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Chapter 51: Only Me

But regardless of my personal grudges, the situation didn’t look too good.

In the fairly spacious hallway, people with faces that looked like they’d lost everything dear to them were sprawled about, and the ones who looked relatively fine were busy taking care of them.

*Thud thud!* Hearing a sound, I looked in that direction and saw a person inside a place similar to where I’d been confined here.

They… Right, they have a face similar to Kim Cheonsu’s, who snatched the MRE from me.

…If a zombie apocalypse like in novels or games were to happen, I suppose it would look like this nightmarish scene.

Except their prey isn’t people… but those MREs with that strange taste.

While I was making such observations, Han Seori, her face stiff, silently picked me up and passed through that pandemonium.

My feeling about seeing that uproar was… how should I say… somewhat complicated.

Thinking that the people who ate that all over the country would end up like that gave me the chills.

I was a bit startled that Han Seori chose me, the slime… no, the anomaly to stop that.

I wondered if I could have taken time off work if I was still human… It was a pathetic thought.

It’s a strange feeling.

I’m clearly aware that something huge happened.

But…

Is it because it’s not my fault?

I just… accepted it.

It feels like I’ve become a… psychopath or something lacking empathy.

I’m not sure if it’s because I’m not human anymore, but a slime… I’m just confused.

Meanwhile, Han Seori, who ran diligently, opened the door to the restricted area I entered last time.

As the door opened with a mechanical sound… The sight of reddish lumps of meat sprawled here and there came into view.

Looking closely, people in protective suits that looked like spacesuits were holding back the rising lumps of meat over there.

Someone cut the lumps of meat, someone burned them, and someone moved them somewhere.

But it doesn’t look like they’re effectively blocking it. Putting the methodology aside, it just… looks severely short on manpower.

Even I, an amateur, can see that, so… I wonder how those people blocking it must feel.

As I watched them struggling, Han Seori, who put me down, told me again what I need to do.

As I nodded, she patted my head, and a familiar arrow appeared on the floor.

“Fuck, is there an end to this shit?”

“I don’t know! Something that can solve this will come soon, so hold on!”

…The ones who looked quite overwhelmed were apparently waiting for me.

As the knowledge pouch perked up, Han Seori looked at me with a complex expression.

I could read the many emotions in her eyes.

Among them, I felt a bit of guilt, so… I was a little resentful that she made me eat that ‘canned food’… but I could understand a bit too.

They probably really had no other way… so they had no choice but to rely on an anomaly like me.

…I wonder if that canned food is also an anomaly.

The thought of ‘yuck’ was… unavoidable, it seems.

Still, I was somehow excited.

While climbing the wall with my sticky body, I jokingly thought I became like a friendly neighborhood slime in a red skintight suit.

…This really feels like I’ve become that kind of hero.

Well, I don’t know how it’ll actually turn out, but what matters is how I feel, right?

So I felt pretty good.

I waved to Han Seori and followed the arrow.

“Whoa, fuck, what is this?”

…There was a minor incident where I almost got shot by friendly fire, but I still felt pretty good.

Anyway.

After the minor incident, I entered the wriggling lump of meat.

The somewhat unpleasant smell was.

The same as before.

And.

[Dear….]

A faint voice was heard.

…Honestly, I may have to admit it.

The reason I didn’t think much of Han Seori’s request… was perhaps because I was subconsciously underestimating that ‘canned food’.

I thought it would be an easy task.

I just… felt like I was going to an exotic restaurant in a slightly rough area, not a gourmet trip to eat a small canned food after passing through lumps of meat.

But the path to the canned food was… harder than I thought.

To begin with, I should have noticed it when people were struggling outside, not in the place where the hooks were roaming.

After leaving where they were,

…The passages were full of lumps of meat.

Squeezing through the tangled lumps of meat was a harrowing ordeal as I tried to make my way deeper inside.

[Bother…some….]

The voice coming from the can echoed in my slime, and squeezing through the sticky… lumps of meat felt like going through intestines.

Fortunately, as if the word bothersome was sincere, the lumps of meat were busy escaping to the outside.

They didn’t attack me while wriggling like tentacles.

…If I had to fight that thing, I would have already become a slime topped with meat lumps.

That’s how overwhelmingly massive the meat was.

It was a bit… unpleasant to feel the wriggling texture every time I passed through the narrow gaps between the meat lumps.

Then.

I was reminded of a cartoon I saw when I was young while looking at the continuously multiplying meat lumps.

It was a cartoon with a blue raccoon robot from the future, and one of the episodes had continuously growing bread like now.

I remember it involved using some tools to make it grow, but only the bread remained in my head.

At a young age, I thought it would be good if tasty bread kept growing, but remembering an article I read on the Internet when I was a bit older, it was quite creepy.

…In the end, it said our galaxy would be swallowed by a bread black hole due to the increased bread mass.

Will this also… turn into a meat black hole if not stopped?

Thinking that it doesn’t feel like someone else’s business.

I was worried if I could survive outside the blue planet or die in a meat black hole.

There would be no one to give me an award, but wouldn’t I deserve a Darwin Award?

…It doesn’t seem like the end I want to face.

*Squelch! Squelch!*

How long had it been since I passed through the meat lumps that kept growing?

Before my eyes… a slightly familiar space appeared.

Should I say it’s familiar?

Filled with meat lumps other than the protruding hooks… there were hardly any similarities to the place I knew.

Still, perhaps because it was such a large space, there was relatively more room compared to the outer passage.

As I vacantly looked around,

An arrow appeared in the remaining space, and I saw my knowledge pouch pointing in the same direction.

I was puzzled in the maze, but at this point, there was no way I wouldn’t know what the knowledge pouch was pointing to.

It seems… to have the ability to detect anomalies like me.

Until now, there were confusing circumstances together, so I couldn’t be sure, but now… I was close to certain.

That ability appeared after I devoured the guardian totem… it’s probably its ability.

Hmm, it’s a bit… thrilling.

Don’t men have a thing for dinosaurs and combining robots?

Isn’t this similar to a combining robot in a way?

…There’s a slightly cruel condition of having to eat the target to combine, but anyway, that’s how it is.

While having stupid thoughts for a moment to relieve the tension, I headed in the direction the knowledge pouch and arrow were pointing.

Actually, I thought I could find it even without them.

Wouldn’t I just need to go from where the meat lumps are stretching out in real time?

The last time I came here, I remember it being noisy with loud sounds.

Now… only the sound of the meat lumps moving and the interior failing to withstand it were heard.

It was quiet.

But it doesn’t seem like a pleasant quietness.

*Squish… squish.*

Eventually, I reached the hole where the meat lumps were originally being cut out.

The hole the meat lumps were escaping from had greatly expanded, and the blade that had been cutting them seemed to have broken down and wasn’t moving.

Passing through the passage with the dull blade, I arrived at the space where I fell before, like in the story of Jack and the Beanstalk reaching the giant’s castle in the sky.

I saw meat lumps still stretching far up and filling the long passage.

…Recalling how I almost fell and died last time.

I stuck to the wall to avoid the growing meat lumps.

Last time, I was really lucky that the meat lumps cushioned me, and I survived, but thinking the same luck would happen this time would be a naive idea.

…Still.

I couldn’t help but think when I’d finish going down this high place.

While feeling bored and descending,

[Bother@$%]

A huge voice resounding through the entire space was heard.

The knowledge pouch perked up.

But apart from that, I could instinctively tell.

If I go down a little more.

I could meet the canned food.

*Gurgle.*

My slime bubbled. If I were human, I would have gulped.

…Alright.

Then, shall I go and save the world?