The 'noodles' didn't feel dry or hard to chew at all. On the contrary, they were not only very chewy, but also had a bit of crunch, especially the flavor of the broth, which made Jason's eyes light up.
A mouthful of noodles.
A mouthful of soup.
Even if there are no real toppings, it is extremely satisfying with pepper, vinegar and some small garlic sprouts.
【Eating Kilken Elf (Broken)!】
[Medium physical strength, energy recovery!]
[Satiety +4]
[Satiety: 6]
…
"Kirken Elf?"
Looking at the unfamiliar name, Jason raised his eyebrows as his physical strength and energy were fully restored.
He was certain that there was no name of this monster in the [Night Watchman's Certificate].
The same goes for the invisible monster like before.
This feeling of knowing the name but not knowing the specifics is like a person telling you, hey, I want to tell you something, but then stopping.
It's a really terrible feeling.
"We have to get more food... no, monster information."
"This is the realization of being a night watchman."
"besides……"
"Satiety!"
Jason watched as it grew again, reaching a satiety level of 6.
He doesn't mind saving up some satiety.
But the premise is that it is safe enough.
In this situation, he would rather trade satiety for stronger strength, but now his skills have reached a bottleneck that requires the excitement of eating.
"Learn some new skills?"
"Learning every skill requires a process, unless..."
"It's a skill like [Pifuyu] [Protection from Evil]!"
Thinking of this, Jason looked forward more and more to the 'mysterious gathering' that might give him something to gain.
And before that?
Jason took out the [Certificate of the Night Watch] again.
He had read through the above before.
But Jason didn't mind repeating it a few times to deepen his memory.
After all, this is the only book he can associate with the 'mysterious side'.
The kerosene lamp in the room was lit.
Gradually, only the sound of turning pages was left.
…
In the early morning, at the corner of the street, ‘Yanan Food Shop’ opened its stall on time.
The lame boss set up a blackboard filled with food names and prices, and then arranged his sparse hair. In order to make his hair look thicker, he had to make it fluffy. Unfortunately, his hair
It's really a bit lacking, even if the comb is straightened up a lot, the smooth scalp is still shining.
What's especially bad is that the dew in the early autumn mist quickly wets the thin hair, causing it to completely fall down and stick to the scalp, making it look even thinner.
At this time, Jason had already walked to the stall.
After glancing at his boss who was arranging his hair, he focused his eyes on the blackboard.
Today's menu is no different from yesterday's.
Instead of grilled herring, it became fried herring.
The pea soup was turned into scented tea, and the scented tea was specially marked as homemade.
The price hasn't changed.
However, except for the salted eel, Jason had no intention of repeating yesterday's breakfast.
He made a decision quickly.
"Five sandwiches, two scented teas, and one salted eel."
Jason said and handed over the 6 copper grams.
"Did you come to buy breakfast for your family again?"
"What a qualified brother. Your brothers and sisters must be very happy."
The boss said this while handing the food to Jason.
Jason took the food expressionlessly, turned around and left, but after taking two steps, he suddenly turned around, showed a smile, and said in a pertinent manner: "You should buy a hat!"
"hat?"
"I don't need a hat!"
"I'm not bald!"
"My hair is just a little thinning!"
The boss pointed at the sparse hair on his head and said very seriously and a little proudly. At this time, Jason had already turned the corner and finished his first sandwich.
The ham is salty, the eggs are still hot, and the vegetables are fresh enough.
Overall very good.
Although it is not amazing, it can be said to be of high quality and low price.
The scented tea has a light sweetness and goes well with the sandwich.
The salted eel is still as good as yesterday.
“Breakfast up to par!”
With this evaluation, Jason walked into the police station dormitory.
By this time, the police officers and detectives who had gotten up early had already gone downstairs.
"Good morning, Sir Jason!"
After seeing Jason, they all greeted him respectfully.
Several battles had already made them understand the power and mystery of the young man in front of them, especially the latter, who was even more awe-inspiring.
Thankfully, Jason is on their side.
"morning!"
Jason responded one by one.
Then, at the top of the stairs on the third floor, he saw Bundy.
Apparently, the Sheriff didn't sleep all night again.
Not only was his hair messy, his eyes were bloodshot, and his face looked nervous.
And the other party was obviously waiting for him here.
There is no doubt that the club's excavations should yield new discoveries.
or……
Something went wrong.
Judging from the other party's expression, it was obviously the latter.
In fact, after entering Jason's room, the sheriff said directly:
"We found the body in the original cellar of the club."
"Including the person in charge of the club, waiters, guards, guests, etc."
"Including several guys who have been wanted for a long time."
"besides……"
"My four subordinates."
At this point, Bundy's voice paused.
The Sheriff lowered his head slightly, not wanting Jason to see what he looked like at this moment.
Jason didn't urge him, he just waited quietly for Bundy to adjust his mood.
After about ten seconds, Bundy returned to normal.
The Sheriff continued:
"It's perfectly normal to dig for the first half of the night after you leave."
"Everything went very smoothly."
"But just now, just before dawn, a black carriage suddenly appeared!"
"I don't know when it appeared, and the people on duty didn't notice it. When I came to my senses, it just appeared in front of me. Then, a man in a black cloak walked down and rushed towards me.
I waved to the corpses, and they stood up staggeringly and walked towards the carriage as if they had come to life."
"The body is heading towards the carriage?"
Jason frowned.
"right!"
"The body is heading towards the carriage!"
"It's like that!"
Bundy nodded vigorously, as if he was afraid that Jason wouldn't understand. He stood up straight away, imitating the corpses, and walked toward the door with a swaying step.
That posture is really similar.
It can be said that it is lifelike.
Even if Jason hadn't seen 'How a Corpse Walks', looking at the Sheriff at this moment, he subconsciously affirmed that this was the posture a corpse should have when walking.
Then, the Sheriff suddenly turned around, bared his teeth at Jason, showed a sinister smile, and asked:
