One Silver Coin For a Pound of Demon

Chapter 6

Draft
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In any case, you have completed your review.

The next time you paid attention to your position. 177 silently asked you to finish the inspection and kept staring at the ceiling. It didn't turn its head to look at you until you cleaned the gloves and started to wash, its gaze was so strong that you couldn't help but look back.

"What's the matter?" You ask, holding the unwashed toothbrush.

It frowned and looked at you. It seemed to want to talk, but in the end, it said nothing. It turned its head back. You waited a few seconds, continued to wash your toothbrush, and left the bathroom to go to sleep.

177's recovering pretty well, the biggest problem is that it doesn't eat. Like some wild animals, the devil can last a long time without food, but being able to endure starvation doesn't mean that there is no need to eat. A wounded demon needs to eat a lot. You have seen wounded demon soldiers eat (and digest) corpses equal to their own mass within a few minutes.

You don't know why 177 refuses to eat, is it because the canned food is unpalatable, or is it having a hunger strike? In addition to preventing it from committing suicide, you've also made preparation to prevent it from escaping. However, the prayers and facilities have never been triggered, and it seems that it doesn't want to commit suicide again.

You want to know what 177 is thinking, so you have been paying attention to it and making short observation notes. If you still can't get it to eat something, the observation would have to be discontinued.

In the next few days, you bring other cans; from the small beast devil to humanoid succubi, to plant-based monster feed. It still didn't eat anything. Even if the discarded cans are properly wrapped in plastic bags, the unpleasant smell still attracts sensitive flies. You have to take a ride and throw the garbage directly into the garbage dump a few blocks away. A believer greeted you on the bus. He saw the shape of the can in your black plastic bag, and like a chatterbox suddenly opened, started to talk.

"Yeah! Sometimes these little angels are so tricky, the things you buy in the store aren't good enough, you have to cook for them yourself." He talked fondly about the three-year-old beagle who seemed overweight to you. "Is there any other way? I love him!"

For four stops, this gentleman was talked about dog food recipes. You made some suitable sounds at the appropriate pauses. When he got out of the vehicle, he had already determined that you were also taking care of a certain stray dog ​​with a picky mouth. He thought you were a like-minded dog lover and enthusiastically invited you to his home. You spend most of your time not registering anything, but you think some suggestions can be tried. For example, if the canned food in the store still doesn't work you can just make some food yourself.

Of course, you're not going to look for a fresh corpse.

It is a sin to desecrate the dead, it is wrong to disturb a grave, and it is even more wrong to murder. In this peaceful town far from the battlefield, devil corpses aren't a common thing. The only option is animal carcasses, which are fresh in variety and quality every day.

You bargained with the seller for a long time before purchasing the demon, but you don't hesitate to pay for the follow-ups. The purchase is an additional expense, but treatment and consumption are for daily life. If you don't spend money on food, medical supplies, holy tools, and donations, where else can you use it? What's more, even if it doesn't eat the beef, you'll still be able to feed it to yourself to avoid waste.

Raw meat is placed in the food bowl.

177's lying in the bathtub. It's less active today than yesterday, hunger must be disturbing it. You put down the food bowl, step back, and wait for its response.