Deities Are All Just My Food
Chapter 761 - 371: Otaku, Hit the Road! _2

Chapter 761: Chapter 371: Otaku, Hit the Road! _2

Lin Baici hadn’t expected the Fat Otaku Monster to actually do such a thing, but it worked out alright.

The more engrossed you became, the smoother your own plan progressed.

The Fat Otaku Monster quickly finished reading and fixed his eager gaze on Lin Baici, "Hurry up and draw!"

"I’m doing my best!"

Lin Baici was also worried, if he couldn’t handle the Fat Otaku Monster with this plan and had to fight in the end, he would have wasted his Divine Power on Soul Sketching.

After taking a few steps, the Fat Otaku Monster flopped onto the sofa.

Creak! Creak!

The cluttered sofa let out groans of being overburdened.

"It’s ok if you can’t produce any Divine Power, just stay in this apartment and draw this manga for me, and you won’t have to pay any rent. If you get hungry, come find me!"

The Fat Otaku Monster made a grand offer, "As long as I have a bite to eat, you won’t go without!"

You have to be generous to a manga artist.

"Thanks, landlord bro!"

Lin Baici chuckled and handed over the coffee, "Here, try this!"

This time, the Fat Otaku Monster didn’t refuse.

He reached out his fat hand, took it, and drank a big gulp.

He approved of Lin Baici, this was giving him face.

But why was the room getting hotter and hotter?

The Fat Otaku Monster casually grabbed a vest from the sofa that he hadn’t washed yet and began to wipe his neck and face.

A lot of sweat was oozing out, sizzling.

The Fat Otaku Monster got up and found the remote control, turned on the air conditioner, set the temperature to the lowest, and a blast of cool air immediately blew out.

"Holy shit, this thing isn’t one of the Taboo things, is it?"

Lin Baici worried for a few minutes, until the temperature in the room didn’t drop, then he breathed easy.

"Why is it so hot?"

The Fat Otaku Monster went over to the fridge, took out two bottles of mineral water, and thoughtfully unscrewed the caps, placing one next to Lin Baici.

"You draw at your own pace, I’m gonna go out for some air!"

The Fat Otaku Monster couldn’t take it anymore; he was sweating profusely, as if he had just been fished out of water.

Lin Baici definitely couldn’t let the Fat Otaku Monster go out, otherwise all his efforts would have been for naught, so he hurriedly looked for an excuse to keep him there, "Do you think there are any areas where the storyline could be improved?"

Lin Baici asked humbly for advice.

The Fat Otaku Monster obviously loved giving guidance and started to offer his opinion, "Add a few more female characters, to give Brother Hao a chance to show off his manliness."

"It would be even better with a minotaur plot twist!"

The Fat Otaku Monster continued to wipe away sweat.

Not just in the Fat Otaku Monster’s room, but the entire top floor of the 18th story was rapidly heating up, especially after the oven had preheated, the temperature soared upwards at breakneck speed.

In the hallway, those tender pieces of meat began to dehydrate and shrivel, turning a scorched brown color. The strips of meat that hung from the ceiling like willow branches were sizzling and smoking, as if they were sausages placed on a grill.

A scent of roasted meat began to fill the corridor.

Xia Hongyao crouched at the stairway entrance, craning her neck to look around, seeing that the Fat Otaku Monster hadn’t left the room yet, she thought this tactic might actually work.

"Anyway, draw it a bit more risqué!"

After the Fat Otaku Monster finished speaking, he guzzled down several big gulps of water, wiped off the sweat, and looked at Lin Baici suspiciously, "Aren’t you hot?"

"Hot!"

Lin Baici also took a drink of water, "But I’d rather finish this piece quickly and get your review!"

I’ve complimented you so much, you wouldn’t have the heart to leave now, would you?

The Fat Otaku Monster was touched; its life had been a series of failures, with nobody ever giving it a second glance. Now someone valued its opinion so much, it felt respected.

"Don’t worry, I’ll give the best ideas to make sure you get published!"

The Fat Otaku Monster walked over to the bookshelf and picked out a book titled "How to Become a Bestselling Manga Artist" and began to browse through it.

It had once longed to be a manga artist too but failed.

Another seven minutes went by.

Boom!

The manuscript in front of Lin Baici suddenly caught fire.

"Fuck!"

Lin Baici jerked back in shock.

"I can’t take it, let’s go outside and talk!"

The Fat Otaku Monster grabbed a few books from the shelf and hugged a large bottle of cola, ready to camp out on the grass outside the apartment.

