Monster Harem In The Tower-Chapter 54: Absurd Path

Nathan squinted at the panel screen,

the corner of his mouth slowly lifting.

"Username... Daoistxxxxxxxx?"

He smacked his forehead.

"Oh my god... unbelievable."

The review read:

> Best potion I’ve ever used, truly rare.

Made my experience adventuring in the tower so enjoyable.

Already hooked on this potion after the first try, looking forward to your next potion.

— Daoistxxxxxxxx

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Nathan chuckled.

"Damn, this is hilarious. Are the other fake reviews just as funny?"

Not long after, his finger swiped across the screen, scrolling down.

One by one, more reviews appeared.

His eyes narrowed again, this time trying to hold back laughter.

> This is a good potion, keep up the good work!

— Primordialpet

> This is the best potion I have ever use, have a good effect!

— Randomlvl1account

> Different than other potion, unique potion with unique effect. Looking forward for your next potion!

— RandomLvl4account

Nathan clutched his stomach.

"Oh god... what the hell is this. Tower Manager really has no shame."

Nathan burst out laughing.

"Damn it, after that terrifying appearance and her speech about hypocritical support, she’s making fake reviews like this ahhahah..."

Yet beneath his laughter, a faint needle of awareness pricked his thoughts. Funny... the longer I stay here, the easier it is to laugh at trivial crap. Does this mean I’m starting to numb myself?

While Nathan was still laughing in satisfaction, the Tower Manager, who was relaxing and enjoying her time since the system and tower weren’t having any errors, watched Nathan laughing.

Nathan’s cock was bouncing up and down,

and the Tower Manager’s eyes sharpened.

"DAMN HUMAN...."

[Ding!]

A new panel appeared, and Nathan’s laughter came to a stop.

[Tower Manager]

Stop laughing at me, you lowly human!

You should be grateful I’ve given you support and pleasure!

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Nathan chuckled.

"Alright, alright. Forgive me,I just thought your fake reviews would look a little more professional, ahahaha..."

Nathan burst into even louder laughter,

as if paying back the Tower Manager’s past teasing.

[Tower Manager]

Damn you! Just wait!

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Clip....

The panel showing the Tower Manager’s text and voice disappeared.

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Nathan heard the heavy sound of footsteps.

Thud... thud... thud...

He turned, his pupils shrinking.

From behind the trees appeared three dolls —

not cute dolls,

but muscle dolls: two meters tall, muscular old-man bodies, stiff smiling faces, neatly combed hair,

and glistening chests as if covered in baby oil.

[Ding!]

[Spawning: Muscle Doll (x3).]

[Note: Designed for wrestling practice. Harmless, but will try to grab and slam host to the ground.]

Nathan froze.

"What the hell is this...?!"

The first doll opened its arms wide, as if ready for a hug.

"Come... brooo... we wrestle, brooo..."

Nathan took half a step back, his mouth hanging open.

"Tower Manager... what the hell is this?!"

[Tower Manager]

Ahahahaha! Relax, they can’t hurt you.

This is for training your reflexes and physical endurance.

You’ll thank me later!

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Nathan raised his hand.

"Thank you, my ass!"

The second doll bounced slightly, a flop sound coming from its rock-solid thighs.

"Let’s spar, brooo!"

Nathan tried to run, but the third doll quickly wrapped its arms around his waist.

"Bro hugggg..."

"WAAH! Let go, let go!!"

Nathan screamed, his face turning red, trying to push the doll’s arms off.

His body lifted halfway off the ground, slowly spinning like someone who stumbled into the wrong yoga class.

"Damn it, I’m not letting my cock touch these disgusting things!"

Nathan grabbed his still-hard cock and activated [Temporary Physical Enhancement].

He managed to break free from the doll’s hug.

[Tower Manager]

Hehehe, good job, Nathan! Show your strength! Remember, when you leave the tower, you’ll need endurance — not just below the belt, but in your muscles too!

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"Tower Manager... you damn bastard...!"

Nathan cursed, wiping off the baby oil that almost dripped onto his cock.

Plop!

The second doll jumped.

BOP!

The third doll leaped up and patted his shoulder.

"Solidarity, brooo!"

[Ding!]

[Training progress: 15%... 30%...]

Nathan growled, his breathing heavy.

"This... this isn’t a tower, this is hell gym!"

Nathan jumped back.

"Alright, if this is training, I’ll wipe them out, whehhe..."

He grinned.

Nathan activated [Juggerboar Strike] and rammed into one of the muscle dolls.

[Ding!]

[Training progress: 15%... 30%... 40%...]

Nathan jumped back, his breath heavy, eyes darting quickly at the three muscle dolls closing in.

His cock swung left and right, still half-hard from last night’s madness, bouncing with every backward step.

"WAAAH! Not from the front too, you idiot!" Nathan shouted, his eyes wide as the second doll opened its arms, ready to hug him from the front.

He reflexively glanced down.

"...thank god, these dolls don’t have dicks," he muttered quickly, his voice caught in his throat.

The doll’s six-pack gleamed smooth, no clothes — but also no extra weapon to make the scene more horrifying.

Nathan spun his body, dodging.

BOP!

The third doll tried to pat his shoulder.

Nathan threw his body to the side, his hand moving fast, punching the doll’s stomach — it felt like hard rubber coated in baby oil.

[Ding!]

[Training progress: 50%...]

[Ding!]

[Training progress: 80%...]

[Ding!]

[Training progress: 100%...]

Finally, it was over.

A notification panel popped up, and the dolls froze, then slowly disappeared like digital dust blowing away.

Sometimes I wonder... of all the towers out there, why did I end up on this absurd path?

Nathan stood, chest rising and falling, his body shining — not from sweat, but covered in oil from head to toe.

Even his hands were slippery.

"Ugh... damn... why the hell did they have to use baby oil..." Nathan muttered, glaring in disgust at his own hands.

He glanced down, and his face immediately fell apart. "...and now I don’t even want to touch my own dick."

Nathan tilted his head back, staring up at the pale blue sky above the tower.

He let out a long breath, like a hero just back from war.

"To the river first, shower," he muttered, walking off with his robe draped over his shoulder.bHe stopped.

"Might as well wash my pants too," he added.

Maybe deep down... I still want to survive. Not just physically, but keep my mind intact too.

Nathan headed toward the river.

"System still processing data?"

[Ding!]

[Important needs of humanity not yet found.]

[Ding!]

[Notice: Mettallumcum is already popular among hunters. Prepare to produce more Mettallumcum.]

[Pre-order has been opened.]

"What? Shit... my pee."

Nathan looked down at his now very unenthusiastic cock.

Nathan walked toward the sapoa tree, placing his robe and dirty pants on the ground.

He pulled out a shovel. freёnovelkiss.com

"Damn, I forgot I don’t have a sword or dagger yet, but at least I have this," he said.

Nathan jabbed the tip of the shovel into the sapoa tree, doing it twice — once for the sap, once for the spot to place the sapoa leaves.

Nathan glanced toward the far end of the river.

"I wonder what’s over there? I want to go on an adventure here,"

he thought of the strange parts of the tower — snowy lands, deserts, and dark areas.

Hufftt...

he sighed.

"It’s time I make my dream come true... yeah, even if it’s not as a typical hunter,"

he grumbled.

He smiled.

"At least I can go around, explore the flo—"

Before he could finish his sentence,

a whispering voice appeared behind him.

"I will... guide you..."