Chapter 111 The food delivered to your mouth is delicious!
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, not laughing, but he was indeed smiling.
"Jason what are you laughing at?"
The female pastry chef asked subconsciously.
"I'm praising the deliciousness of 'food'."
Jason jumped off the carriage as he spoke, and then said to the female pastry chef: "Stay in the car and don't get off."
After saying that, without waiting for the female pastry chef to answer, she strode towards the veteran station.
The closer he got, the more uncontrollable the smile on Jason's face became.
Likewise, the fragrance is getting stronger and stronger.
I thought it was an appetizer, but I didn't expect it to be a full meal!
Gudong.
Jason swallowed. He restrained his hunger, and after telling himself again that 'waiting will make the food more delicious,' he looked at the three people in front of the veteran station.
The three of them are no strangers, having met each other around Lao Taidi.
Obviously, this is the person sent by Old Teddy to investigate the veteran site.
"Sir Jason."
The leading man gestured to Jason.
Then, after Jason nodded in response, the three of them took action.
In fact, if they hadn't seen Jason, they would have entered the veteran site long ago.
It's a veteran site. You can probably guess it just by listening to the name.
This is a club.
Provide services to retired veterans.
Of course, ordinary soldiers are not eligible to enter, only officers at least second lieutenant level or above are eligible.
From the outside, it looks no different from a veterans hospital.
It's just that one is made of pure white, and the other is a warmer light yellow.
Squeak!
The door opened.
The three members of the Prussian family walked in in a single file.
A yellow gem appeared in the first person's hand, and he whispered in his mouth.
The second person was holding two submachine guns.
What appeared in the third person's hand was a grenade.
It is obvious that the Prussian family has already adapted to how to integrate the "mysterious side" into the world of gunpowder.
Tread, step.
Squeak, squeak.
The boots stepped on the floor inside the door, and the floor immediately made an overwhelming sound. The leader did not stop talking, while the second and third people looked to the left and right.
The entire hall of the veterans site was empty.
Beside the table tennis table and billiard table, rackets and cues were scattered everywhere. Several newspapers that were supposed to be on the ground were tilted up due to the inflow of wind when the door opened, and were wrapped around the unoccupied chairs.
"Safety!"
"Safety!"
The second and third person said continuously.
The first person kept talking in Tufu's mouth. He held the topaz in one hand and made a gesture with the other hand, indicating to continue the inspection.
But just as the two were about to take action, the power light of the radio on the table in the distance suddenly came on.
Stab!
squeak!
The sharp sound of electric current suddenly sounded, exceeding the unbearable decibel level for ordinary people. Immediately, the second and third people showed pain on their faces, and the first person's words also stopped for a moment.
Even if it’s just a short pause!
But the invisible force field suddenly showed its flaws.
"whee!"
A child's laughter appeared.
The sound came from deep in the corridor on one side of the hall.
Along with the laughter, there were bursts of brisk footsteps.
It was obvious that the laughing child was approaching here.
The face of the leader of the Pruss family suddenly changed. When he sensed that some unspeakable fear was beginning to erode his sanity, he immediately shouted: "Retreat! Retreat!"
The second and third people immediately stepped back.
The first person also turned around and ran away.
but--
Bang!
The door behind you that should have been opened was just closed.
Not only was it closed, three rattans as thick as index fingers hung from the ceiling, silently tightening around the necks of the three of them, and then pulled them back suddenly.
Crunch.
The crisp sound was accompanied by a suffocating ha, ha.
Then everything became quiet again.
…
Jason followed the three Prussian family members and walked into the veterans station.
But when he walked through the door, the three people who were following him disappeared.
In front of him was an empty hall.
There are table tennis tables and pool tables.
The floor was covered with scattered newspapers, the tables and chairs were messy, and there were wine bottles on many of the tables.
Most of them are wines that have just been opened.
A small number of them still have half of them.
It can be seen that the people at the veteran site all love wine.
While Jason was checking, the power light of the radio on the table not far away suddenly turned on. Just when the harsh sound of electricity was about to sound, Jason raised his hand and fired.
Bang!
At a distance of less than 10 meters, the power of the shotgun is maximized.
Immediately, the radio was beaten to pieces.
"whee!"
Children's laughter echoed in the distant room, and there were waves of footsteps, which seemed to be running towards here from the end of the corridor.
Jason raised a grenade in his hand.
bite!
The pull ring fell to the ground, and the grenade flew deep into the corridor.
The footsteps that were supposed to be approaching immediately turned into distant sounds.
but--
boom!
After the grenade exploded and shrapnel flew, everything became quiet again.
A finger-thick rattan appeared silently behind Jason and wrapped around Jason's neck. But before it even touched Jason's neck, it was caught by Jason who had already smelled the faint fragrance.
He grabbed it in his hand.
