[Yesterday, you discovered that Miss Elena seemed to help you make the rowdy sisters-in-law become obedient.]
[She might have special feelings for you.]
[But you didn't care, just pretending not to know the person coming was her, and continued to let her serve you.]
Silas had no time to worry about what Juliet felt after being trained to this point.
He was simply exhausted.
Such a vast space, over a hundred floors.
If it were just him, how long would it take to check every corner thoroughly?
Moreover, with so many Elenas, and the mission being to save all of them... it confirmed that they likely had no direct connection to the sister-in-law in reality.
The only question was: if the mission succeeded, where did they go?
Could it be a failure this time?
Impossible.
With so many simulation attempts, even if he used them all up, they would refresh the next day. Silas didn't think he would give up.
[Morning, you woke up.]
[With Miss Elena's help, the extreme sisters-in-law became very honest. They are very obedient to your commands.]
[With the last experience in mind, you already know there is no exit outside. You no longer just focus on breaking glass jars or opening closed doors; you check every single place meticulously.]
[...]
[You reached the end of the conveyor belt. Only to find it was just a new sister-in-law generated from somewhere unknown at some time, working unconsciously. Because there were no corpses to transport, she stood there in a daze.]
[...]
[From floors 1 to 30, you found no abnormalities.]
[From floors 30 to 50, you also found nothing.]
[Unless you felt extremely fatigued, you wouldn't go back to sleep at all.]
[...]
[After spending several days, you finished searching floors 1 to 109. No discoveries.]
[You returned to the bottom layer. Miss Elena still pretended to serve you.]
[It seems your clues have been cut off, and you've hit a dead end.]
[And she, perhaps seeing your agitation, actively rode on your waist.]
[You decided...]
[Important Choice Triggered]
[Option 1: Use her ruthlessly, ignoring everything else.]
[Option 2: Push her away and search again.]
[Engaging Free Simulation]
Something wasn't right.
Silas felt his thinking was limited.
The very existence of this building was already highly unscientific, at least by Medieval standards.
Why should he follow common logic?
Seeing the Lazy sister-in-law pushing the unicycle here from outside, at first glance, he just took it for a huge stone house. But after entering, he realized it was massive—these 109 floors were almost entirely underground.
Then...
[You chose Option 2]
The moment his five senses became clear, he could feel her buttocks pressing against his crotch.
"There's no need to be so urgent. Just come and do lewd things with me!"
"..."
She must have been pretending for too long; Silas felt Miss Juliet had gotten used to it. That's why she could make such a bold move.
But what was going on in her head?
"Silas? You... aren't doing it?"
Seeing her confused expression.
"Good things should be left until after the mission is resolved."
Silas waved his hand. If he thought of it, he had to do it, rather than praying for a miracle on the spot.
He was a player.
"?"
"..."
Obviously, the pushed-away Elena didn't know why Silas was completely uninterested.
She was just wondering if the black silk stockings she borrowed had the opposite effect.
"..."
Silas had already left the room.
Looking at the sisters-in-law squatting by the wall, hugging their knees and sleeping, they also looked at Silas in a daze.
"Move aside."
Silas raised his tentacle, enlarging it twofold.
He stomped his foot slightly.
Thud. Thud.
The stone floor immediately sent back a hollow echo.
"..."
This was it.
In this kind of space, no matter where he walked, he felt like there was still a huge space beneath his feet. After getting used to that echo, plus the fact that there were too many people on the bottom floor, he had no mind to distinguish it and ignored it... the bottom floor wasn't necessarily the very bottom.
Where did the new versions of them appear from? He had searched everywhere. Except here.
Bang!
Silas used his tentacles to check one by one and soon found a spot where the stone slab floor was wrong. The echo was particularly loud.
With a bit more force, he pried open the stone slab.
It revealed a narrow passage. It could actually be opened.
Now he understood—the few new sisters-in-law that appeared came from here... no wonder he couldn't find the source above. Since they all looked exactly the same, it was impossible to detect the abnormality.
[You discovered a new passage.]
[You decided...]
[Important Choice Triggered]
[Option 1: Go down and take a look.]
[Option 2: Let other sisters-in-law go down to scout the way for you.]
[Engaging Free Simulation]
[You chose Option 1]
Silas didn't have the habit of letting others pave the way. Especially not acquaintances with the same face.
He could accept the sex now.
But letting them go to their deaths was out of the question... they were all victims. Quite pitiful.
"..."
The stone stairs were very long, and it was pitch black.
Silas used his tentacle directly as a slide, sliding down the stairs.
Soon.
He smelled a scent of blood.
It grew stronger and stronger, filling the air.
It was a strange device, embedded with a giant crystal. Beside it... something like a feeder. Flesh and blood were flying inside. There were many such devices; this place was even wider than the area above.
What the feeder pushed out were sisters-in-law with flawless skin. They lay naked in the crates.
The material for the flesh came from the sister-in-law who was tied up. Tiny bits of flesh could vibrate strangely because of the crystal, swaying in the feeder and turning into a complete sister-in-law.
As for the tied-up sister-in-law, the carved-off flesh would soon recover.
Squelch.
Then, the expressionless sister-in-law continued to carve. Continued to feed the machine.
There were no strangers. Everything was done by the Elenas.
Was this how they were generated?
"..."
Silas enlarged his tentacle three or four times again, the huge shadow covering the expressionless sister-in-law.
"Enemy."
She was a bit higher level than the living corpse sisters-in-law seen outside, possessing a bit of intelligence. At least she showed hostility when she saw Silas preparing to untie the captive sister-in-law.
"..."
But that was all.
She was easily tied up by Silas with tortoise shell bondage.
This place was also a secret room.
"This is the core that restricts our freedom. Thank you for destroying these things..."
Unexpectedly, the sister-in-law who was untied thanked Silas very politely.
"Do you want to save everyone and get them out? You can't leave for now. An exit only appears here every half month. There's no one else here, you don't need to worry."
"I'm actually quite curious, how did you come here?"
"..."
She didn't have a single scrap of cloth on her.
She just slumped weakly against Silas's arm, her soft mounds pressing into him.
"How should I repay you?"
"Mmm... whatever you like. I don't hate any of it."
"..."
In the middle of her cleavage, a pink line emerged, tracing down to her small navel.
Was she the one he met at the very beginning?
She was the one tied up and having her flesh carved. Even if her body was definitely abnormal—not a regular human—the pain didn't look like an act...
"..."
Silas reached out and placed his hand on her bulging curve.
"Mmm... do you want to touch my breasts? Although it feels a bit strange and ticklish."
She had no other reaction, just looked down at Silas's hand. Then she also reached out to cover the back of Silas's hand. "But... you may touch them. I don't hate you; in fact... I like you."
"..."
It didn't split open.
In fact, because Silas rubbed them a few more times, the cherries stood erect.
Even when he slid his fingertip from her cleavage to her navel—the end of the line—there was still no reaction.