Chapter 2: The Living Test Subject

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    Why did so many drop it since the first chapter?
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    Drastic drop in reader
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    i've read something similar like this in webnovel titled "Frieren: The Dark Mages Diary" it has the same concept and same starting point
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      Yeah he stole that shut and claimed it as his own
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        Haha clap
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    The boys he bunked with harbored some hostility toward the pre-transmigration Saul.

    Author please can you stop with this cliche ass plot, this doesn't even makes sense anymore
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      What’s there to not make sense of a group of kids picking on another kid?
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    Seeing Saul's hesitant, pale face, she laughed, her body trembling with amusement. The white liquid inside her glass dome sloshed along with her movements.

    Am I the only one still able to imagine her somehow?
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    A baddie
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    It’s actually comedic how hard my reviews are getting bodied by downvotes. Like wow, really twisting the knife there, guys. You really got me there. Devastating stuff. My feelings are hurt. I’m weeping into a pillow. Absolute morale killer.

    Apparently, all it takes to get dogpiled is tossing a little criticism into the community hot tub, which I guess was actually a shared delusion jacuzzi. All I did was lob a tactical honesty grenade into everyone’s dungeon daydream, and suddenly I’m public enemy number one.

    I’m out here giving chapters the Gordon Ramsay treatment while still sprinkling in just enough good-faith praise like a responsible adult. But if a mildly critical opinion sends people spiraling like I just punched their Minecraft dog, maybe it’s time to evolve past the emotional durability of a wet napkin.

    I’m not handing out standing ovations whenever an Isekai coughs out ‘mana’ or ‘system’ and ‘magic’ in the same paragraph like it’s a sacred rite. But when something actually shows effort, I will give it props—and this chapter? It’s actually trying. It’s dragging itself out of the shallow end, trying to show it might have some real depth under the crust.

    It’s like the author locked Junji Ito and the guy behind Made in Abyss in a meat locker and told them to storyboard a janitor sim inside Bloodborne. And weirdly enough, it works. The horror vibes go hard. It’s grim, it’s twisted, it’s got some real Cronenbergian nightmare juice sloshing around in the corners.

    Shout-out to Saul, by the way. Finally a protagonist who isn’t some cracked out, wise-cracking character with plot armor thicker than Batman’s. He’s just some guy—some poor bastard who the world treats like a chew toy. And that already rockets him miles above the mass graveyard of self-insert wish-fulfillment clowns clogging the genre, who by now would’ve unlocked a magic mop that absorbs blood and grants them the title of “Janitor King” by the next chapter.

    But here’s the issue—the premise is sprinting like it’s late for a bus, but the writing keeps tripping over its own laces. We’re tossing out some fresh horror visuals, no doubt, but it’s still chained to the same crusty Isekai tropes we’ve all seen a thousand times.

    Saul’s survival instincts are running on demo mode. He’s supposed to be the “everyman dumped into hell” archetype, but his reactions have the intensity of a Roomba on 5% battery. He strolls into a sketchy lab like he’s picking up a smoothie sample at Costco, raw-dogs his hand in a vat of black liquid nightmare not once but twice, and shows less hesitation than I do when ordering a Baja Blast at 2 am. No backup plan, no clever counterplay, no internal revolt. Just full send. Pure, undiluted RPG quest brainrot.

    And then, just when you think the body horror’s taking the wheel:
    A woman, dressed in a black nightgown, she was voluptuous, but not overweight. The exposed skin was pale and smooth.

    Beautiful. We’re in the middle of Cronenberg’s fever dream, but the author just had to shoehorn in the ol’ “but what if, hear me out, she was also a baddie?” Like bro. We’re staring at a half-headed abomination and your first instinct is “hold on, lemme check if she thick”? Peak web novel behavior. It’s not even upsetting. It’s kind of endearing. Like watching a toddler try to flirt.

    At this point, I’m gonna need a health potion and a full stamina bar just to survive chapter three.
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      He strolls into a sketchy lab like he’s picking up a smoothie sample at Costco, raw-dogs his hand in a vat of black liquid nightmare not once but twice, and shows less hesitation than I do when ordering a Baja Blast at 2 am. No backup plan, no clever counterplay, no internal revolt. Just full send.

