I Got My Cheat Skill by Acting My Way into a Horror Protagonist Role Chapter 77

Endure for twelve days?...

Xiao Gui'an felt somewhat dazed. Even if he could endure it, how would the Chosen One of Fate survive?

Twelve days, and with the 'hunger sensation' continuously intensifying at that—whether a half-grown infant could last even one day was questionable.

The Chosen One of Fate had always been well-behaved and quiet, only crying when hungry—

Hungry?!

Crying?!

Looking down at the Chosen One of Fate in his arms, whose eyes were tightly closed, the male infant seemed excessively quiet, breathing shallowly without making a sound.

Why no sound? Could he have already fainted from hunger?!

Xiao Gui'an was shaken by this thought.

The Chosen One of Fate had sealed his five senses and could give very little response to external stimuli, so Xiao Gui'an couldn't properly assess his condition for the moment.

His heart pounding with anxiety, he extended his pale, bony fingers to touch the Chosen One of Fate's small hand.

Although he had no sense of touch, the Chosen One of Fate always seemed able to perceive him somehow, making some movements and responses.

The male infant's soft little hand opened slightly, then grasped the index finger Xiao Gui'an had extended, shook it gently, and then tightened slightly.

"Hah—" Xiao Gui'an breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. After caring for him all these days, he knew the Chosen One of Fate was awake now, though his condition wasn't much better.

He had to quickly find food that the Chosen One of Fate could eat.

Looking at his overly pale hand, Xiao Gui'an's eyes darkened slightly. If it really came down to it, in this place, the only water source and edible flesh and blood would be—

His black ink-like hair flowing, within the endless yellow desert, that slender, frail figure in bright red was the only different color in this deathly secret realm.

Tiny as a speck of dust, uncertain when he might be swallowed by the swirling sands all around.

Zhang Daotian hadn't fainted from hunger. These past few days, Xiao Gui'an had fed him quite a bit, so when the 'hunger sensation' struck, he didn't feel particularly uncomfortable.

Moreover, even if he truly suffered greatly from 'hunger,' the young Zhang Daotian wouldn't easily cry or fuss. Though still naive and inexperienced, he always did his best not to cause trouble for Xiao Gui'an.

The idea that Xiao Gui'an and the System had—that the Chosen One of Fate would fuss due to 'hunger'—was completely a big misunderstanding.

When Zhang Daotian cried, it was mostly because he wanted to attract Xiao Gui'an's attention, or because he was worried about Xiao Gui'an's poor condition, fearing that the only remaining pale blue light accompanying him in the darkness would disappear.

However, given the current influence of the secret realm's rules, Zhang Daotian probably could only hold on for about half a day or so.

Infants were less affected, but their bodies were also much more fragile. Going without water or food for just one or two days would be enough to kill him.

Xiao Gui'an frowned slightly. Food was secondary; how to solve the water problem was the most crucial issue.

Even if he could feed the Chosen One of Fate with his blood later, the foul, stagnant blood in his decaying corpse body was as dirty as it could be, probably full of bacteria and such.

Drinking it for a day or two might be tolerable, but if it went on for long, problems would definitely arise.

An infant's digestive system simply couldn't handle processing such unhealthy blood and would very likely cause various illnesses and symptoms.

Hoping that the System headquarters and the Old Heavenly Master could come to the rescue—

Having the System present at least allowed Xiao Gui'an to know the passage of time, making it feel like they weren't just going in circles in the same place, giving them some hope of enduring until the end of the twelve days.

But before they could escape this eerie secret realm, every minute and every second was torture for Xiao Gui'an. That persistent, hard-to-dispel 'hunger sensation' was always there; his mind was filled with nothing but 'eating' and 'food.'

For the next day and a half, the exchanges between Xiao Gui'an and the System went roughly as follows.

[Eat, eat, eat—]

[Ahhhhh, I'm so hungry, System, I'm going crazy!!!!—]

[Chosen One of Fate, Chosen One of Fate, Chosen One of Fate...]

[Give me food, give me food! I want steamed lamb, steamed bear paw, steamed deer tail, roasted duck...]

[So fragrant, really so fragrant, how can it be this fragrant...]

[Just one bite, I'll just take one bite, a tiny little bite...]

[No, absolutely cannot eat it, this is illegal, I absolutely cannot fall!!—]

[Ahhhhh, System, can you turn into roasted spring chicken, roasted young goose, marinated pork, marinated duck, soy-marinated chicken, cured meat, pine-flower tripe... just let me taste one bite...]

[Eat, eat, eat!—]

[Eat dirt, eat dirt, I love eating dirt—]

Xiao Gui'an was suffering, and the System suffered along with him. Under his incessant recitation of dish names, the System's database even acquired some related crosstalk material.

In just over ten hours, Xiao Gui'an felt as if he had gone half a lifetime without eating.

[Hold on, Host, perseverance leads to victory!]

[I have a Buddhist scripture here about how to overcome the desire for food, Host. Recite it a few times, maybe it will help you achieve mental purity and few desires!!!]

[Hey hey hey!!! Host! That's not your steamed lamb, that's the Chosen One of Fate's hand!! Don't bite down, spit it out!!!]

[Wait! The other hand isn't okay either! Spit it out, spit it out!]

[Don't be controlled by desire, be the master of desire! Desires like those for food are all external attachments!]

[I have a weight-loss mantra here, do you want to hear it? I'll recite it for you right now: control your mouth, move your two legs...]

The System tried every method, but still couldn't eliminate Xiao Gui'an's craving for 'eating.'

If it weren't for the psychological suggestion against drug addiction still having some effect, and Xiao Gui'an's legal awareness being high enough, the Chosen One of Fate would probably have been bitten by him.

[How about we try this sand? We can block our sense of taste or something; maybe this sand doesn't taste bad?]

The System tentatively suggested.