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Steampunk Era: Mad Abield

For a long time, Malin always felt that Fate had been quite generous to him. Although he had to face that life-threatening job every day, as long as he had the lovely Leopard Girl cooking delicious food for him daily, and as long as there was meat to eat and cats to stroke, life wasn't too unbearable. Working a bit harder and facing some difficulties on the job weren't really an issue for a man. Moreover, being able to live two lives meant one shouldn't have too high demands, right, Mr. Different-Kind? Having said that, and without waiting for an answer, the young man snapped his fingers, and the white flame on his fingertip lit the tobacco in his other hand, then he flicked it towards the non-human entity on the stake. Welcome to Abield, to witness the last splendor of the steampunk era. And the madness.

Half-step Purgatory · ไซไฟ
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64th Episode: Midfield Feeding

After ten minutes, a team of Punishers from the Wisdom Goddess Church finally arrived at the scene. By then, Malin and the others were already checking the flying heads one by one to see if they had gold teeth—what a bore, this area had already been swept once, and aside from a few vagrants' corpses, there wasn't even a giant rat in sight.

Unlike low-sensitivity humans who would blunder into death traps, the giant rats had long since fled.

The captain responsible for the team came over, "Did you... take care of all these?" He pointed at the giant meaty corpse.

"Yes," Leon, as the person in charge of liaison, naturally took over the conversation. "There's also a problem with this damn signal gun, old chap. It took ten seconds to start working after I pulled the trigger."