Every world is full of ghosts and monsters begging for hugs

Bai Yao returned to the cruise ship's guest room, carrying a pile of shells and the little octopus soaked in the shells.

She searched the guest room and finally picked out a plastic box that was originally used for storage. She spread a layer of fine sand in the box, put some beautiful shells as decoration, and finally put the little black octopus in it.

It did not mind that its range of activity was too small. It moved its body, crawled into the shell, and then lay down to rest comfortably. Only its red eyes moved around, as if observing the surrounding environment.

Bai Yao stared at the little animal in the box, looking distressed, "What are you eating?"

There is no signal and I can’t access the Internet now, so I can’t use my mobile phone to search what food octopuses eat.

Fortunately, someone knocked on the door soon. It was crew member No. 7 who came to deliver food.

He explained, "Because we don't know when we can leave, in order to save resources, the food has been reduced. Miss Bai, please understand."

Although Bai Yao was used to a good life, she also knew that she was now stranded on a deserted island in a harsh environment. Not to mention the reduction in food, even if there was only a bowl of porridge, she would have to drink it.

She took the plate and said, "I understand."

Number Seven breathed a sigh of relief. Delivering food was a difficult job, and there were even angry voices coming from the pampered guests outside.

Some people still do not have a more thorough understanding of the current situation, are unable to rationally judge their current situation, and only regard themselves as the superior people in the upper class.

While No. 7 was here, Bai Yao quickly asked: "Do you know what octopuses eat?"

"octopus?"

Bai Yao put down the plate and picked up the box. "This is a little thing I just picked up on the shore. I want to keep it."

Number Seven already had a crush on Bai Yao, and when he saw her pick up an octopus to keep as a pet, he thought it would be a good idea for a little girl stranded on a deserted island to raise a pet to pass the time.

He thought for a moment and said, "It should be able to eat small fish, shrimps, and mussels, but..."

Number 7 looked at the little octopus carefully and said, "I don't think I've ever seen this kind of octopus before. Miss Bai, you have to be careful not to get bitten by it."

"I'll keep an eye on that, thank you."

Number 7 was a little embarrassed. "You are so polite. If you need anything else, you can always come to me."

He thought to himself that it was better for Bai Yao to come to him for help than for those noisy guests to cause trouble for him.

After No. 7 left, Bai Yao put the box on the table. Every time she took a bite of food, she would glance at the soft little animal.

I don’t know if it was attracted by the smell of food, but it slowly stretched out a tentacle from its shell and climbed up along the edge of the box.

Then it moved its body, with half of its head out of the box, and its pair of red eyes kept staring at the people eating.

Bai Yao thought about it, tentatively picked up the finished corn cob, and handed it to the dog.

Another black soft tentacle moved forward, shaking the corn cob while also wrapping around one of Bai Yao's fingers, feeling slippery to the touch. There were small suction cups on the soft tentacle, which gently stuck to her finger and seemed to suck it gently.

Bai Yao felt a little itchy, so she left the corn cob to it and pulled her finger out.

It rolled the corn cob back into the water and stuffed it into its black body. Its body, which was not even as big as the corn cob, was wrapped around the corn cob. It seemed to have a mouth somewhere, but it was eating the corn cob bit by bit.

Bai Yao exclaimed “Wow”.

I threw it another piece of clean corn cob. It had not yet finished eating the corn cob that its body was wrapped around, but it greedily stretched out its two tentacles and wrapped the newly thrown corn cob under its body.

Its body was too dark, and apart from its eyes, its other organs could not be discerned. One could only see its head moving down a little bit from time to time like a chicken pecking at rice, and the two corn cobs became smaller and smaller.

Bai Yao realized that this reserve grain was also an excellent recycler of kitchen waste. So it seemed that there was no disadvantage in raising it!

Not long after, it finished eating and half of its head crawled out of the box again. Its red eyes stared motionlessly in Bai Yao's direction, obviously hoping that she would throw some delicious food to it.

Bai Yao stretched out her hand to compare it. It was not even as big as her palm. It had just eaten two corn cobs, and its body seemed to have grown a little, just like a snake's body would swell after swallowing its prey.

Bai Yao lowered her head and approached it, asking: "You are so small, can you still eat?"

A tentacle pressed against her face, slid along her jawline, rolled up a little food crumb from the corner of her lips, and delivered it into the black body.

Perhaps it realized that there was no food, so it lowered its head, crawled back into the water, and curled up on the shell bed to rest.

Bai Yao picked up a tissue and wiped the water marks on her face. Maybe it was her illusion. Just now, she felt that it seemed to want to use its tentacles to roll her into the water and stuff her into its body as food. When it found that its tentacles could not roll her up, it had to settle for the next best thing and had to return to the water.

Bai Yao moved a chair and sat closer, lying on the box, stretched out her hand, and gently touched its slippery head in the water with one finger.

It probably felt a little disgusted, so it turned its head and then turned over to lie on its stomach, not looking at her with its red eyes. Its tentacles all wrapped around its body, covering its head tightly.

Bai Yao chuckled, "Don't worry, follow me, as long as I have meat to eat, I will have your bones, and if I have porridge to drink, I will give you a bowl of porridge water."

The tightly rolled tentacles opened a small gap, and the ruby ​​eyes in the darkness stared at her shiningly.

There was no electricity on the ship, so no one could use their mobile phones. So some people organized to play cards together in the lobby, or just chat. The cards they played were not ordinary, and no one without a net worth of tens of millions was qualified to sit at the table.

In fact, the card table is also a form of social interaction for them. There are rules for who can win and when to deliberately fail.

There was only one oil lamp lit in the lobby. It was an old item that the captain had dug out from the warehouse. The rich and the crew gathered together, and the scene looked quite lively, but the two people who deserved the most attention did not appear.

Leng Haoting was taking care of the seriously injured maid in the room. When he heard that today's dinner was only corn cobs and white rice, Leng Haoting became furious.

He pulled out a black card and said coldly: "My woman is injured and needs nutritious food to replenish her body. If you can't even do this little thing, your company will go bankrupt when you return."

There was no other choice but for the captain to ask the chef to secretly stew some pork ribs.