Other World’s Monster Breeder - Chapter 135

Chapter 135

Chapter 135 – Life in Prison (I)

Second day in prison .

As usual, the status condition “weakness” remains intact .

Absolutely weird .
I can’t think of any status condition I’ve experienced so far that hasn’t been cured in a day .

There is one possibility that comes to mind .
Is there a drug in this food that we have twice a day that could cause the status condition “weakness”?

That’s all I can think of .
Tomorrow I’ll flush the food they serve down the toilet and try to see if I can recover from my condition .

Day three of prison .

I’m cold . And I’m starving .
I didn’t know . A human being can become weak just by not eating for a day .

As for hunger, it’s not unbearable, but what’s more serious is thirst .

I can’t let the guards know that I’m skipping meals .

From now on, let’s try not to make eye contact with them .

Fourth day of prison

Strange .
I’m supposed to be skipping meals, but I’m not recovering from my condition .

It’s time to drink some water, my body’s on edge .

If I don’t recover from this condition by tomorrow, I’ll have to think of something else .

Fifth day in prison .

Damn it!
I found out after eavesdropping on the conversation of some guards, and it seems that this prison tower has a weak “weakening drug” being poured through the cell’s ventilation holes .

In other words, you can’t recover from the status condition “weakness” by skipping meals .

I wasn’t thinking clearly before .

This is the world’s largest facility for violent criminals .

It’s not going to be that easy to get out of here .

Sixth day of prison .

Once I started eating, I started feeling a little better .

My belly was full, and my throat was wet .
But my mind was still enveloped in a cloud of melancholy .

The next strange thing that hit me was “loneliness” .

It’s been almost a week since I started living in the prison tower, and to this day I haven’t talked to anyone else .

It was like I was the only one left in the world .

Seventh day of prison .

I want to see someone .
I want to have a casual conversation with someone, even for a minute .

I wonder how Aphrodite and the others are doing .


It’s not like the guards captured them after I was taken, is it?

No . I’m on the verge of tears because of how useless I can be .
I can’t even check the safety of those I care about now .

Now I can see how blessed I was to have a daily life that should have been “normal” before .

Eighth day of prison .

Maybe my desire to “see someone” has been answered by God .
The meeting with this guy… came at an unexpected time .

“Really… I never thought I’d find you here…”

Hey . Could this guy be…
Since I can’t activate my Appraisal Eyes skill, I can’t confirm his name, but his face looked familiar .