My Dungeon Life – Chapter 1328-1330

Chapter 1328

“Hmmm… she is stuck on their good.” Pait rubbed his chin as he looked at the little monster on my hand.

“My hand is throbbing! Moderate Heal!” I sighed, healing myself even while I was still being bit.

“We could try cutting it off.” Pait offered.

“I already tried that, Alysia wouldn’t let me.”

“I meant you hand.”

“Absolutely not!”

“Can you heal a missing limb yet? I heard there are top tier healers in the Imperial Cloud Meadow with that ability.”

“No…” I responded. “And I will not cut it off now, hoping my next level will drop that skill either. I might have been fortunate in the past unlocking skills as I needed them, but my hand isn’t a risk I’m willing to take.”

Just for good measure, I made my position on losing limbs perfectly clear. I wasn’t exactly clear on how dangerous limb loss was in this world. In theory, you should be able to die, and when you were resurrected, you’d return with all of your limbs, but that meant you had to go through the experience of dying, which gave your soul trauma every time. It also wasn’t just dying, as you’d need to annihilate the body so that it was recreated.

If your soul was the lore of you as a person, then it was possible that losing a limb was an integrated part of your lore. What was a pirate without his hook and eyepatch? In the event your body was destroyed, your soul would recreate your body. I was once resurrected in the body of a female because of this. My current appearance was different too. If I lost a hand, and my lack of a hand became an integrated part of my lore, then I wouldn’t resurrect with my hand back. That was my impression of how it all worked.

While it was true that if someone became extremely ill or suffered an ongoing sickness that heals didn’t fix, death and resurrection could be an answer. In a world where bodily diseases could be cured with a spell, it turned out most diseases that mattered were the kind that would damage the soul, mana, or the connection between the soul, mana, and your body. Like with Miki, resurrection wouldn’t have been able to cure her in the long run, because the damage to her body was being done by the soul. Without learning spiritualist, she would have inevitably died.

To summarize it, I absolutely under no circumstances was going to chop off my hand because of this little feral beast, and risk the chance of becoming the one-handed hero or the stump hero or something like that. We needed to come up with another solution.

I had pulled the zombie queen into my soul world, and her zombies had all gone dormant, standing vacant-eyed. However, I had found that I couldn’t pull her into my world without entering it myself, and when we appeared, her teeth were clamped into my hand. When I returned to the real world… her teeth were still clamped into my hand. I also attempted phase-shift… and this also didn’t work.

There was only one other time when I experienced such a thing. It was when Demon Lord Aberis had grabbed my throat. He had locked me into place, keeping me from using Return, and my only choice had been to cut off a piece of my soul to escape. However, this wasn’t a powerful demon seeking my life, but a loli who was latched onto my hand!

Chapter 1329

“My cousin used to be a biter.” Dav randomly spoke up. “To curb his biting, my aunt started giving him gum bark to chew on. He was too busy chewing, his chances to bite seemed to diminish.”

It turned out that Pait’s maid came in with a potential solution. “Very well, hmm… what does a zombie eat? Isn’t that human flesh? Is she trying to eat me?”

Although I declared this, the little girl was still looking up at me defiantly, but wasn’t chewing or anything else. She had just clamped down and continued to bite down hard. Even the thought of cutting off the area bit and not the entire hand caused me to squirm. I probably wouldn’t do well if it was a zombie apocalypse situation. I’d be one of the first to turn.

I had Alysia go to my cupboard and bring back some dried meat I had brought. I knew there were ways to come up with some kind of refrigeration system in my inventory. Maybe I could just make a mountain, and the top would be cold. Or, I could go underground and make a wine cellar. If I finished the electrical system, I could get a refrigerator going. I had boughten one from Earth, but I wasn’t exactly knowledgeable about wiring. Thankfully, I had books and when I had the time, I’d figure it out. If only this world had electrical engineer or construction worker lore floating around.

“Here you go… some meat… some yummy meat.” I declared, shaking it near her face after Alysia had brought it back.

“It probably needs to be fresh.” Pait offered.

“I see…” I turned to Alysia. “Could you?”

“I-I guess…”

I ended up sending Alysia out with a blade of her own. She used to be a general, a dungeon diver, and an Osterian Princess. She wasn’t weak by any sense of the word. Since my hand was out of commission, she left my soul world and went to hunt for something to eat. The Deep may be composed of many monsters, but they weren’t built into dungeons, so when they died, they didn’t turn back into miasma and get reused by the dungeon.

