Chapter 13

What Jason found was a box.

Of course, he was not looking for the box, but the contents of the box.

Not opened in situ.

After a few dodges, Jason turned into the fight gym again from the window.

The headlights of the fighting hall were not all turned on, only the small lights in the corners were turned on, but this did not affect Jason's sight.

He directly opened the box.

Inside the box was an orange ceramic plate, about the same size as a standard dinner plate, with "Last Chance Restaurant" printed on the edge in white, normal print, except that the edge of the word "meal" had broken off a small piece. What to care about.

The bottom plate also does not have any production trademark and production date.

Still, the plate itself exuded enough aroma.

That's enough for Jason.

"Hey, Jason, have you got your plate ready?"

Arras, who had cleaned up the new room for Jason, took out all twenty sandwiches from the refrigerator and walked down.

Looking at the plate in Jason's hand, Arras subconsciously handed over twenty sandwiches.

The twenty sandwiches were originally her dinner of the day.

She didn't mind giving it to Jason, though.

To thank them for meeting.

Her mother said that people must be grateful.

Jason, who took the sandwich subconsciously, didn't immediately put the sandwich on the plate, although the plate itself does that.

But the plate with the smell of 'food' in front of you?

Naturally, caution is required.

He carefully broke off a sandwich.

About the size of a little finger, it was placed on a dinner plate.

Immediately,

A strong fragrance appeared.

Jason's nose twitched, he smelled almost like 'food', and a bold idea came to his mind, especially when he picked up this small sandwich and confirmed that there was no toxin in it, like this The idea almost became impatient.

And Arras stared at the small sandwich and drooled.

But she didn't move.

Good to share!

Naturally, keep your word!

Arras lives by faith.

Jason just picked up the small sandwich and threw it directly into his mouth.

The supernatural aroma that was completely beyond the sandwich filled his mouth, and Jason couldn't help narrowing his eyes.

Then he built up all the sandwiches and put them on the plate.

The next moment, all the sandwiches began to emit a strong aroma.

Jason took a deep breath.

He was a little intoxicated.

The same goes for Arras.

"It turns out that there is such a useful 'abnormal'!"

The tall, strong lady whispered to herself.

Jason didn't say anything. He directly handed the backpack with more than 60,000 old banknotes to Arras.

“Buy more food to come back!”

Jason said.

"it is good!"

Arras reacted instantly, not only picked up the backpack containing more than 60,000 old banknotes, but also took out the 20,000 old banknotes just now.

She knows exactly how much Jason eats.

There must be a lot of food that more than 60,000 people can buy, but it must not be enough for Jason to eat.

Those ingested energy bars in the afternoon are the best proof.

After eating 2-3 sticks, ordinary people will have obvious abdominal swelling.

And what about Jason?

Eat more than 2,300.

Therefore, if she wants to eat dinner, she can only buy more with her own money.

Of course, it can also make Jason eat more.

Arras came out through the window with his backpack on.

When she came back, three large trucks followed.

The driver with a bruised nose and a swollen face unloaded the goods into the fight hall without saying a word.

After the unloading was completed, he bowed to Jason and Arras and left.

Looking at the food filling the entire fight hall, Jason couldn't help laughing.

"Delicious dinner begins."

Jason said, pointing to the plate with a neat stack of sandwiches.

He did not eat when Arras was gone.

Although hunger has been urging him, he has not forgotten that this is the food that Alas gave him.

Others give food.

Well, you should wait.

This is also his table manners.

Alas looked at Jason unexpectedly, and her eyes were moved. She had heard the roar of Jason's stomach and the sound of swallowing saliva, but such Jason was still waiting for her.

Thanks for this encounter!

Alas said silently.

Then, there was a cheer.

"Began to eat!"

When the voice fell, Jason couldn't wait to open his mouth.

Ten sandwiches instantly went into the stomach.

Arras picked up the rest.

Then, Jason took the plate and began to pick the most delicious looking food from the surrounding food and put it on the orange plate.

It's just that in the eyes of hungry Jason, there is just too much delicious food.

If you are not careful, the food will be piled up to a very high level.

But it tastes... so cool!

Opening his mouth, countless food entered his mouth, and an inexplicable refreshing feeling began to rise from the bottom of Jason's heart.

