Chapter 15 Hey, Candy

Howling!

Just as the eyes of the huge body on the light curtain were suitable, after the two horses pulling the cart neighed, they couldn't help kneeling on the ground, and Peters did not move at all when pulled.

Then……

Peters also shuddered.

Cold sweat poured out from all over his body.

He clenched his short sword.

Whoosh, whoosh.

He couldn't adjust his heavy breathing at all. Peters raised his head and looked at the huge figure behind him. He just glanced at his figure from the corner of his eye. His throat was so dry that he couldn't speak at all.

He wanted to remind Jason in the car to be careful.

At least!

Don't come out!

If you don't come out, there is still a chance of life.

Once out!

According to the rumored opponent's temper, it may really trigger a blow that the opponent ignores!

But the dry throat only allowed Peters's open mouth to hiss out of words.

However, this is enough to anger the huge figure on the light curtain.

The other party looked directly at Peters.

Snorted coldly.

puff!

Peters spat out a mouthful of blood and fell into a coma.

And at the last moment before he fell into a coma, he heard a sound——

Squeak.

It was the sound of the car door opening.

Done!

This was Peters' last thought before falling into a coma.

The door of the carriage opened.

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Jason, who was wearing a mask, walked out of the carriage slowly.

Not his posturing.

It was the pressure on his body that forced him to walk slowly.

With his feet firmly on the ground, and after glancing at the unconscious Peters, Jason raised his head, and immediately, the huge body filled his field of vision.

The increasing pressure made his breathing unsteady.

Jason's breathing became as heavy as Peters's had been before.

Too dramatic a size comparison is enough to make ordinary people collapse.

nervous?

fear?

The same is true.

Jason has it.

But this did not prevent Jason from choosing to face each other.

Because Jason is very clear that he has been targeted by the other party.

Although there was a compartment just now, when the eyes of the other party came, Jason felt the palpitations immediately, just like the gunmen who stared at him when he first arrived in the 'city that never sleeps'.

Restrained, yet full of malice.

At that time, the gunman's restraint was because of the old man.

At this time, the opponent's restraint was because of the strangeness that was just unknown.

But the essence of malice is the same.

Whenever there is a chance, he will be swallowed with the belt bone.

So, Jason went down.

escape?

It will only make the other party's maliciousness stronger.

Who can guarantee that this is not a temptation by the other party?

As for really borrowing the 'weird' just now, to make the other party scruples?

Jason didn't think like that.

Not to mention that he didn't know what the strangeness that was just unknown was at all, and just rashly contacting any kind of unfamiliar "weird" consequences was not something Jason could bear.

However, Jason doesn't mind borrowing "weird".

After all, he has a rather 'familiar weirdness'.

and this!

It is also the confidence that Jason chose to stand in front of the huge figure on the light curtain.

It's also what Jason wants to make the other party scruples.

Of course, if possible, Jason doesn't want to disturb the 'more familiar' weird.

But the reality is cruel!

Jason has clearly felt the other party's anger.

The kind of anger that he dared to look directly at the other party, ignoring the majesty of the other party.

boom!

The other party let out a roar, the sound was like an explosion, and there were layers of ripples on the light curtain.

Then, punch down!

Although the fist was only within the light curtain, it gave Jason the feeling that it was slammed on the head.

Obviously, when the fist inside the light curtain really hits, he will be turned into meat sauce.

Although under this blow, he will not die.

Can the attack follow?

When the satiety brought by the juvenile [Nightmare Worm] he just ate is exhausted, he will also die.

Die once and die several times.

If there is a choice, Jason will naturally choose...

Immortal!

Is it bad to live?

Why have to die.

But sometimes, it's really overwhelmed.

call!

Looking at the huge body on the light curtain, Jason took a deep breath, and his voice sounded behind the mask——

"Do you want candy?"

As he uttered this sentence, Jason recalled the Mawson Circus, the little girl, and the magnificent, vast, indescribable reflection in his mind.

Then, inexplicable voices began to echo in his ears.

hum!

Strong tinnitus appeared again.

Blood was pouring out of his nostrils, the corners of his eyes, and his ears.

Jason resisted the trembling of his body and gritted his teeth to prevent himself from screaming because of the boiling pain in his brain.

Then……

He raised his right hand with difficulty and raised his middle finger at the huge figure on the light curtain.

The huge figure that was righted by Jason's middle finger did not respond.

The smashed fist froze in midair.

The huge body began to tremble.

Then, in the breath, the huge figure quickly shrank, and after disappearing, even the entire light curtain dissipated.

The pressure is gone.

The resurrected Jason stood there panting heavily.

There are many ways to die.

However, the way of dying just now was definitely the most painful one that Jason knew.

Especially at this moment, more incomprehensible and disorganized pieces of knowledge were rolling in his mind, causing Jason to feel a headache and had to rely on the carriage to rest.

Then, when the headache stopped, Jason couldn't help but have a thought: if he continued a few more times, would the magnificent, vast, indescribable reflection give him "special attention"?

It should be, right?

Jason wasn't so sure.

Because, he was certain, he could not speculate on the idea of ​​that magnificent, vast, indescribable reflection with his own thoughts.

However, one thing, Jason is certain.

A few more times, he will be tortured mad by those incomprehensible knowledge.

Is it possible to organize and classify this knowledge into something that you can understand?

Jason thought.

However, the headache was only temporarily suspended. As soon as he thought about it, his head started to hurt again.

hiss!

Jason subconsciously took a breath.

To ease the pain, Jason was ready to divert his attention.

And what's better than food?

Just by the side of the road, Jason set up a pot, and he put the whole piece of oil into the pot to melt. When the oil began to roll, Jason carefully removed the only remaining one, the already treated infant [nightmare]. worm] into the pot.

laugh!

In the pleasant sound, the [Nightmare Bug] quickly turned golden red.

The fat and meaty scent pierced Jason's nose.

When the fried [Nightmare Insect] was fished up, Jason threw cumin and chili peppers on it, ignoring the temperature, and gnawed on it.

Click!

Click!

The crunchy sounds, compared to when eaten raw, are crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, mixed with a little sweet juice [nightmare bug], like a wafer with cream.

Well, the enhanced version of Crispy Shark.

Jason commented.

[Eating Nightmare Worms (infant stage)]

[Physical energy is moderately restored! 】

【Satisfaction +3】

[Satisfaction: 12]

...

"Satiation increases by the same amount as when eating raw."

"Does cooking or eating raw affect satiety?"

"Or……"

"Need a certain cooking skills?"

Jason guessed.

Then, Jason turned his head with a feeling.

Peters woke up.

But Jason's eyes didn't stop on Peters, but looked further afield.