Chapter 44: Dad, Save Me, I Only Have a Head Left!

The driver was deeply moved by the vice president's retreating figure.

If he were a writer, this scene would inspire him, and a piece titled "The Vice President's Back" would move the world.

That back was tall, broad, and heavy.

Shielding them from the approaching evil creature.

Vice President Li faced the creature. His back did appear tall, but his expression was tense, sweat dripping from his forehead, gulping, his calves trembling. If it weren't for his white coat covering his legs, his fear would have been obvious.

"Could you be gentler?"

When he stood before the creature, he remembered he was just a weakling without any real weapons. Could he really fight the creature with the iron rod in his hand?

Don't even joke.

He spoke to the creature in a pleading tone, hoping it could understand.

The octopus-like creature's tentacles wriggled like waves. Suddenly, a tentacle shot out, striking him with a bang and sending him flying.

"Vice President..."

Seeing the vice president flying back, the driver, forgetting everything, leaped into the air, acting as a cushion. The two collided, crashing with a boom onto the mute man lying on the ambulance hood.

The mute man was still writing 'SOS'. Seeing the two figures flying towards him, his eyes widened. He tried to crawl away, but it was too late. He became their cushion.

If he could speak, he would definitely be cursing.

You're not saving me, are you doing this on purpose?

"Vice President, are you alright?" the driver asked with difficulty.

Li Laifu said, "I'm fine, just haven't exercised in years, gotten a bit fat. You're very good. If we survive this, I'll promote you."

"Th...Thank you, Vice President."

"I don't like hearing that 'vice' word."

"Yes, President."

"You guys run, that's an evil creature! If you have any conscience, carry us while you run."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Laifu and the driver fainted. Excessive confidence had ultimately harmed them.

Lin Fan and Old Man Zhang looked at each other, seeing confusion in each other's eyes. They had just been discussing the creature's cuteness, and then they saw the two men faint.

"Is there something wrong with them here?" Lin Fan asked, pointing to his head.

"Maybe, how scary." Old Man Zhang shrank his head, a little afraid of Vice President Li and the driver.

At this moment, the octopus creature approached. It was incredibly strong, pushing aside cars in its path, some even thrown off the bridge.

"It's coming."

"Isn't its walking posture cute?"

"Yes, it's really cute."

Lin Fan rubbed his stomach, feeling hungry.

Old Man Zhang looked around, not seeing anyone dangerous. "No one's watching us. I'll go find some tools. I need to hurry, otherwise, when those bad people come, they'll steal our things."

Soon, the octopus arrived in front of Lin Fan. Lin Fan looked at the octopus curiously, man and creature staring at each other.

A tentacle reached towards Lin Fan, resting against his neck, then slowly wrapping around it. A slight squeeze would be enough to crush a human's neck.

Lin Fan looked at the smooth tentacle, drool flowing from the corner of his mouth.

He smelled the sea... no, the smell of salt.

"It must be delicious."

Unable to bear the hunger, Lin Fan grabbed the tentacle, opened his mouth, and bit down, tearing off a piece of octopus flesh.

A scream echoed.

The octopus creature trembled in pain, tears almost welling up. It couldn't speak, but its mind roared.

"Dad, come save me, a human is biting me."

"It hurts so much."

"My baby arm is broken."

"Damn it!"

The octopus swung a tentacle, which shot out with incredible speed. Just as it was about to hit Lin Fan, he caught it with his hand.

"Huh?"

The octopus was surprised, momentarily stunned, clearly not expecting to be caught.

Next, it found itself lifted off the ground. It saw the human holding its tentacle, lifting it up, and slamming it against the ground.

Bang!

Bang!

With each impact, cracks appeared on the bridge surface, small craters forming.

"Dad, save me..."

The octopus was dumbfounded. How could this be? I'm the evil octopus, I'm very powerful, but why am I being lifted and beaten? It hurts so much, I'm almost dying.

Lin Fan stood still, swinging his arm, flinging the octopus from side to side.

He felt the cute octopus was being playful.

Since it's so cute, let's play a game together.

Old Man Zhang searched for things. Inside a car, he found a grill, oil, a knife, seasonings, and more.

He recognized them all.

He had seen them on TV before, on a show called "Delicious Barbecue." It made his mouth water, and he memorized the tools. After watching the show, he had searched for similar tools for a long time.

"I never thought I'd be able to gather the tools I only saw on TV. I'm so happy." Old Man Zhang held the tools, overjoyed, tears almost flowing.

