Infinite Disasters: I Hoarded My Way to Godhood novel Chapter 66

Chapter 66: Chapter 66: Four Missions, Profession: Butcher

The Hogman’s heavy footsteps echoed through the cavernous factory, each one landing like a hammer blow on everyone’s nerves.

Its breathing was coarse and wet, and its foul breath, reeking of carrion, was enough to make one gag.

Seraphina Sullivan’s back was pressed against the cold iron bars. Her fingers clenched unconsciously, nails digging so hard they nearly broke the skin of her palms.

She could hear her own frantic heartbeat. THUMP-THUMP, THUMP-THUMP.

It felt like it was about to leap out of her chest.

She took the chance to observe the other Players, noticing that none of them were rash enough to attack.

Clearly, they weren’t fools.

The Hogman stopped before the cage. Its colossal figure cast a deep, dark shadow that enveloped them all.

Its murky pig-like eyes slowly scanned the "goods" in the cage, its gaze like a cold blade scraping across each of their faces.

"Hmph..." It grunted in satisfaction, its coarse fingers rapping against the iron bars and sending a dull, metallic tremor through them.

"Looks like the quality of this batch is decent."

Its voice was raspy and viscous.

"I just wonder... how many will be left after the assessment."

The Hogman grinned, revealing stark white fangs as viscous saliva dripped from the corners of its mouth. "But I really hope... all of you fail."

"That way... I’ll get to fill my belly."

"Heheheh..."

Its laughter was bone-chilling.

Seraphina’s temples throbbed, and a cold sweat broke out on her back.

She began to ponder what this "assessment" the Hogman mentioned could be.

But she understood one thing: she had to pass this assessment, or she would become ingredients for its meal.

Seraphina didn’t have to imagine what fate awaited her as an "ingredient."

’This instance is nothing like the ones before. It looks like after Level 2, it’s not just about apocalyptic survival anymore. There are other types of horror survival games.’

Questions rapidly surfaced in Seraphina’s mind.

「Meanwhile.」

The Hogman seemed to revel in their fear. It looked absolutely delighted by their pitiful, helpless expressions.

The Hogman languidly swung the cleaver in its hand, the blade flashing with a cold glint under the dim light.

It rested the blade against the cage, scaring several of the Native People so badly they nearly fainted.

Its fun over, the Hogman finally turned and dragged its heavy feet away, its footsteps gradually fading into the distance.

Only after the suffocating figure had completely vanished from sight did everyone in the cage let out a collective sigh of relief.

Some collapsed to the ground, gasping for air. Others covered their mouths, trying to stifle the urge to retch.

Still others wept softly, clearly scared out of their minds.

Seraphina ignored the others’ reactions. She quickly steadied her breathing, forcing herself to remain calm.

’I can’t just wait here to be slaughtered...’ She gritted her teeth and immediately called up the system to check the instance’s quests.

[Main Quest 1: Survive for seven days in the "Animal Slaughterhouse" instance]

[Reward: Return to the real world upon quest completion]

[Main Quest 2: Pass the slaughterhouse’s "Profession" assessment]

[Reward: Temporary Instance Worker] [Failure: Become "Ingredients"]

[Quest 3: Become a full-time employee]

[Reward: One Random Potion]

[Quest 4: Slaughter 1,000 creatures]

[Reward: Random Skill draw]

Alarm bells screamed in Seraphina’s mind when she saw there were four quests.

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