From the outside, the notebook in your hand clearly shows the number of pages, and you only need to raise your hand to flip through it.
However, Jason, who was holding this notebook in his hand, felt that what he was holding was a handicraft carved from a piece of wood. The pages were like a show of skill by a skilled craftsman. When you really open it, you will be hit immediately.
Ruthless ridicule.
Jason is not a person who gives up easily.
call!
After taking another deep breath, Jason used his hands hard again. This time he was not flipping through the pages casually, but with real strength.
Suddenly, the muscles on Jason's arms protruded into sharp and angular lines.
However, this notebook does not move at all.
A few seconds later, as Jason continued to exert force, his arms began to tremble due to his muscles.
More importantly, the faint pain in his chest told him that it was best to stop if he didn't want the injury to worsen.
Thinking of the bad situation he was in, Jason immediately stopped and looked at the notebook in his hand with doubtful eyes.
"Is there a mechanism?"
"still……"
"Mysterious side?!"
Jason guessed.
Thinking of the latter, Jason's cheeks hidden behind the hockey mask trembled.
After searching for the 'mysterious side' for a long time without success, he once thought that the 'mysterious side' was just a rumor or some people's imagination. However, at this moment, the 'mysterious side' incidents he encountered one after another made Jason wonder.
Understand that he has not encountered a 'mysterious side' incident before, just because the area 16 he has been in is 'safe'.
Or to be more precise, his level is not enough to participate in the 'mysterious side' incident.
And now?
Even if he doesn't want to encounter the 'mysterious side' incident, the 'mysterious side' incident will follow.
Because, he is already in the game.
Unable to help himself, Jason sighed and gently placed the notebook in his hand on the wooden crate.
Regarding the 'mysterious side', he didn't know anything else except what he had just experienced.
But it's never a mistake to be careful.
Therefore, he avoided gauze stained with his own blood.
You know, in his hometown, there are mysterious legends, but there are examples of people who can control the life and death of others by getting a little blood from others. In some cases, they don't even need blood, as long as they know their names.
This made Jason, who had already encountered the "mysterious side" incident, shudder.
immediately--
"Jason!"
"My name is Jason!"
Jason warned himself like this, and he had an unprecedented sense of "identification" with the name "Jason". At the same time, he silently hid the name "Chen Jie" in the deepest part of his heart.
To ordinary people, this may seem like a big deal.
But for Jason, who was almost driven into persecution paranoia in a strange environment, it was too normal.
Take it for granted.
The city that never sleeps made him accustomed to facing danger all the time.
He once saw with his own eyes that someone was beaten into a sieve after turning a street corner. He also saw a person who had just bought bread in the store and ate it while walking suddenly foaming at the mouth and falling to the ground in convulsions.
These are normal daily routines in the city that never sleeps.
What about the ‘mysterious side’ daily life that is even weirder than normal daily life?
call!
Jason took a deep breath, suppressed the fear in his heart, and looked at the display screen, where three figures were displayed.
They were armed with firearms and came towards No. 19 while covering each other alternately.
In District 26, there is never a shortage of two kinds of people.
As timid as a mouse.
Audacious.
The latter far outweighs the former.
And under one premise, the former will completely turn into the latter.
That is……
Take advantage of the situation!
What better place to take advantage of than 19 Tell Street right now?
Gunfire, fire, corpses.
The indigenous people here swarmed in like vultures hunting for prey.
Jason was certain that this would only be the first batch, and there were more people observing in the dark, including... the 'target' that the big shot was really waiting for was most likely among them.
In fact, these three people are the chess pieces 'pushed' by the other party.
"One submachine gun and two pistols."
"We are closely cooperating during the march, and there is a high possibility that there will be grenades on us!"
"There is no chance of winning in a head-on conflict."
"We must set a trap!"
"But even if there is a trap, given the opponent's well-trained training, it will only have the greatest effect the first time..."
Jason's brows furrowed behind his hockey mask, and his palms involuntarily clenched the handle of the uz submachine gun.
The cold handle of the gun gave him the only sense of security, but the bursts of pain from the wound on his chest made Jason understand that the situation in front of him was far worse than he imagined, and a little carelessness could lead to death.
.
Under the threat of death, Jason stared at the screen tightly, thinking about how to respond to the enemy.
He didn't see that the notebook on the wooden crate was moving quietly.
Slowly moved to the gauze stained with blood.
The blood was quickly absorbed by the notebook.
At this moment, Jason turned around suddenly as if he felt something in his heart.