Although Arras didn't eat as fast as Jason, she also ate at an astounding speed, which was different from ordinary people.

The food filling the entire fight hall was decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

And after half of the tons of food in the fight hall disappeared, the orange plate began to shake slightly.

As more and more food is placed on the plate in the fight hall, the shaking of the plate becomes more intense.

When Jason picked up another hundred kilograms of sausages to put on it

hum!

It seemed to be the sound of metal hitting, and the orange plate flew straight up, ready to jump out of the window.

But the next moment, he was caught by Jason.

Jason stared coldly at the orange ceramic plate.

A huge black figure vaguely appeared behind Jason. Those scarlet eyes, like Jason, were staring at the orange ceramic plate, and there was a thunderous roar from the bloody mouth.

"Do you want to be eaten?"

Jason asked quietly.

Immediately, the shaking plate returned to calm.

It was quietly held in Jason's hands, allowing Jason to put hundreds of kilograms of sausage on himself.

"continue."

Jason said to Alas, who was a little stunned.

"Oh, oh oh."

Arras nodded and immediately brought a roasted whole sheep over.

And the huge black shadow that I saw in a trance in my mind was instantly washed away by the fragrance of the food.

"I can't, I can't, I can't eat it!"

"But I still want to eat!"

Alas, who had eaten the roasted whole lamb, rubbed his stomach, which had visibly swelled.

Then, she stood up.

After walking towards the barbell, and with a weight of 100Kg on one side, I ran in the fighting gym with the barbell on my back.

Exercise is good for digestion.

Arras' choice is naturally correct.

As for Jason?

His stomach is a bottomless pit. Any food that enters the stomach will only be digested instantly. Even the excess fatty acid and cholesterol content is useless to Jason.

These will only be converted into his energy stored in the body.

until qualitative change

[Swallow a lot of transformed food! 】

[Physical strength and energy are slightly restored! 】

【Satisfaction +1】

[Satisfaction: 89]

...

Jason was startled.

"Can a large amount of ordinary food also become satiety?"

"No, ordinary food is not the point!"

Jason immediately made a guess, but then denied it.

Because, he thought of the energy bar in the afternoon.

If a large amount of ordinary food can be converted into satiety, energy bars with higher calories will obviously become satiety earlier than these foods.

So, a lot of food is not the point at the moment.

"The point should be...transformation!"

And immediately, his guess was confirmed.

The 'scent' of that orange dinner plate has faded!

This fade is very weak, and if it wasn't for Jason's sensitivity to 'food', he would never have noticed it.

"The plate consumes a small amount of power!"

"Is this transformation?"

Jason thought about it, but his hands didn't stop.

More food was put on the orange plate by him.

The plate shook a few times again, as if in protest.

But when Jason's cold, hungry eyes swept over, the tremor disappeared again, and it... resigned.

And this is like opening the final floodgate.

After that, the food became more and more delicious.

And every time he swallowed it, Jason gained 1-2 points of satiety more or less.

After twenty times in a row!

Snapped!

The orange ceramic plate shattered.

Jason, who wanted to put food up again, was taken aback.

Then a burst of anger appeared.

"waste!"

"The same waste as that kitchen!"

With such a roar, Jason picked up the fragments of the plate and walked out.

"Jason, what are you doing?"

Alas, who was digesting in the lap, asked.

"Go find that 'profiteer'!"

Leaving this sentence behind, Jason stepped out of the window and disappeared.

...

If asked, what kind of power is the strongest.

Esther couldn't figure it out.

Other people's answers will be bizarre.

Some will say flame, some will say lightning, still others will say time, gravity, etc.

The answers vary.

But to sum up: crushing, absolutely strong.

But if asked, what kind of power is the best.

The answer is much simpler.

Esther can give an accurate answer: suitable, is the best.

As a three-month-old C-level personnel, Esther believes that he does not have the strongest strength, but he believes that he has the best strength: carefulness and analysis.

Therefore, he was able to find clues from Eddmond's report and from the interrogation report of the TV station maintenance Bob and the disguised homeless Hosea.

The clues for the 'masked man'.

'Food'!

Or eat it!