Dungeons had an intricate system of recycling miasma, which is why they could keep growing even though dungeon divers pillaged from them. It was theorized that item drops were merely a way that dungeons bribed dungeon divers to stop. If their pockets were filled with useless crap, they would have to turn back and not be able to keep going deeper where they might cost the dungeon more later on. However, the Deep was an ecosystem instead. When a creature died, the only option was for a new one to be born. We were probably upsetting such an ecosystem, but I would not worry about that.

The door that had shut behind us was still closed, so I had to make a portal to help Alysia escape. At least I could still make Portals to anywhere I had walked in the Deep so far. I sent her to an area where I recalled a small and rather unaggressive monster, and she returned with a Deep Rabbit a short time later.

I lifted the fresh meat, still dripping with blood. The zombie girl’s eyes turned to it with interest. For a second, I had hope. Then she turned her head away, yanking my hand with it.

“Ow…” I sighed.

“Maybe you need to cook it?” Dav offered.

This was going to take a while.

Chapter 1330

If there was one thing that I was confident about, it was my ability to cook delicious meals. Since the scent of raw meat did nothing for the zombie, then perhaps cooking it with spices would work. I only had one hand, so it was difficult, but I did my best to create the finished roast rabbit I could. The fat was melting off the stick, dripping into the fire below with little sizzling sounds.

I could feel the girl salivating against my poor hand, so I was growing more confident that this would work. That’s when I noticed the faces of everyone else present gulping and nearly drooling over themselves. I let out a sigh. Somehow, I had volunteered to cook for everyone.

{Cook has increased to level 25.}

{Your cooking has reached another level, you’ve unlocked the job Chef.}

{You have unlocked the skill, Improved Taste.}

Although I had put no particular time into Cook, I still had my experience multiplier that times things by ten. Every time I cooked was like a normal person cooking the same thing ten times. In fact, my speed might be faster than that because I also had Advance Learning up several tiers. I wasn’t certain how Advance Learning played a part in experience, but it helped you become better with skills, master them quicker, and ultimately earn the next job tier.

As luck would have it, I seemed to have just reached the 2nd tier of cooking, Chef. Ahh… Faeyna would not be pleased about that. Perhaps with her Maid Hero open, she’d also be earning experience quicker and her cooking would level up as well. What was Improved Taste? Did my food just become better tasting because I was a Chef now? I felt bad for all cooks in the world.

However, when I tested out a bite, my eyes widened. Improved Tastebuds! I could detect far more flavor. Rather, I could easily separate the six types of flavors and more easily understand what was missing. It was more than that. I was detecting other flavors, flavors that existed outside of the range of the human tongue, but influenced taste in ways that humans couldn’t even understand, like in the ways ultraviolet and infrared light could affect a person even though they couldn’t see them. That was seriously a skill I didn’t even know I wanted until I got it.

“Ggggrrrr…”

I had been focused on my findings when such a growl sounded out. I looked up to see Alysia blushing. I dished out the food quickly, holding up the best piece for the zombie.

“Nmmm!” She looked away.

Even though she was drooling enough, and my hand was getting wet, this was rejected. Alysia was staring at the meat in my hand, having already devoured her own. It was just a small rabbit split four ways, after all. I handed her the rabbit, suddenly losing my appetite. Feeling a bit frustrated, I reached into a cabinet and pulled out my stress food, a candy bar. I tried to limit how many I bought so I wouldn’t end up fat again, but sometimes I just needed sugar. I took a bite and closed my eyes, trying to think if I really would have to cut off my hand.

“Ah!”

I blinked, looking down to see the zombie had let go of my hand.

“What?”

“Ah! Ah!” She pointed at her mouth.

Her eyes flickered to thing in my hand, like an expectant dog waiting for a treat? I blinked, looking at the candy bar with a single bite out of it. I slowly broke off a piece and then popped it in her mouth. She immediately started chewing. She ate it quick though, and immediately at another piece.

“Ah! Ah!” She declared again, her mouth open.

I popped off another piece, but then stopped half way to her mouth. “Your promise not to bite me again?”

She nodded, and I gave her the piece. She ate it, and then looked longingly at the bar, although she didn’t ask for more.

“If I give you more candy… will you let me be your Master?”

The girl thought about it for a second, and then she nodded.

{You have tamed the monster, zombie queen.}

{Dark Priest has increased to level 25.}

{For seducing the undead, you have unlocked the job, Necromancer.}

“Just like that?”