It seemed he had to use his trump card now.

Lin Baici pulled out a silicone doll, "When I was looking for figures earlier, I found this. Is it yours?"

The Fat Otaku Monster glanced at it; the doll was exquisitely made.

"It’s mine!"

The Fat Otaku Monster wasn’t the least bit embarrassed; it was the landlord, so everything in the apartment, including the lives of its tenants, belonged to it.

"Oh!"

Lin Baici handed the silicone doll to the Fat Otaku Monster.

After catching it, he smacked the doll’s bottom with force.

Smack smack!

The sound was crisp.

"Life-sized imitation dolls that can cry and laugh with you, they understand you the best in this world, and care about you the most!"]

"When you hold her, you feel like you’re holding a gentle breeze, the stars, the white moonlight, and you possess the greatest happiness in the world!"]

"You don’t want to part with her, to generate electricity, generate it till the end of time!"]

Lin Baici looked at the Fat Otaku Monster, thinking if the silicone doll didn’t work, then it was time to use force.

The Fat Otaku Monster gazed at the doll in its arms with infatuation. It took more than a minute before it looked at Lin Baici, its face full of embarrassment.

"Can you step out for a bit? I have something to do!"

"Take your time!"

Lin Baici smiled slightly.

Bang!

Lin Baici, being considerate, closed the room’s door. Turning around, he saw Xia Hongyao poking her head around the stairway corner, so he gave her a thumbs-up.

Success!

Yeah!

High Ponytail waved her fist in the air.

Lin Baici rubbed his nose; the flesh in the corridor was almost charred, emitting a burnt smell. He bounded down the steps, rushing to the staircase mouth.

"Now we just wait!"

The first time Lin Baici saw the silicone doll that Yi Jisheng was holding, he had already heard Eater God’s review of it.

That thing could make a man obsessed, never to like a real person again, wanting to take it with him in life and in sleep.

Smacking its bottom could activate rule pollution.

Lin Baici crouched in front of the oven; he hadn’t studied this carefully before.

"I’ve already turned the power up to the max!"

Xia Hongyao stuffed two balls of paper into her nostrils.

The smell of burning fat grew stronger and more nauseating.

Drip drop! Drip drop!

The grease started to seep out.

Whether it was due to the absence of people in the rule pollution or because it affected the Fat Otaku landlord, despite Xia Hongyao setting the timer for an hour, the oven pinged to a stop after just fifteen minutes.

Lin Baici and Xia Hongyao exchanged glances and dialed it up for another ten minutes.

But after running for just over ten seconds, the oven pinged again, automatically shutting off.

"Go and call Quan Sangin and the others up here!"

Lin Baici ordered.

Even if their combat abilities were not great, as long as they were present, they could share the firepower.

"Okay!"

High Ponytail answered, ready to leave, but Quan Sangin and his group had already run up.

"God Lin, you’re too amazing!"

Huang Jinxiang yelled excitedly, noticing that the time on the barcodes on their faces had frozen, indicating that the monster should have been killed.

"The monster might not be dead!"

Lin Baici was not so optimistic, storing away the oven: "Let’s go, it’s time to check the body!"

Everyone stepped back onto the 18th floor, where the meat in the hallway had carbonized, turning black and emanating a foul odor.

Lin Baici pushed the door open, and the first thing he saw was the Fat Otaku Monster sprawled on the bed, a silicone doll beneath it.

"Xiba!"

Kim Jinsoo took one look and felt sick to his stomach.

The silicone doll was still intact, but the Fat Otaku Monster had been burned to a charcoal-like state, its whole body pitch black, with wisps of heat and black smoke rising from it.

The room was filled with the stench of burning fat, the scent of melting plastic, and the smell of scorched sofa, table, and chair leather...

Mixed together, it was like a poison gas bomb.

Ugh!

Hua Yue Yu vomited.

"Go check the body!"

Lin Baici commanded, "Look for a ticket!"

Taking advantage of being from the Nine States like Lin Baici, Huang Jinxiang urged Quan Sangin, "Go on!"

Surely, Hua Yue Yu and others were not meant to do this kind of work.

Quan Sangin took the hint. In this temporary team, he had people he could push around: "Che Zhengshuo, what are you staring at? Check the body!"

The trench-coated man shrugged and walked towards the single bed.

"It should be dead!"

Che Zhengshuo glanced at the body a few times, starting to search for spoils.

Seeing this, Quan Sangin and the others immediately joined in.