Becoming a God Starts with Acting

Chapter 511: [Crimson Inheritance] (30)

"Form a team?" Nick asked instinctively.Almost the moment the same thought appeared in both of their minds, as if representing a successfully concluded discussion, a translucent blue screen materialized between them. Lines of text appeared across it in an orderly manner.

Silvanus glanced at it and immediately understood how it worked.

After forming a team, each member could see the other’s location, know whether the other was alive or dead, and contact one another at any time, among other functions.

There were several options available.

They could form a team only for the duration of the dungeon, meaning that once this dungeon ended, the team would automatically dissolve. There was even an option to form a permanent team. Under such an arrangement, they would enter dungeons together, share loot together, and naturally be subject to much stricter requirements. There were even stranger options listed further down, but Silvanus didn’t bother looking at them.

For now, a dungeon-only team was more than enough.

Seeing the thoughtful look on Nick’s face, Silvanus smiled.

"Don’t worry. I definitely won’t let you die. May Erebus bless us."

Through the faint blue glow of the interface, Nick met Silvanus’s gaze. He pressed his lips together briefly before speaking softly.

"Then shall we..."

"A dungeon team," Silvanus said.

Nick couldn’t help feeling disappointed.

But it made sense.

This was only their first meeting. How could Silvanus possibly choose to form a permanent team with him?

Seeing his emotions so clearly displayed, the viewers in his livestream could only cry out in frustration.

[Disappointed about what, Nick?! Don’t you realize Silvanus is just using you?]

[He’s beyond saving. He was genuinely hoping for a permanent team with Silvanus. Has he even looked at how Silvanus treats him?]

[I don’t think it’s that bad...]

[That’s because you’re as much of an M as Nick is. Stop making excuses.]

[kkkkkk]

Meanwhile, the contract had already been completed.

Silvanus looked at Nick and said without the slightest hesitation,

"Alright. Go back to your room."

The way he tossed Nick aside immediately after getting what he wanted was so shamelessly justified that it felt perfectly natural.

Nick looked at Silvanus.

In the end, all he could do was droop his tail in dejection and leave.

Seeing that, the viewers immediately started cursing again.

[Why are you being so obedient?! Don’t you know how to show a little emotion?!]

[If you want attention, you need to act a little green-tea, get it?]

[Do you understand the art of wanting it while pretending not to want it, and not wanting it while secretly wanting it?]

[Ding! Anonymous ID has gifted 10 Red Roses with the message: "Turn the comments back on!"]

The sudden notification made Nick pause for a moment.

Then he continued walking while opening the comments section.

Instantly, a flood of suggestions and elaborate schemes filled his vision, making him almost dizzy.

The more he read, the hotter his face became.

"I’m not that kind of person. Besides, Silvanus is definitely a good person."

[...]

[My son...]

[He’s truly beyond saving.]

Before any more bizarre comments could appear, Nick directly turned the comment section off again.

[One day you’ll come crawling back to the board of directors for help!]

The passage of time inside the dungeon felt completely different from that outside.

Just moments ago, the sky had still been gloomy. Now, it had become a pitch-black expanse.

Outside the windows, dark clouds rolled across the sky as thunder and lightning flashed among them.

The trees swayed violently beneath the howling wind. Snow was swept up from the ground into miniature whirlwinds before slamming against the castle windows with resounding crashes. The impacts reverberated through the structure as though the entire castle might collapse at any moment.

The blizzard had returned.

At the same time, the lights inside the room flickered on.

It was time for the castle lamps to be lit.

If Silvanus remembered correctly, dinner time should be approaching as well.

At that moment, he also felt a gnawing hunger twisting through his stomach, as though it wanted to tear him apart from the inside.

Logically, with faith points, he shouldn’t have been hungry at all.

Yet every time mealtime arrived, his body reacted honestly, as though something were constantly urging him toward the dining hall.

Silvanus rose to his feet and decided to go along with it.

He wanted to see what would happen next.

The scene would probably be no different from breakfast.

With that thought, he took Neo’s hand and headed out.

Faced with the fact that Silvanus had completely given up pretending, Neo seemed somewhat dissatisfied. He hadn’t spoken a single word the entire time.

Silvanus simply treated him like a living plush toy.

Let’s see which one of them loses patience first.

"Silvanus, are you heading to the dining hall too?"

At that moment, Elya’s voice, tinged with amusement, suddenly rang out.

She had come out at the same time as Daniel and Jax.

However, Silvanus’s attention wasn’t on her at all. Instead, his gaze dropped to the stomachs of Jax and Daniel.

The bulges in their bellies were even more pronounced than they had been that morning.

After an entire day had passed, if they hadn’t died from overeating, the food in their stomachs should have been fully digested by now.

Yet the opposite seemed to be happening.

Their stomachs hadn’t shrunk at all. If anything, they looked as though even more things had been stuffed inside them.

At the same time, their faces were visibly gaunter. Their cheeks had hollowed slightly, making them look as if they had been starving for five days straight.

Silvanus wasn’t sure whether Jax and Daniel had noticed.

At the moment, all that remained on their faces was hunger.

So much so that saliva was practically about to drip from their mouths.

"Jax. Daniel."

Silvanus called out to them instinctively.

Jax flinched.

Daniel, meanwhile, shot Silvanus an unpleasant look before covering his stomach protectively.

"I’m starving to death! Why the hell are you all still standing around here?!"

Jax suddenly shouted.

Then he swaggered toward the stairs and headed down.

Seeing this, anxiety flashed across Daniel’s face as well. He quickly hurried after Jax, as though terrified that dinner would run out before he got there.

By then, Nick had already walked over to Silvanus’s side.

Seeing their behavior, he couldn’t help muttering,

"They..."

"They’re completely beyond saving. Their deaths are only a matter of time," Elya finished for him.

She looked at Silvanus and Nick with a smile.

"Perhaps our path is the correct one. Only by following the butler’s instructions do we have any hope of surviving until the end and leaving this place."

Silvanus lowered his eyes.

Hearing that, he nodded.

"Let’s hope so."

In front of other people, he had already returned to his usual demeanor—gentle, polite, and slightly shy.

Nick: "..."

"Let’s go."

Elya took the lead.

The moment they stepped onto the staircase, a rich, mouthwatering aroma immediately flooded their senses.

Roasted meat again.

For a brief moment, Nick found himself imagining a perfectly roasted suckling pig resting on the dining table, its skin crispy and golden, its meat juicy and tender.

He swallowed unconsciously.

His pace quickened before he even realized it.

Just then, a cold voice suddenly echoed in his mind.

[If you take even a single bite of meat, I’ll kick you out of the castle.]

Nick: "..."

It felt as though someone had slapped him across the face.

His mind instantly cleared.

Almost reflexively, he widened his eyes and looked at Silvanus.

Remembering what the viewers in the comments had said, he instinctively replied through the team channel:

[Even though you’re harsh with your words, I know you’re doing it for my own good. You’re really good to me, Silvanus.]

Silvanus: "..."

What the hell was wrong with Nick?