When he saw the notebook covered with gauze, he immediately stood up and rushed towards the notebook. He wanted to take the notebook away, but when his fingers touched the notebook, his eyes suddenly went black.
As if someone had hit him hard on the back of the head, Jason staggered two steps, gritting his teeth and trying to hold himself back from falling to the ground, but the dizziness was unstoppable and overwhelmed Jason in an instant.
The next moment, Jason fell backwards, but did not fall to the ground.
He fell into a metal object!
And when he stood up again, he realized that the metal object under his feet was...
plate!
A silver plate!
Moreover, on both sides of the plate, there were knives and forks of the same silver.
Am I being served on a platter?
Chinese meal?!
The sudden scene shocked Jason. He subconsciously wanted to leave the plate, but an invisible force restrained him. Then, the dark brown notebook floated in front of him out of thin air.
The notebook that I couldn't open just now was opened at some point.
Just opened the cover to reveal the title page.
It is full of words——
Do you see me smiling?
In fact, I just opened my mouth because I was hungry.
Remember: table manners.
…
It was not any text that Jason was familiar with, but he could understand its meaning.
Then, the opened notebook flew over Jason's head, out of reach of Jason's eyes.
After losing the cover of the notebook, a high-backed chair appeared in Jason's field of vision.
There are no unnecessary carvings, but it gives it a sense of simplicity.
At the same time, a figure made entirely of darkness began to appear on the high quilt chair.
The sound of swallowing echoed in Jason's ears.
The black shadow stretched out his hands and took the knife and fork.
"I was really treated as food!"
The facts before him made Jason struggle violently. Although he was still unable to move, his consciousness was not restrained, and his soul was screaming.
I don't want to die!
Stay alive!
I want to live!
I don't want to be treated as food!
The continuous, high-pitched voice echoed in that special soul.
Buzz!
Buzz!
The echoes over and over again made Jason's brain buzz.
That is the resonance imprinted in the deepest part of the soul!
The talent named [Predator] appeared on Jason's retina, beating violently and flashing like a bright star.
The images of the next scene of stars began to appear, and they were connected together, like a Milky Way rising into the sky!
That is--
Groups of people, wearing animal skins, shouting and chasing monsters with extremely large sizes in the world!
Everyone is smaller than a monster's toe.
But no one backed down.
They want to live!
To survive!
They want...
eat!
Flames appeared in the collision of stones. The tall and strong leader raised the fire that illuminated the darkness. The flames collided with the monsters, and an unprecedented fragrance filled the battlefield.
Ancient roars came from people's mouths.
eat!
Eat, eat!
The roar changed from high to low.
From a low voice to a whisper.
The murmur came from Jason's mouth.
"Eat! Eat! Eat!"
A burning feeling of hunger spread from my stomach.
Hungry!
So hungry!
I want to eat!
I want to eat!
Goo!
Goo!
Goo!
The growling of the stomach covered up the sound of the black shadow swallowing saliva. One, two, three times. When these hungry cries merged into one, it was like thunder. The black shadow was about to hold the knife and fork and stopped suddenly.
The rule that determined the position of both parties based on hunger was completely reversed at this moment.
"No!"
With a desperate roar, the black shadow collapsed and was instantly sucked into the dark brown notebook.
The next moment, the dark brown notebook floating above Jason's head paused.
Snapped!
It closed suddenly.
Then, he just fell down and fell directly into Jason's arms.
The huge force brought Jason down.
However, he didn't fall on the dinner plate.
But a chair!
He sat in that quaint high-backed chair.
In his field of vision, a round, equally simple dining table with dark tablecloth and silver tableware appeared one by one.
The previous scene was reversed at this moment!
Food becomes the eater.
The black notebook that fell into his arms floated in front of him again.
But this time, lines of text gradually emerged beneath the original text.
[Isn’t the beauty of hunting the exchange of food at any time? 】
【This is table manners!】
【Need to remember!】
【I also need a...teaching!】
…
The words paused here, and then more words began to emerge.
[Background: At night, the patrolmen died one after another, causing the whole neighborhood to fall into panic! The Sheriff had to find the help of the 'Night Watchman', and as the 'Night Watchman' you happened to be in Lord; without hesitation, you accepted
You have completed this mission, and now you are walking on the cross street at night...]
[Main mission: Spending seven days on Cross Street, 0/7]
[Acquire a temporary language and disappear automatically when leaving the instance]
[Clothing, appearance, and equipment are temporarily changed and will be automatically restored when leaving the instance]
[Detecting firearms, grenade age does not match, power reduced by 50%, mf92, uz shooting interval + 0.5 seconds, reloading speed + 2 seconds]