      What should he do in this situation, for example?
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        I don’t know, dude—literally anything that suggests he’s got survival instinct. Panic a little, hesitate, maybe have a split-second thought like, “Hey, maybe dunking my hand into this eldritch nightmare soup isn’t peak decision-making.” Hell, even mumbling “this shit feels kinda wrong” would at least show there’s a brain cell online.

        But nope, dude just raw-dogs the abyss like it’s a trust fall exercise with Satan. No internal logic, no emotional reaction, not even a passing “yo, maybe this is a bad idea.” And that’s the problem—it’s not what he does, it’s the fact there’s no reason why he does it. It’s like watching a Roomba crawl into a fire and wondering what its motivation was.
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          Showing any hesitation would not help him, only decrease his chances of survival, it's even explained in the chapter.

          He's putting his hand in the liquid precisely because of survival instinct.
          And that’s the problem—it’s not what he does, it’s the fact there’s no reason why he does it. It’s like watching a Roomba crawl into a fire and wondering what its motivation was.

          There's a very clear reason why he does it - to receive help from the woman and not die, what are you talking about?
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            You clearly missed the point, harder than a full-screen pop-up that crashes my browser and opens 30 tabs to scam sites. Saying it makes sense in the chapter is honestly concerning—like, are we even reading the same thing?

            Sure, I guess in the most technical, calculator-brain sense, Saul shoving his hand in because it’s his “only chance” at survival adds up. But “technically makes sense” doesn’t excuse dog-shit execution. Desperation isn’t a blank check for brain-dead compliance.

            If you find yourself staring down a vat of cosmic horror stew, and the only person vouching for it looks like they moonlight as a Victorian cryptid, you certainly don’t just slam-dunk your hand in like it’s a free sample at Bath & Body Works. You flinch. You second-guess. You do literally anything that suggests your brain is doing more than buffering.

            Ask literally anyone—no one in their right mind is raw-dogging cosmic soup just because some strange, creepy sleep paralysis demon-looking lady says “trust me.” Saul is supposed to behave like any normal human, not a Roomba with a death wish.

            The fact that the author glosses over basic human reactions to life-threatening situations is wild—and the fact you’re defending it is even wilder.
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      TL;DR
      Mocking Downvotes: Hilariously overwhelmed by downvotes, sarcastically devastated.
      Community Backlash: Criticizing the genre triggered a delusional fanbase.
      Balanced Reviews: Offers honest critiques with praise but faces overreactions.
      Praising Effort: Commends the chapter’s unique horror depth despite flaws.
      Unique Premise: Blends Junji Ito, Made in Abyss, and Bloodborne vibes effectively.
      Protagonist Praise: Saul is a refreshingly normal, suffering protagonist.
      Critique of Tropes: Horror visuals clash with tired Isekai clichés.
      Protagonist’s Stupidity: Saul acts recklessly with no survival instincts.
      Unnecessary Fanservice: Ruins horror tone with a "voluptuous" description mid-terror.
      Endearing Absurdity: Finds the flaws almost charming, like a toddler flirting.
      Exhaustion: Needs stamina to keep reading.
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        You get an upvote.
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      You write in the most obnoxious and long-winded way possible. It’s like I’m reading a Buzzfeed article instead of a comment.
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        It’s almost as if that was the point.
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    Man imagining the lady was hard but not impossible constraint
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    A woman, dressed in a black nightgown, she was voluptuous, but not overweight. The exposed skin was pale and smooth.

    Saul looked up and saw a graceful jawline, full red lips, a high nose and above that... nothing.

    The woman had only half a head.


    No trouble at all , can't faze me from showing this lady some deserved love drakan jigglin
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      we already got one without a head in anime, half a head with a mouth mean we can still do the head
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    A kind lady
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      Wife Material😂
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        Y'all are down bad
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          we are all bad
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            Pragmatic we are
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      A psycho lady
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