My Refrigerator Turned Into A Dungeon Chapter 109.2

Skill [Woman] And My Left Foot That Ca Back

A startling new fact.

My newly acquired skill, [Woman], was not a wonderful skill that could summon won, but a ridiculous skill that transford into a woman.

And using that skill, I, who had turned into a muscular Amazon, was in the first underground layer, smoking the limbs of a giant dung beetle, absentmindedly nibbling on them.

"Sigh Why is this happening? (Chomp, munch)"

The reason I was smoking the limbs of a giant dung beetle in the first underground layer was twofold. Firstly, I had no idea when the transformation would be undone. Would it take one hour, three hours, or an entire day? Regardless, transforming in public outside would be unbearable.

Moreover, I would lose consciousness in shock during the transformation. If it happened while I was riding a bike, it would lead to a major accident.

The second reason was that I had overhunted, resulting in a surplus of giant dung beetle limbs.

If I left them alone, they would eventually rot. So, I rembered the sakura wood chips I had bought during the trend of ho smoking a while ago that had been left unused.

Thus, I found myself making smoked goods in the first dungeon layer.

"(Chomp, crunch)"

However, my lower half was in a suit, and the upper half was exposed breasts.

Yes, I had confird it earlier by taking off my top. But there were undeniably large breasts there. Of course, I touched them. But they felt firm and tight, like touching a volleyball.

So, my imagined soft and supple breasts were nothing like this. The shape was perfectly that of breasts, but the feeling was way off. It could be said they were an extension of the pectoral muscles, no matter how you looked at it.

Anyway, even touching my breasts didn't make happy or amused, so I sulked and continued like that.

"(Jiggle, jiggle, jiggle)"

"Hmm, do you want so at? Here, I can give you scraps (toss)."

[Jiggle, jiggle, jiggle jiggle, jiggle, jiggle]

Normally, slis would quickly perceive and approach if sothing fell. But today, maybe because of the fire, they were observing from a distance.

The heat source for the homade smoking device was a Fire Wand.

I channeled magic into it to create a small fla, placed it on the floor, and used the giant stink bug's exoskeleton as the material for the homade smoking device. It had a strong stink bug odor, but the sll disappeared when roasted with fire, so I used it.

On top of that, I laid out sakura wood chips for smoking, placed the limbs of the giant dung beetle on them, and covered everything with the large exoskeleton of the stink bug for the space filled with smoke.

So, with at hanging down and smoke rising from the giant stink bug's exoskeleton, it looked like so kind of mysterious ritual.

But still, I wanted so garlic dumplings. Oh well, wasting ingredients would be a sha. Under the spirit of not being wasteful, I've been absentmindedly making smoked at for about three hours now. Well, you could call it escaping from reality.

Even though it's called smoking, it's just pseudo-smoked at where I lightly smoke the limbs of the dung beetle that have already been cooked with fire to add flavor.

"(Toss, toss) Hmm, do you want so at too? Huh?"

Among the slis that gathered, there was one with a different color.

"Oh Could you be the one who ate my leg? How was it, tasty? (Toss)"

My left leg was lted by the digestive enzys of the giant maggot. Only the tip of the foot remained without lting, but even if it stayed, there was nothing I could do.

So, I threw it away in the first underground layer. It seems this sli happened to eat it by chance. Perhaps that's why this sli alone has a different color than the others.

Well, even if it's just the tip of the foot, my leg must have been excellent bait for the sli to undergo so change. Unlike the other slis, the red sli, unafraid of fire, ca close, shaking its body as if asserting sothing.

"Hahaha, you glutton. Still want more?"

It's like a stray cat gathering when you're grilling fish. Despite being monsters, they have a certain cuteness.

"Oops, this one. Just because you got a taste doesn't an you can eat again (swish!)."

If you allow such a red sli to approach, it gradually got closer and clung to my left leg. I swung my leg to kick it away, but it unexpectedly flew lightly over my head and jumped into the open door of the dungeon's front room.

"Huh!?"

That's ridiculous. Dungeon monsters shouldn't be able to enter the dungeon front room.

I had tried many tis before to analyze monsters in the safe dungeon front room, attempting to bring them in. But all attempts failed. There was an invisible magical barrier at the door and stairs separating the dungeon's front room from the other levels, and monsters couldn't pass through it.

So why, of all things, could that red sli??

Timidly standing up and peering at where the red sli disappeared, it bounced back over the dungeon front room's door with montum.

"Huh! Hey, wait a minute!"

[Stick]

The red sli, reaching out to catch , stopped right in front of . What in the world?

"Um be careful!"

[Sticky!]

"Rest!"

[lty]

"Hmm this is!"

I put my hand on my chin and thought. It seems this red sli can understand what I'm saying. But what on earth does this an?

Hmm, let see.

Co to think of it, I heard stories about people who underwent organ transplants and sohow started to be influenced by the donor's hobbies, preferences, or even personalities. People who were fond of at before the transplant suddenly beca fond of vegetables afterward, or people who had no connection whatsoever with the organ donor gradually started to share similar personalities.

Hmm Well, things you don't understand, you don't understand. So, I decided to ask the red sli directly.

"Are you, by any chance, my left leg?"

[Tinpyon! Tinpyon! Tinpyon!!]

Oh, I see! Welco back, my left leg, now resembling a sli so much.

Observing its behavior, it seems that this red sli, by absorbing my left leg, developed a sense of "[I am the left leg]." Moreover, for so reason, it was liberated from the constraints that would bind other monsters and could freely move within the dungeon.

Well, let's try sothing.

[Shuon gapo. Shuka!]

I removed the left leg part of the Insect King Suit, opened the sli injection port of the golden left leg, and pointed the emptied prosthetic leg toward the red sli. Excitedly, the red sli entered the prosthetic leg through the sli injection port, making tinpyon! sounds.

"Ouch!"

A sharp pain ran through the left leg that should not exist. And it moved freely. It wasn't magic, nor was it just willpower. It was sothing between magic and willpower, a connection between the red sli inside the prosthetic leg and below the knee.

"It's moving! And I can feel it! Hahaha!"

For so reason, I felt so happy that tears were about to co out.

In a peculiar form, my left leg had returned. As a sli!