During interrogation by the station maintenance crew, the 'masked man' carried five hamburgers.

And in the interrogation of Hosea, the disguised homeless man, the 'masked man' even said, 'I haven't had enough yet? ''food! ' 'I want food! ' 'Give me more food! ' similar words.

It is clear that the 'masked man' is powerful.

But also gluttonous.

He is ready for it.

Also act on this.

Special exceptions are applied from within the 'organization' as the key.

Dealing with anomalies with anomalies is not only identified by the 'shelter', but also identified by their organization.

Although in a sense, they are also split from the "hospital", but they have beliefs that the "hospital" does not have, so he is proud of being a member of the "organization".

And this time, he volunteered.

He needs to prove to the 'organization' that he can take on more.

but……

"A bit reckless."

"'Mask Man' is stronger than expected!"

Esther, who returned to the car, sat in the driver's seat, and the cold sweat had not yet dissipated. He took a deep breath to calm down.

And at this time

boom!

There was a sudden noise from the car window.

Esther, whose emotions were about to calm down, his heart tightened immediately.

Then, thump, thump thumped violently.

He turned his head stiffly.

Then... he saw Edmond.

Edmond, who was looking at him with a worried expression.

"What's wrong?"

Restraining the urge to curse, Esther rolled down the window and asked with an ugly smile.

"I'm just worried about you."

"After all, this is the first time you have directly encountered an abnormality of this level."

"remember!"

"The best way to eliminate fear is to face it!"

The senior C-class personnel gestured towards Esther with a fist and cheering gesture.

Esther was taken aback.

Does he always feel like he's missing a word?

However, Esther's mind immediately came up with the appearance of the senior C-class personnel crying and prostrate on the ground.

Is this the way to face fear?

Too cowardly?

As the elite of the 'organization', how could I be like you!

There was a burst of contempt in his heart, but Esther still showed a grateful smile on the surface.

"thanks."

He said so.

In the bottom of his heart, he urged Edmond to leave quickly.

However, Edmond bypassed the car from behind, opened the co-pilot's door directly, and sat up.

"There is no shame in being timid."

"Any normal person will be timid in the face of abnormality."

"Just like me."

Seemingly worried that Esther was ashamed for being cowardly, Edmond began to use himself as an example to describe his experience in the face of anomalies.

From the most basic precautions, to how to kneel and beg for mercy quickly and gracefully in the face of danger, Edmond taught himself the experience of being a senior C-class.

The more he listened, the more shameless Esther became.

The 'shelter' should be destroyed, our 'organization' is the hope!

This belief became more and more tenacious in Esther's heart.

Then, he saw large trucks appear in the back alley of 'Hococo Street' in the distance.

Unconsciously, the corners of Esther's mouth turned up.

It worked!

Eat it!

Eat it!

Eat it, it's your death!

Esther was ecstatic.

What happened to the most powerful anomaly?

As long as it is targeted, it is bound to become vulnerable.

Witnessing the departure of the large truck in the distance, Esther, who had waited for a while, couldn't take it any longer.

"Etdemon?"

Esther spoke up.

"What's wrong?"

"Are you confused about the correct crying tone when kneeling and begging for mercy?"

"Still wondering how to shed tears naturally?"

The senior C-class personnel looked at the juniors.

"It is not……"

"what is that?"

Esther suddenly turned to Edmond's side.

Almost subconsciously, Edmond turned his head to look.

The moment Edmond turned his head, Esther raised his hand and struck the side of Edmond's neck.

Snapped!

In the crisp sound, Edmond fell into a coma instantly.

Looking at Edmond who was in a coma, Esther opened the car door and walked out.

He's going to reap the spoils.

The immortal 'mask man'!

Even dead bodies are valuable to organizations!

Thinking of this, he unconsciously quickened his pace.

But the pace he had just quickened abruptly came to an abrupt halt at this moment.

because……

Jason appeared in front of him.

Also in hand is a fragment of an orange plate.

Fragments? !

Is this anomaly broken? !

With such thoughts still spinning in his mind, Esther moved involuntarily when he came into contact with Jason's angry eyes.

thump!

He knelt on the ground in a very marked posture, tears came directly from his eyes, and his voice was sobbing.

"Forgive me!"