Grabbing the vine with his left hand, Jason wrapped it around his wrist several times and then pulled it down hard.
Stab!
Like the sound of cutting cloth, the vine, which was more than three meters long, was pulled down.
There was a big hole in the ceiling, as if the vine was growing on the ceiling.
Hoo, ho!
The open window behind the door blew cold wind into the hall.
The sound of wind echoed in the dark ceiling.
It's as if an invisible monster is lurking there, ready to choose people and devour them.
Jason glanced at it and began to collect the newspapers on the ground and the ceiling that had just fallen.
The newspaper is at the bottom and the wooden board is at the top, as the lighter is lit.
A simple bonfire appeared.
Then?
After rinsing the torn vines with the wine on the side, Jason broke off the legs of the chair on the side, used it as an iron drill, wrapped the vines as thick as his index finger around them, and started grilling.
After a while, the scent of plants began to fill the hall.
Although there is no seasoning, the strong liquor gives the vine a hint of spiciness.
It tastes crunchy and crispy, a bit like eating grilled kelp.
There is a crunching sound.
The whistling of the wind continued.
Jason frowned.
The steaming hot food, blown by the cool breeze, is really not delicious enough.
He stood up and walked to the door, raised his hand and closed the door...
Then, he pulled a table over and propped it up behind the door.
No one can escape!
It's all mine!
Jason was smiling, but the entire hall became quieter and quieter.
Only the popping sound of the flames and the sound of chewing were left.
【The touch of swallowing dark coconut!】
[Physical strength and energy are moderately restored!]
[Satiety +2]
…
Squeak, squeak.
A figure in a wheelchair appeared at the end of the hall on the other side.
The other party turned its wheels and slowly approached Jason.
He couldn't see his face clearly, but he made an unpleasant noise from his mouth.
Some seem out of breath.
But it's more like a struggle.
The dying struggle.
However, the sound still came.
"What is equality?"
"What is equality?"
"What is equality?"
The other party seemed to be questioning Jason.
And with the questioning one after another, the feeling of being out of breath disappeared, and instead there was a roaring sound, like the roar of a wild beast.
Bang!
The shotgun's muzzle flashed.
The roar suddenly stopped.
The figure sitting in the wheelchair stared blankly at his beaten body, with a hint of disbelief in his eyes.
Then--
Bang, bang bang!
A flurry of shotgun fire.
The huge impact of the projectile forcefully knocked back the figure sitting in the wheelchair who was about to appear in the hall.
The other party was very unwilling.
Want to struggle.
But it's useless.
Jason, who had learned the art of gryphon shooting, threw another grenade after firing. The grenade landed just right in the opponent's arms and exploded.
boom!
The wheelchair and the figure in the wheelchair were torn apart.
"At gunpoint, all living beings are equal."
Jason said calmly, looking at the hole in the ceiling.
After the figure in the wheelchair was blown to pieces, he smelled a stronger fragrance coming from the hole.
Logically speaking, the ceiling on the first floor should be on the second floor.
However, what he could see from here was only darkness.
‘Food’ is in it.
That……
What else is there to say?
Jason walked towards the spirits he had collected before. They were neatly stacked on a table, each one sealed, with a length of newspaper serving as a lead exposed.
After lighting them, Jason threw these special cocktails into the dark hole.
One bottle, two bottles, three bottles...
At first, the dark holes swallowed up these Molotov cocktails.
The Molotov cocktail, which was supposed to be powerful, didn't even show a spark.
But, as time goes by.
After Jason threw more Molotov cocktails in, flames began to appear.
And once the flame appears, the darkness is immediately swallowed up.
A monster as tall as a man and covered with vines appeared in the darkness.
It kept beating the flames on its body with the cane.
But the more you beat it with the cane, the brighter the flame will burn.
Then, it rolled down from the dark hole.
Bang!
With a muffled sound, it fell to Jason's feet.
But Jason didn't even look at the monster.
The taste had already been told to him.
What is real.
What is false.
He turned his head slightly, and a vine with spikes just brushed past his cheek.
Jason raised his hand, grabbed the vine, and pulled hard again.
It's like a curtain has been pulled.
The entire ceiling just fell down.
Real 'food' also appeared in front of Jason for the first time.
It was a round ball the size of a water tank. It was hanging on the top floor of the veterans' site. Vine branches spread out from its body. At the end of the vines, there were hanging people who had their necks strangled and suffocated.
The people include the three members of the Prussian family and the veterans at the Veterans Station. They are like colorful flags hanging in the house during festivals.
But there is no joy.
There is only death!
roar!
The 'food' that revealed its true form was extremely angry.
It roared loudly, and its tentacle-like vines dropped the prey they got, dancing around Jason's head like snakes, and then, arrows from the strings stabbed at Jason one after another.
