Chapter 33 - Elf Vtuber Lit Stove in Air-Tight Dungeon and Murdered Two. The Accused Stated She Did Them a Favor Since the Victims Were Destined to Die From Zombie Bites. Parita didn’t even bother checking what she had done to H5N9. She was too tired to care, and she went back to sleep. Unfortunately, the mayor survived the hit and continued screaming the entire night. No sunlight reached the dungeon. Parita overslept and didn’t wake up until noon. When she came to, she was greeted by the nauseous smell of human waste and blood. Parita cast the night vision spell on herself and inspected the surrounding cage. When she spotted the lewd Highland barbarian and the mayor in nearby cages, she frowned. Sars was tied to a wall. It had been all night, and he couldn’t undo his clothes to relieve himself. As a result, he was forced to urinate in his leather pants. The odor of human feces mixed in. H5N9 was in the worst condition. Because of Parita’s actions last night, he lost his manhood. He squirmed on the floor, panting and dying. Like Sars, he defecated in his cell. ’Good lord! Bruthur Euw!’ Unable to stand the smell and the unsightly appearance of the other prisoners, Parita thought of using the idol-meeting spell to get rid of the smell and the sources. However, the system had another idea. [You have a new event quest.] [Do not use the Idol Meeting Spell for 10 hours.] [Reward: Unlock access to modern video games.] As soon as the reward preview dropped, Parita paused. Her eyes turned red. ’Games? You said games?! I can play games in this world? The modern ones to boot?!’ ’How?! I don’t have a game console or PC. Wait...’ [Once the feature is unlocked, you can play the games through the system. Moreover, you’ll gain access to a virtual joystick, a mouse, and a keyboard.] ’Hey, hey, hey! You should have given me that access before. I would have thrived as a Vtuber, not a flesh streamer.’ [You never asked, and you’ve been neglecting the system features. If you had upgraded your livestream system to level 3 earlier, you would’ve gotten a quest with this reward offer already.] Parita had the urge to punch the system screen. She suppressed her frustration and asked. ’What should I upgrade next to get the best benefit from you and future quests, then? Tell me honestly. Stop hiding the goodies or being secretive.’ [My recommendation is the livestream system since this is the core of your career path and class. The inventory system is next so that you can hoard food, keep your coins safe, and hide contraband items from the public.] [And lastly, if I were you, I would have explored the system store more. There is this system feature called the 4th-Dimension Dance Room. Its current price tag might be a little on the expensive side, but the benefit is worth it.] The system piqued her curiosity. She browsed the system store and found the system features category. In this section, the store offered various system features and perks, such as a taming system, a cultivation system, and even crafting systems. Unfortunately, those systems required over a million Idol Points to get. The recommended system feature, the 4th-Dimension Dance Room, cost 10,000 Idol Points. She stared at the item icon and browsed the details. 4th-Dimension Dance Room (Level 1) (Upgradeable) Time Dilation Ratio (Outside: Inside): 1 Hour: 2 Hours Parita tilted her head, unimpressed. ’So, one hour in the real world is two hours inside? I train there for two hours, but it’s only an hour in the real world?’ Parita expected a better rate. She imagined that crazy, hyperbolic chamber, where she could be inside for a year while only a day passed outside. [It is an upgradeable and affordable version. The ’FIXED’ ratio version costs a million Idol Points, and it is not upgradeable. It isn’t worth it in the long run.] ’And why do you want me to buy it? Give me your best sales pitch.’ [Spoiler: You are scheduled to perform a mini-concert or karaoke stream as soon as you are released. To finish this event quest, you’ll need to sing at least 12 songs, and your performance needs to be good enough. You need to practice your singing.] ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵✶𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮✶𝓷𝓮𝓽 ’...Can I reject that stupid quest?’ [Your charm attribute will decrease by five. Do you want to look like an Orc woman?] ’Hey! That ain’t no sales pitch! That’s blackmailing!’ [Completing the karaoke stream will allow you to choose one of the following rewards: a system equipment, one charm attribute, or a modern toilet add-on to your 4th Dimension Dance Room.] Parita prostrated on the floor and bowed to the system screen. ’Please forgive this child for doubting you. Please give me that modern toilet. I miss it.’ [Then, please postpone using the idol meeting spell until the specified time.] Parita sat up and nodded. Enduring 10 hours in an animal cage was nothing. However, enduring the smell of a barbarian’s dookie could be challenging. She covered her mouth and nose with her clean cloth. However, she hadn’t eaten anything since dinner. It was already noon, and her stomach started protesting. Parita’s expression turned dark. In such an environment, she wouldn’t be able to eat anything in peace. She thought of using the idol meeting magic to remove the smell, but she remembered that she had to endure. Without a choice, Parita pulled out a grill grate and a charcoal stove from her inventory. She lit the charcoal and oiled the grate. Afterward, she put slices of Hunger’s thigh meat there. [Lighting a stove underground? A brilliant idea.] ’Yes, I know. I’m smart, right?’ [Absolutely retarded is the correct definition.] [The underground dungeon features no ventilation system, yet you lit a stove. Burning charcoal produces carbon monoxide. The stove you’re using will probably use up all the oxygen within a few hours and fill every airspace around you with carbon monoxide. This is a textbook suicide method.] Parita paused and thought of collecting the item back into her inventory. [But in your case, even if you get stuck underwater for a month, you won’t die. Given your present physical strength and constitution, you won’t die from a mild case of carbon monoxide poisoning.] [Also, the smell of CO is a thousand times better than the scent of bacteria-filled organic matter. The people in the dungeon will also pass on quickly. It’s killing two birds with one stone.] [Since your action is both stupid and ingenious at the same time, I can’t help but applaud you for this. Good job.] The smell of burning charcoal got mixed with the human dung’s odor. In minutes, the smoke clouded the ceiling and filled the underground level with toxic fumes. Parita, still covering her mouth and nose with a piece of cloth using one hand, arranged steaks on the grate. The sizzling sound and the pleasant odor of beef being cooked hit everybody’s noses. Sars raised his head to look at Parita’s cage, but he could only see the dimly lit charcoals from the stove. The dungeon was too dark for him to see anything else. H5N9, on the other hand, was already out because of the blood loss. However, his face was full of black lines because of the infected blood. The Bloodscorched virus had already reached his brain, and he was slowly mutating. Sars mustered his strength and shouted. "Hey! Who the hell is burning woods?! Are you trying to kill us all?!" Parita turned to Sars and raised an eyebrow. She noticed that Sars had been stripped of his upper garment, and his chest revealed some nasty black lines of dark blood vessels. His skin was already covered with red rashes and mysterious cysts. Strangely, the foot of Sars that Parita had broken was already healed. The chest wound had already been sealed without any stitching. As Parita paid more attention, she noticed his swelling leather pants. They cracked under a mysterious force from inside. She wondered whether his accumulated cake sausage had filled the pants to the point that they were about to burst. "Holy shit." Parita couldn’t help but swear. Sars recognized the voice. He yelled. "Hey, you stupid woman! Stop burning the charcoal!" Parita smirked. "What if I don’t?" "You’re going to kill us all!" "Yeah, no. You die alone. I’ll be fine." "You, you harlot! I swear, once I’m out, I’ll rip you apart and sell you to the slum brothel! I’ll turn you into a meat toilet like you said you are!" Parita felt slightly guilty for implicating Sars at first. After listening to his rant, she no longer hesitated. First, he was clearly infected. And secondly, he didn’t seem to realize the position he was in. Parita fanned the flames further and flipped the steaks. She started to enjoy this. Sars continued yelling at her for a while. But after the 10th minute mark, he fainted. Parita casually chewed the beefsteak with glee. The taste was slightly disgusting because of the nauseating smell of human feces mixing in, but the CO fume was enough to disguise the foul scent. After lunch, she left the fire on, using it as an air freshener. Parita had inhaled so much fume that she started exhaling black smoke, yet her body and her brain didn’t react to the poison. Hours later, Sars and H5N9 passed on peacefully. However, their bodies continued twitching as the virus hadn’t died along with their brains. On the contrary, they were stimulated by the host’s death. After dinner time, H5N9’s legs moved. They wiggled at first. An hour later, the two legs gained enough strength, and the corpse of H5N9 stood up.