wider.

Woof woof!

Wangcai saw Yang Bo standing there in a daze and walked forward to nuzzle Yang Bo's body.

His eyes were filled with worry.

After Yang Bo figured out some things, the feeling he gave off changed somewhat.

"Let's go, let's go in and take a look!"

Saying that, he strode into the eyewear shop.

A stone axe was held in his hand.

A female monster darted out from behind the eyewear shop's counter, stepping on the glass counter as it rushed toward Yang Bo with both hands and feet.

With a whoosh, the stone axe in Yang Bo's hand spun and hit the monster's body.

Before the other party could react, Yang Bo rushed over, reached out, and grabbed the other party's mutated forelimbs. His extremely high health also gave him unparalleled strength.

"Get up for me!!"

The monster's mutated body flew up from the counter and slammed heavily onto the cement floor of the shop. He raised his foot and stepped hard on the monster's head.

Pfft, blood splattered everywhere.

A smile appeared on the corner of Yang Bo's mouth.

"As expected…"

Datafication was his advantage, but he couldn't let datafication become his shackle.

He single-handedly threw the monster, who used to be the shop owner, directly out the door and dusted off his hands, which hadn't been stained with any dirt.

He looked at the counter dedicated to sunglasses and shades.

"These blue sunglasses are not bad…"