[Making Him Open the Chests]
Since Moriyama Norihito had already been captured, Su Nian figured he might as well make him open all the treasure chests. Who knows? Maybe something useful for Anna could be found.
Although Su Nian had just applied medicine to his precious little one, the debuff from the ulcer on her leg was still flickering, indicating that it hadn't fully healed.
In other words, once the medication stopped, the ulceration wouldn't cease either—it might even spread across her entire body.
He couldn't keep relying on these herbs to sustain Anna. Even though her life expectancy had been extended to over half a month under his care, once her body developed resistance to the medication, she would collapse beyond salvation.
With this in mind, Su Nian stopped shouting at the player.
Moriyama Norihito only had a few HP left. If Su Nian so much as roared again, the guy would probably respawn back at his revival point.
So instead, Su Nian adopted a softer yet threatening tone as he addressed Moriyama Norihito:
"Open all the treasure chests for me, or my minions will gladly feed you some shit."
Su Nian had watched Sword Art Online, so he guessed that players could adjust their pain sensitivity. But taste and smell? Those probably couldn't be turned off.
So, feeding these Sakura Island players feces it was!
Under Moriyama Norihito's horrified gaze, a group of strange beasts resembling oversized chocobos marched out in a neat formation, each carrying several treasure chests in their beaks.
[Cockatrice - Level 5]
Why were they so strange?
Because these cockatrices had abnormally thick chicken claws. As they walked, the muscles wrapped around their claws squirmed like tumors, making Moriyama Norihito gulp nervously.
One stomp from those claws could probably crush his skull instantly.
But how was he supposed to open so many chests?
He didn't have a single Invasion Point left; he had just transferred all of them to his young master.
Moriyama Norihito wanted to call for help, but he had no idea where he was.
When he was brought here, his face had been gripped by a gnoll, his eyes covered by its furry hand. His map was shrouded in fog, with only the small area of the cave he was in illuminated.
In this game, players, as invaders, could only fully illuminate a region on their maps by using a Village Creation Token.
This was a system store item that anyone could exchange for—10,000 Invasion Points each. The catch? You had to clear all threats within the token's range to use it.
So even if he shouted in the chat that he'd been captured by a black dragon, it would be useless.
No one could save him.
With a look of despair, Moriyama Norihito gazed at the black dragon, knelt on the ground, and pleaded:
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, oh great Black Dragon-sama! I don't have the ability to open treasure chests. You need keys, and I don't have any keys..."
"But if you let me go, I promise that once I get some keys, I'll come back and help you open the chests. Deal?"
Moriyama Norihito clung to a sliver of hope. What if this black dragon and its beasts were just gullible?
In those doujinshi he used to read, the story always went like this: naive monster girls in the mountains, easily tricked, believing anything you said. Show them a whale, and they'd watch. Offer them candy, and they'd eat it.
Su Nian was thoroughly amused by the naivety of the Sakura Island player before him. He let out a booming laugh, "Hohohoho," so loud it startled the little treasure in his arms, Anna.
After laughing, Su Nian's expression turned grim. In a cold, merciless voice, he ordered:
"Take him to eat shit! Start with the dry ones, then move on to the wet ones. That way, he can eat more. Oh, and after the wet ones, give him some piss to wash it down!"
Moriyama Norihito panicked instantly. He could accept death, but eating shit? Absolutely not! He could actually taste it, damn it!
Desperate, he tried to bite his tongue to commit suicide, but Gray Wolf, who had been prepared for this, stuffed a stinking rag into his mouth.
Gnolls lacked many things, but dirty underwear wasn't one of them.
"Mmm! Mmm!"
Moriyama Norihito immediately started retching, but his limbs were firmly restrained by the gnolls. He couldn't vomit, and the stomach acid that surged up his throat ended up flowing back down, some even spurting out of his nose, leaving him gasping and rolling his eyes.
"Kehehehe..."
Su Nian watched this scene without a shred of remorse.
After all, these Sakura Island players could revive. At worst, they'd rage quit. But the creatures of this world? Once killed by players, they were gone for good.
"Take him away."
With a wave of his dragon claw, two gnolls, fierce and menacing, lunged forward. They grabbed the short-statured Moriyama Norihito on either side and carried him off with grunts of exertion.
Their destination? The kobolds.
Kobold droppings were the driest—small, black, and stinky, like goat pellets. Convenient for consumption.
After that, he'd be taken to the Blackwater Pythons.
These pythons, often used as nunchaku and jump ropes, had become increasingly flexible and strong. However, their diet had left them with chronic diarrhea lately.
Once Moriyama Norihito was dragged away, Su Nian instructed the kobolds to clean up the area. Then he returned to cuddling his soft, fragrant, and bashful little treasure for a nap.
This time, he didn't reveal the golden treasure chest. He wasn't stupid. Moriyama Norihito would definitely find a way to kill himself and report back to the other players about the golden chest. That would be disastrous.
He needed more time to develop his strength—and let the players develop theirs too. After all, it would be more rewarding to kill them once they had grown stronger.
Su Nian speculated that players could only open chests by either defeating the guardian monsters to obtain keys or exchanging for them in the store.
Since Moriyama Norihito didn't have any keys, he could go die.
Su Nian didn't like these Sakura Island players.
As he dozed off with Anna in his arms, a system notification suddenly chimed in his ear, accompanied by a prompt in his mind:
[Your subordinate has killed a priest-class player, earning 5 system points.]
"Tch, that's it?"
Su Nian curled his dragon lips in disdain.
Moriyama Norihito, with his shifty eyes, broad shoulders, and scheming nature, had seemed like a tough nut to crack. But it turned out he was so fragile.
Not long after, the two gnolls who had escorted the player to eat shit returned, panting heavily.
"Report: the human is dead."
"How did he die?"
Su Nian lazily swished his tail, his dragon face nuzzling against Anna's delicate cheek, occasionally licking her with his retracted tongue spikes.
It was just like how other dragons nuzzled and licked their gold coins every day.
It was simply instinct.
"Oh, mighty dragon brother, hmpf ╯^╰..."
Anna weakly protested, her soft hands gently pushing against the black dragon's massive head. But it was futile.
Her strength was no match for the black dragon, and she wasn't entirely unwilling either. Eventually, she gave up, curling up obediently in the dragon's warm embrace, her expression a mix of confusion and helplessness.
The two gnolls paid no attention to this scene. They respectfully reported:
"Report: he... ate himself to death." """
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