I became a member of the ancient gods

Chapter 11 Naming
Five minutes later, Lin Zhong and the woman sat down opposite each other around the simple table and ate together.

The woman sat on the only chair in the room, while Lin Zhong used Li Suling's password suitcase as a stool. There were several plates on the table, each containing meat from different parts of sneaking worms that had been treated with digestive juices. The woman used her own scalpel tentacle to cut each piece of meat into slices. After a little arrangement, it felt like a home-cooked meal.

Without utensils, Lin Zhi directly reached out and took a piece of meat and put it into his mouth. The taste was soft and tender, and an indescribable sweet taste immediately rushed to the tip of his tongue.

This taste is really hard to describe because it is so unique and different from normal food.

The smells of different parts of the body of stalking worms are also different, and women secrete more than one type of digestive juices. These digestive juices do not have any fishy or sour smell. On the contrary, they each have a unique spice smell. When combined with each other, they can make a whole table. Dishes come with different tastes.

For Lin Zhong, the addictive aspect of these foods seems not to be limited to taste.

He didn't know if it was because he was too hungry, but during the eating process, he could vaguely feel a warmth coming from his abdomen and flowing to his limbs, giving him a comfortable numbness all over his body.

Tonic - somehow this word came to his mind.

He was clearly eating an abyss creature that to a normal person would be extremely poisonous, but as Lin finally ate, he felt like his body was being nourished.

It seemed that just as the woman said, his body was completely different.

The woman sitting opposite only took a few bites and spent most of the time watching him feast.After a while, she slightly raised the corner of her mouth and said in a teasing tone: "It was delicious. Just now, I looked like I would rather die than obey."

Lin Zhong stopped after hearing the words and smiled sheepishly: "Sorry, I'm shallow. When I first saw this way of eating, it was a bit of a shock."

"It's normal to use digestive juices to deal with difficult-to-eat food first. What's wrong?" The woman didn't understand.

"It's nothing, it's just that it's easy to think of -" Lin Zhong suddenly realized what he said and stopped talking.

Flies eat through external digestion. They spit out digestive juices to dissolve the food and then suck it in with their mouthparts. When he first saw a woman spitting digestive juices onto pieces of meat, the first impression that came to Lin Zhong's mind was of flies. Suddenly I felt extremely resistant.

If he said this smoothly, he might be killed on the spot.

"What do you think of?" The woman asked casually when she saw that he had no further explanation.

"Hey, speaking of which, I don't seem to know what to call you yet!" Lin Zhong quickly changed the subject.

He would have to spend at least two days with the other person, and it seemed a bit inconvenient not to have a serious title.

"I don't have a name. You can call me whatever you want." The woman took a plate and continued eating, seemingly not interested in the topic.

"You haven't had a name for four years?" Lin Zhong was stunned.

"My name is basically called by others. There is no one else here except me, so why do I need a name?" The woman snorted coldly.

"That's right." Lin finally reacted.

"Actually, I have met two groups of 'people' like you. I tried to contact them, but when they saw me, they felt like they had seen a ghost. They ran faster than rabbits and pointed at me while running. Attack." The woman added.

"This...actually there is nothing we can do..." Lin Zhong scratched his forehead in embarrassment.

This is also reasonable. The woman's appearance has parts of an abyssal creature, and there is an apostle reaction in the detector. Even Lin Zhong himself preconceived the woman as an abyssal creature.

For an ordinary hunter team, encountering an apostle is like encountering a natural disaster. It is a normal reaction to run away immediately and prevent the other party from pursuing them. Without this kind of vigilance, entering the abyss will lead to death very quickly.Even if Lin Zhong's team is not fully prepared, they will definitely choose to escape when they see the apostle.

In the past four years, the woman has been living alone, hunting and eating like other abyssal creatures, and at the same time, she has built a bedroom of her own based on human living habits.She is different from other abyss creatures, and at the same time it is difficult to contact with humans. It is really difficult for Lin Zhong to imagine what this kind of life is like.

"So, why don't you just give me a name?" the woman said.

"Shall I name you?" Lin Zhong suddenly felt that he had encountered a problem.

What should I call the other person?

Just copy Li Suling's name?
It's better not to give it up. He does know Li Suling. The woman in front of him and Li Suling are no longer the same person. It always feels weird to use this name directly.

He thought of several common women's names and tried to apply them to the other party in his mind, but he felt that they were not suitable.

Firstly, he is not good at this kind of formal things. Secondly, the existence of the other party is too unique, somewhere between a human and an abyssal creature. Putting ordinary names on it, it always feels like the impression does not match.

What would you call a woman who looks like Frankenstein?

Thinking of this, Lin Zhong suddenly opened his eyes wide.

Frankenstein…

"What about Fran?" Lin Zhong blurted out.

He took the name directly from "Frankenstein."In fact, in that ancestral science fiction novel, Frankenstein is not the name of Frankenstein, but the name of his creator.

But if you think about it carefully, this woman actually fits this role. She has the ability of a Queen's apostle and can also transform the body of living things. Lin Zhong, who is now resurrected with the heart of a stealth worm, can be regarded as her work.

Viewed from this perspective, Lin finally found that his position was more in line with Frankenstein.

"It doesn't matter, I said, it's okay." The woman didn't seem to have any obvious feelings, as if she didn't care no matter what the other party called him.

"Is it okay to call him 'Goudan'?" Lin Zhong couldn't help but cheered.

The woman glared at him sharply.

"Okay, let's call her 'Flan', that's it!" Lin Zhong quickly apologized and said, "Miss Fulan."

"Ah."

The woman—Fran responded casually, and continued to eat at a leisurely pace, looking thoughtful.

Lin Zhong also continued to eat. The silence after a topic was always a little awkward for people who had just met.

After a while, Fran raised her head first and started a new topic: "How should I call you?"

"Lin Zhong." Lin Zhong simply reported his name.

"Okay, Lin Zhong." Fran nodded and wrote down the name, then asked, "What are your plans next?"

(End of this chapter)