"My ability to change characters increases with my status... I can currently change five characters, and my current status is already a prime supporting role. What will be the next level up?"

"Protagonist?"

Qianye pushed the wheelchair and silently arrived in front of Pu Yunjin's house.

I don’t know if Park Yunjin was thinking about taking advantage of Qianye’s takeout when she bought the house.

Their homes are actually not that far apart.

Qianye has no need to take a taxi...

It only took ten minutes to push the wheelchair to Park Yunjin's house.

During these ten minutes.

Chino passed the time by watching his own panel...

His current state is a bit strange.

The good news is that his identity has been improved, and the number of words that can be changed has increased. The next time he enters the horror world, he may be able to make large-scale changes.

The bad news is that the weird bugs in his body have undergone some strange changes after devouring many weird things in that world.

It seems to be.

Slowly digesting those things with an extremely full stomach...

The grotesque cannot be killed.

It is naturally impossible to be digested.

As a result, there was a situation where those weird things were constantly restored and disappeared in the belly of the strange insect...

"I don't know if the worms spit them out, will it have an effect similar to that of a taming master and can control them?"

Think of this.

Qianye's wheelchair is already only a few centimeters away from Park Yunjin's door.

"Forget it, it's better not to try this unrealistic idea easily. If you spit it out and kill me again, the gain will outweigh the loss... Let's see what happens to Pu Yunjin first."

He shook his head slightly.

Get rid of this ridiculous idea.

Then he stretched out his hand and prepared to knock on Park Yunjin's door.

While this action is going on.

Qianye suddenly realized something was wrong.

He paused and then suddenly turned his head. In his field of vision, he saw several people on the busy street looking away, pretending to be doing their own thing.

"What do you mean...surveillance?"

Qianye looked at these guys' strange reactions.

This idea popped into my mind.

But then he felt it didn't make sense.

As a doctor in a mental hospital, Park Yun-jin doesn't look like a normal person even though she chats with him on weekdays.

But it's not like I have to be monitored by a group of strange guys.

He could not imagine what good could be gained by spying on a psychiatrist...

"Is it possible that he caused trouble?"

Qianye couldn't help but guess.

But after thinking about it, I thought it was too funny.

Judging from Park Yunjin's temperament, he is the kind of guy who doesn't like to cause trouble and not many people would hate him.

Cause trouble or something.

The possibility is really slim.

squeak……

Just when Qianye was thinking about these things, the door in front of him suddenly opened. The dark crack in the door was inexplicably eerie. The sound that suddenly appeared made him startled.

Qianye lowered his head and looked through the crack in the door.

But there wasn't any bright scene to be seen.

At the same time, no footsteps were heard, as if the door opened by itself...

"Qianye, come in."

Instantly.

Pu Yunjin's voice suddenly sounded in Qianye's ears.

It was different from what Chino had in mind.

Park Yunjin felt as if he had a bad cold at this time, his voice was hoarse and uncomfortable, as if it was stuck by some foreign object.

"Why are you so mysterious?"

Qianye saw Pu Yunjin hiding behind the door, and couldn't help but complain in a speechless mood.

For this friend who has been playing since childhood.

He acted very familiar.

There is no such thing as superficial friends who would spend a long time chatting with each other once they meet.

Qianye pushed the wheelchair into Park Yunjin's house.

The latter slammed the door shut just as he entered the room, and then walked inside without saying a word with his head buried...

"Hey, why don't you turn on a light and take care of the disabled people? How can I leave in such a dark place?"

Qian Ye stopped at the door and called out to Pu Yunjin who was about to leave.

Park Yunjin was also stunned by this.

Then I remembered that Qianye did not come to his house often and was not familiar with the placement of the furniture.

After a two-second pause.

He changed direction, walked a few steps and turned on the lights in the room...

"That's right."

Qianye nodded with satisfaction and continued to push the wheelchair toward the living room.

Park Yunjin's home is actually quite spacious.

The living room alone is about ninety square meters, and since he lives alone, the house is just a place to sleep for him.

So there isn't much furniture.

There are only some simple furnishings.

What you can see after opening the door are huge brown wooden bookcases on both sides. The cabinets are filled with many books that Qianye has never read and will never read.

The book is very new.

There was also a lot of dust on it...

Qianye knew without guessing that these two rows of huge bookcases were just simple decorations used by Park Yunjin to decorate his home.

If you look at it.

He thinks that the other party would prefer reading comic books...

A few meters further on is the sofa, which is somewhat similar to the British style. If it weren't for the large pieces of old-lady-style large floral cloth placed on it, it would still be somewhat elegant.

TV or something...

There is none in the living room.

In Park Yunjin's words, in this era when smartphones are popular and have powerful functions, buying a TV set for him to put at home is no different than a waste.

Anyway, after get off work every day, I just play games or sleep.

Naturally, he didn't install such unnecessary things...

Chino has observed.

Park Yunjin's condition today is obviously not right.

From the moment he opened the door to let him in, except for the reminder at the beginning, he was simply silent.

Leaving only Qianye behind, he walked forward alone.

Then he sat on the sofa with his head down...

Qianye's eyes glanced at a plastic cup placed on the surface of the coffee table, with an extinguished cigarette inside.

he asked jokingly.
To be continued...