He always thought these tools only existed on TV.

He might never see them in his lifetime.

Just as Old Man Zhang was happy, a panicked voice came.

"Old Zhang, come quickly, it seems to be dying."

Hearing the voice, Old Man Zhang hurried over with the tools and asked, "What's wrong?"

Lin Fan squatted on the ground, poking the octopus's tentacle with his finger, distressed. "I don't know either. I was just playing a game with it, and after a while, it stopped moving. Come and see, is it dying? It's so cute, it can't die."

Old Man Zhang placed the tools on the ground and looked at the barely breathing octopus, his brow furrowed.

"It's serious."

"It's about to die."

"I need to give it acupuncture."

Old Man Zhang took out his personal needle box, a gift from the one-eyed man. He was a good person, but he didn't want to be friends with them, which made him and Lin Fan sad.

He pinched a silver needle and inserted it into the tentacle.

Fast, accurate, decisive.

The octopus roared internally, you bastard, you said we were playing, but you're not playing with me, you're trying to kill me.

Lin Fan squatted and watched carefully, pointing, "You should also stick a needle here."

"Okay." Old Man Zhang decisively inserted the needle.

The second needle!

The third needle!

...

The thirteenth needle!

When this needle went in, the octopus felt something was wrong. The feeling was strange, and its already not-so-bright mind felt great pain.s, I'm the evil octopus baby, you can't do this to me.

My dad will eat you.

The tentacles, which could still move slightly, became motionless, only occasionally twitching with nerve reactions.

Old Man Zhang put the silver needles back into the box, his face filled with regret. "I've tried my best, but it still died."

Lin Fan said, "It was so cute."

"Yes, the cute little thing is dead. Are you hungry?" Old Man Zhang asked.

"Hungry, very hungry." Lin Fan rubbed his belly.

Old Man Zhang brought the tools over. "Look, these are the tools I just found over there. I know how to use them. And the cute little thing is dead, it must be delicious. We finally don't have to wait anymore, we can eat it now."

"Will it be delicious?" Lin Fan asked.

"Yes, it's so cute, it must be delicious. Wait a minute, let me set up the tools."

Soon, the grill was set up. Don't ask how a mentally ill person managed it, just call it divine intervention.

Lin Fan sat on a tentacle, cutting off a large piece with a knife.

Old Man Zhang placed the tentacle on the grill, pouring oil into the stainless steel pan.

Sizzle!

Such a delicious smell.

Sprinkle some chopped green onions, pepper, and so on...

"Old Zhang, you're amazing." Lin Fan stared intently, wiping the drool from his mouth.

"Hehe." Old Man Zhang transformed into a chef, stir-frying the octopus tentacles, beaming with pride.

They were both full of anticipation. The aroma wafted over, so fragrant, it seemed even dogs and snakes wouldn't be as tasty.

Sure enough, the cutest must be the most delicious.

The octopus wasn't dead.

It was still alive.

It had just fainted.

It felt like its limbs were constantly being separated from its body, a strange sensation.

It struggled to wake up.

It habitually tried to wave its tentacles, but there was no feeling.

It opened its eyes and found its tentacles were gone. In its sight, it saw its tentacles being grilled over a fire, emitting a fragrant smell. Yes, it did smell good, but wait, how could I think that?

Those are my arms and legs!

"Ah! Old Zhang, it's alive!"

"What?"

The two looked curiously at the octopus, which now only had a head.

Six eyes met.

Then, Old Zhang exclaimed excitedly, "I succeeded! The knowledge I learned from books is useful. I brought it back to life, my acupuncture worked, didn't it?"

"Yes, it did." Lin Fan was happy for Old Zhang, habitually taking a bite of the fragrant octopus tentacle, his mouth full of grease. It was truly delicious.

Both were happy.

But soon, they calmed down, squatting silently on the ground, nibbling on the octopus tentacles, and saying sadly,

"It's alive, so we can't eat its head."

"Yes."

"But it's bleeding, once it bleeds out, it'll die, and we can eat its head."

"Yes."

Lin Fan and Old Man Zhang looked at each other, smiles appearing on their faces. This was such a good idea, what clever minds they had.

Then the two sat there, staring wide-eyed at the octopus, quietly waiting for it to die.

The octopus, with only its head left, felt uncomfortable under their gaze, roaring internally:

"Dad!"

"Save me!"

"I only have a head left!"