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Chapter 66: Some Understanding ~ Ask for a Monthly Pass~)

The metal chain is lightweight, and even with the green gemstone pendant, it doesn't weigh much.

However, the rich fragrance on it made Jason swallow his saliva all the time.

However, even so, Jason did not forget to wash it carefully with clean water.

After confirming that there was no foreign object that fit properly, he took off the green gem pendant and put the metal chain into his mouth.

The rich milk flavor bursts out instantly!

A bit like a milk film!

But it is many times richer than milk tablets.

Jason suddenly narrowed his eyes in contentment.

[Swallow a very small amount of compound food essence]

[Medium recovery of physical strength and energy]

[Satiety +4]

【Satiety: 13】



The food was in his hand. Jason ignored the words in front of him. He spat out the necklace that had no taste at all, and then put the green gem in his mouth.

Slightly bitter, but with a touch of sweetness.

Chocolatey?

Jason pursed his lips and savored the taste, subconsciously squeezing the gem with his tongue and upper teeth.

Then,

A cool sweetness flowed out instantly.38

Liquor chocolate!

Jason's eyes lit up.

But this feeling only lasted for about two or three seconds and then disappeared.

The green gem, which was full of luster, had long lost any color.

It's almost like ordinary glass.

But Jason had a great harvest.

[Swallow the ‘Heart of Requiem (imitation)’! 】

[Physical strength and energy are greatly restored]

[Satiety +25]

【Satiety: 38】

[Excitement of eating +1]

【The excitement of eating:2】



A necklace called the 'Heart of Requiem' brought Jason 29 points of satiety and 1 point of food excitement.

Not only did he get back all his previous consumption, but he also became a lot richer.

What's more important is that this 'Heart of Requiem' necklace is just an imitation.

Counterfeit products are like this.

What would it look like if it were the real thing?

As he thought about it, Jason's saliva started to flow.

However, the next moment, Jason took a sharp breath.

Suck.

The saliva was sucked back by Jason, and he suddenly woke up.

Counterfeit products are held by such enemies.

Who will have the authentic product?

Or to be more precise, what kind of strength will a person who owns the real thing have.

This time, if he hadn't smelled the "fragrance" and planned the battle in advance, the battle situation would have been extremely complicated, or even reversed.

"The 'immortality' characteristic must be hidden as much as possible."

"Most battles should be resolved by conventional means."

"so……"

"We still need to increase our strength!"

While summarizing, Jason reloaded the No. 13 bullet into the magazine of the Winchester Brothers, and then picked up the two MF92s.

When all the weapons were returned to his body and the feeling of peace of mind emerged again, Jason began to clean up the battlefield.

The secret room in front of you is not big.

But there are many rooms.

He was standing in the entrance hall, with a straight corridor behind it, rooms on both sides of the corridor, and a door at the end.

The rooms on both sides of the corridor had long been empty of people, and everyone was in the lobby.

And that's what Jason wants to see.

He knew very well that after he cleared so many contact points of the 'Abrasion Society', everyone would be summoned here.

It's not hard to guess.

Because, as a 'secret room' hidden underground, Jason couldn't think of anything else besides a secret meeting place.

Jason searched the hall and the rooms on both sides of the corridor one by one.

Nothing noteworthy was found.

It’s not just that there are no coins or anything like that.

In fact, he couldn't even see a piece of paper with writing on it.

Subconsciously, Jason looked at the small door.

No direct contact.

He picked up the sword of the leader of the Harbor Church of the Abrasion Society and the sword of the church bishop from the hall, and first threw the latter towards the door.

bite!

During the impact, sparks flew everywhere, the sword was knocked away, and the door made a unique metallic crunching sound and remained motionless.

There is no trigger trap on the door.

Jason confirmed, but was not careless. Jason would be willing to be ten times more cautious about the 'mysterious side'.

Because you have no idea how dangerous a seemingly ordinary door that others can come in and out of at will can be for you.

Is there a dragon hiding behind the door?

It's not impossible either.

Jason held another long sword, pointed the tip of the sword at the door, and applied slight force.

Squeak!

The door opened.

A room the size of three basketball courts appeared in front of Jason.

In the center of the room is a tower about half a person tall, with a stone base, a large flower blooming above, and a special decoration connected by stone pillars in the middle.

After testing the ground with the tip of his sword, Jason stepped into the place.

He approached the decoration carefully.

Before he got really close, a strong smell of blood hit his face.

Jason frowned slightly.

Almost instantly, he guessed what it was.

container!

Or to be more precise, it is a sacrificial vessel.

As for what's inside?

With the "Abrasive Society's" behavior, what would be inside?

Everyone can guess it.

Jason approached the container.

After careful inspection, he found nothing special.

The entire container was cleaned very clean and it can be said to be spotless.

But even so, the pungent smell of blood is still there.

Especially after getting really close, with Jason's physique which is almost twice that of an ordinary person, he felt a faint sense of dizziness after smelling it. You can imagine how many people have been 'sacrificially' here.

What kind of despair did those who were sacrificed face before they died?

Jason thought subconsciously.

There seemed to be low pleading and crying sounds in my ears.

Roaring is useless.

There is no point in struggling.

only……

Death that lingers.

Pain and blood, including lives beyond their control, have become bargaining chips for pleasure.

The crisp sound of the chips falling to the ground will make the inexplicable existence laugh.

Can,

Jason couldn't laugh.

This is not funny.

"Watching the night, being in darkness, but having light in your heart..."

Silently, Jason whispered the oath of the night watchman.

At this time, he suddenly had a deeper understanding of the 'Night Watch'.

He seems to know why someone would choose to become a 'Night Watchman'

Not much experience.

Still very shallow.

But for Jason at this moment,

Enough.

"May your souls..."

"rest in peace."

Jason said softly.

Then, turn around.

Jason is ready to leave.

He has no intention of staying here anymore.

But when Jason turned around, he suddenly saw a 'clock' in the corner.

This clock is not big.

Only the size of a palm.

Fixed by a wooden shelf.

"This is……"

While Jason was still guessing.

Clang, clang.

The bell suddenly rang.

And just ten seconds later, familiar footsteps appeared.

Tap tap tap.

The footsteps were rapid, with a hint of panic.

Then,

Gerald appeared in front of Jason.

His hair was torn by the strong wind and split in all directions, and his solemn face did not relax until he saw Jason safe and sound.

Many words were suppressed in Gerald's heart.

He just gave Jason a smile.

"Need a midnight snack?"


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