Packaged meat, logically, is definitely going to be sent to the Kitchen. And if he remembered correctly, in the game's plot, the end of the Kitchen was the exit from the bottom hold of the The Maw.
So right now, he just needed to follow this steel wire transporting the meat packages
straight ahead.
Mono pulled Six under the table.
Then, he placed two fingers upside down and made a climbing motion in the air, then pointed at the steel wire above the tabletop, indicating: climb onto the steel wire.
Little Six also raised her small hand, shook it, indicating: ok.
If they wanted to avoid being discovered by the blind monster still standing beside them, it was best not to make a single sound.
Putting her hand down, Six turned around, placed her hands on the leg of the table, and began climbing up.
Mono followed closely.
During this time, the two had to stop occasionally.
The reason was still because the blind monster was too alert, often feeling around everywhere with its hands.
Mono wanted to just kill the monster in front of him; then they wouldn't have to move so cautiously.
But he had to consider more.
Long-term advantages and disadvantages, temporary gains and losses—after weighing both, he finally chose the safest method.
His primary goal was to ensure he and Six could leave this place. Everything else was a condition based on completing this goal.
Why hadn't he saved that wrapped little person just now?
Why, when there were clearly many ways to dismember the arms and head of the monster before him, did he just let it be?
It was precisely for this reason.
He wasn't some savior come to save the world; he merely wanted to control the fate of himself and the things he cared about.
He couldn't... be noticed by those eyes yet.
The two landed on the tabletop.
The Long-armed Blind Monster was still waving its hands.
The huge, swinging shadow caused the light before them to flicker intermittently.
Mono, holding the icy little hand, moved closer to the corner of the table. Its hand blocked their path several times along the way, but fortunately, their movements were agile.
They crossed the obstacle smoothly.
Meanwhile, the blind creature finished wrapping up a dead rat and hung it on the iron hook.
The wire rope moved continuously, and the tightly wrapped cocoon also drew closer to the two.
Finally, the package moved directly above them.
Mono released Six's hand and pointed.
Little Six didn't delay either. With a tap of her foot—'tap'—she leapt towards the package, grabbing hold of it at the highest point.
This slight sound, however, caused the blind monster, still busy with its packaging work, to pause. Then, its slender hands reached towards Mono's location.
Not daring to delay, Mono jumped up and hugged Six tightly. The groping hands missed their target, and the blind creature withdrew them. Mono breathed a sigh of relief.
The wire rope continued moving forward, carrying them along as they clung to the package.
The monster's figure gradually grew smaller and fainter before their eyes,
completely disappearing into the darkness, no longer visible. Mono withdrew his gaze.
'Little Six, if we encounter danger later, remember to hide well. Don't stick too close to me,' Mono whispered to Six.
After passing through the Kitchen, they would reach the upper decks. Mono wasn't sure if the Ship Master of the The Maw would discover them, nor was he certain if his own strength would be enough to escape safely.
Faced with Mono's advance instructions, Six fell silent for a moment.
Was Mono going to shoulder everything alone again?
She wanted to help too, but it seemed... she couldn't...
Against those monsters, her strength, which was considered exceptional among the Little Person, felt somewhat inadequate.
Nevertheless, she nodded.
'Mono... I understand...'
She had no intention of defying him on the spot, because she knew if she said anything, Mono would definitely get angry.
Mono nodded with satisfaction. Unable to help himself, he lowered his head and gave her cheek a light peck.
Sometimes, whether a battle can be won depends greatly on the performance of one's teammates.
As everyone knows, many powerful figures in the world have been driven to smash their keyboards in sheer frustration by utterly incompetent teammates.
As for Six, while she was passable, she could indeed be a bit of a liability at times.
A reminder was quite necessary.
With that settled, Mono climbed up along Six's body and grabbed hold of the package himself.
Hanging like this, the two slowly moved forward.
Surrounding the hanging silk were dim, gloomy, and hazy surroundings: rusty pipes, sheet metal, piles of various miscellaneous items...
After moving silently like this for a while, a pipe appeared ahead. The wire rope passed right through the middle of it, and the space didn't look very spacious.
Each package was squeezed slightly out of shape as it was pushed inside.
'Little Six, let go...' Mono said, looking back.
Although it was dark, too dark to see the landing spot clearly, they still had no choice but to jump down.
Otherwise, if they were sent into this passage, who knew if they'd be crushed to death? Looking down at the unfathomable darkness below, Little Six didn't hesitate in the slightest.
Obediently, she simply released her grip.
Mono also let go.
Driven by gravity, their bodies began to fall simultaneously. The wind whistled past their ears, and their speed increased rapidly.
Finally, as they were about to hit the ground, Mono quickly scooped up Six.
And the next moment, their speed sharply decreased.
'Thud!' They landed steadily on the ground.
Mono set her down. Before he could even survey their surroundings, he suddenly noticed a sticky'squelch' sound coming from under his foot.
He looked down.
'S.hit?'
Mono couldn't hold back, retching directly.
How unlucky could he be? Stepping on this disgusting thing right after landing?
'Quick... quick, let's go...' Mono hurriedly covered his nose and ran forward. Damn it, this place was actually a garbage dump.
Huge bags, bulging, swarmed with flies. Some oozed dark liquid—putrid, foul, sour stenches, just whatever was most torturous.
Even with his nose covered, the stench remained profoundly intense.
Beside him, Six watched Mono 'fleeing in panic,' feeling... speechless.
Didn't he just say something about telling her to hide if they encountered danger?
Now he was abandoning her and running off alone.
She looked around again, smelling the foul odor, her expression impassive. Mono's tolerance was still so low...
Thinking this, she still followed behind.
Running one after the other, after a few minutes, a large door finally appeared ahead.
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