Wow!

Just as the gaze of the huge body on the light curtain was suitable, the two horses pulling the cart neighed and fell to their knees, and let Peters pull and no longer move.

And then......

Peters shuddered.

Cold sweat broke out all over the body.

He clenched his dagger tightly.

Whew, swoop.

Heavy breathing, unable to adjust at all, Peters looked up at the huge, merely scanned figure behind him, his throat was so dry that he couldn't speak at all.

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

At least!

Don't come out!

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

Once it's out!

According to the rumored temper of the other party, it may really trigger a blow that the other party ignores!

But the dry throat could only make Peters' open mouth hiss.

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

The other man looked directly at Peters.

Leng snorted.

Burst!

A mouthful of blood spurted out from Peters, and he collapsed to the ground unconscious.

And at the last moment before he fell unconscious, he heard a voice-

Squeak.

It was the sound of the carriage door opening.

Finished!

That was Peters' last thought before he fell into a coma.

The door of the carriage opened.

Jason, wearing a mask, slowly stepped out of the carriage.

It's not his posturing.

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

Standing firmly on the ground with his feet steady, and after glancing at the unconscious Peters, Jason looked up, and suddenly the huge body filled the field of vision.

The feeling of pressure became more and more intense, and his breathing began to be unstable.

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

The size contrast is too drastic, enough to make ordinary people collapse.

Nervous?

Fear?

It's the same.

Jason has both.

But that didn't stop Jason from choosing to face the other party.

Because, Jason knows very well that he has been targeted by the other party.

Although he was separated from the carriage just now, when the other party's eyes came to him, Jason felt the palpitation for the first time, just like the gunmen who stared at him when he first arrived in the 'City That Never Sleeps'.

Restrained, yet malicious.

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

At this time, the restraint of the other party is because of the weirdness that has just been unknown.

But the essence of malice is the same.

Whenever there is a chance, they will swallow him even to the bone.

So, Jason walked down.

Evade?

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

Who can guarantee that this is not a temptation from the other side?

As for really borrowing the 'weird' just now, so that the other party is scrupled?

Jason didn't think like that.

Not to mention that he didn't know what the unknown weirdness was, the consequences of just being exposed to any kind of strange 'weirdness' were not something Jason could bear.

Jason doesn't mind borrowing 'weird', though.

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, Jason didn't want to disturb the 'more familiar' weird if he could.

But the reality is cruel!

Jason could clearly feel the anger of the other party.

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

Rumble!

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

Then, a punch drops!

Although the fist was only in the light curtain, it gave Jason the feeling as if he was smashed on the head.

Obviously, the moment the fist in the light curtain really fell, he would be turned into meat sauce.

Although under this blow, he will not die.

Can the subsequent attack?

When the satiety brought by the juvenile [Nightmare Worm] that he has just eaten is depleted, he will also die.

Die once and die a few times.

If there was a choice, Jason would choose ......

Immortal!

Is it bad to be alive?

Why do you have to die?

But sometimes, it's really involuntarily.

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 sugar?"

As he said this, Jason was thinking of Mawson's circus, of the little girl, of the magnificent, immense, indescribable reflection.

Then, voices of unknown meaning began to echo in his ears.

Airplanes!

Intense tinnitus reappeared.

Blood poured out of the nostrils, the corners of the eyes, and the ears.

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

And 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 fingered by Jason didn't react at all.

The smashed fist froze in midair.

The massive body began to tremble.

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

The pressure is gone.

Jason, who had come back from the dead, stood there gasping for air.

There are many ways to die.

However, the way he died just now was definitely the most painful one Jason had ever known.

Especially at this moment, more incomprehensible, fragmented knowledge was tumbling in his mind, making Jason feel a headache and had to rest on the carriage.

Then, when the headache was suspended, Jason couldn't help but have a thought in his heart: if he continued a few more times, would the grandiose, vast, indescribable reflection be 'particularly concerned' to him?

Probably will, right?

Jason wasn't so sure.

For, he was sure, he could not speculate on the idea of the grandiose, the immense, the indescribable reflection with his own thoughts.

One thing, though, Jason is certain.

A few more times, he will surely be tormented and crazy by the incomprehensible knowledge.

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

Jason pondered.

However, the headache was only a temporary relief, and as soon as he thought about it, his head hurt again.

Hiss!

Jason subconsciously took a breath.

To alleviate such pain, Jason was ready to divert his attention.

And what could be better than food?

Just as Jason set up the pot on the side of the road, the whole piece of grease was melted by him in the pot, and when the oil began to tumble, Jason carefully put the only one left, the treated juvenile [Nightmare Worm] into the pot.

Laugh at!

With a pleasant sound, the Nightmare Worm quickly turned golden red.

The smell of grease mixed with meat went straight to Jason's nose.

After scooping up the fried [Nightmare Worm], Jason rudely sprinkled cumin and chili peppers, ignored the temperature, and gnawed on it

Click!

Click!

Compared with when eaten raw, the [Nightmare Worm] is crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, mixed with a little sweet juice, like a wafer sandwiched with cream.

Well, an enhanced version of the crunchy shark.

Jason commented.

【Ingestion of Nightmare Worms (Juvenile)】

【Moderate recovery of physical strength! 】

【Satiety +3】

【Satiety:12】

……

"It's the same as when you eat it raw, you increase the amount of satiety."

"Doesn't cooked and raw food affect satiety?"

"Or ......"

"Need some basic culinary skills?"

Jason guessed.

Then, Jason turned his head consciously.

Peters woke up.

But Jason's gaze didn't linger on Peters, but looked further afield.