The Outer God Needs Warmth

Chapter 182

Yeah.

It's hard.

No, seriously, they’ve made a road on a sheer cliff at a weird angle, and without a special magic key, you have to wind your way up the mountain, fighting all kinds of monsters before you can finally reach the top.

I know the special magic, but for me, who can’t use magic, that’s like a pie in the sky.

Well, there’s a reasonable reason for it, like in a game.

A monster who has nothing left but to surrender to torture and make life easier? Surprisingly, I still have my intellect, so I’ve learned that mindless action leads to a dead end, and now I desperately cling to patience.

If eating is the act of acquiring what is needed to live, then warmth is like a meal.

If we assume that, then I’m eating a disciplined meal, like a Buddhist monk’s set meal.

I’m healthy, but sometimes, I want to taste something like a hamburger or a pizza wrapped up in violence, something full of calories.

That’s why I sneakily make Harvesters.

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