The corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and there was no laughter, but he was indeed laughing.

"Jason, what are you laughing at?"

The female pastry chef asked subconsciously.

"I'm praising the deliciousness of the food."

Jason jumped out of the carriage as he spoke, and then, speaking to the pastry chef, "Stay in the carriage and don't get down." ”

After speaking, without waiting for the female pastry chef to answer, he strode towards the veteran site.

The closer he got, the more irrepressible the smile on Jason's face became.

Again, the fragrance is getting stronger.

I thought it was an appetizer, but I didn't expect it to be a big meal!

Goo-dong.

Jason swallowed, his hunger in check, and after telling himself once again that 'waiting will make the food tastier,' he looked at the three men in front of the veteran's site.

The three of them are no strangers, and they have met at the side of old Tadi.

Obviously, this is the man sent by Old Tydi to spy on the veteran's site.

"Your Excellency Jason."

The man in the lead gestured to Jason.

Then, after Jason nodded in response, the three of them went into action.

In fact, if they hadn't seen Jason, they would have entered the veteran site long ago.

Veteran site, you can guess by listening to the name.

It's a club.

Serving veterans who have been discharged.

Of course, ordinary soldiers are not eligible to enter, at least officers of the rank of second lieutenant or above.

Outwardly, it is no different from a veterans' hospital.

It's just that one is pure white, and the other is a warmer pale yellow.

Squeak!

The door opened.

The three members of the Pruss family walked in in a column.

A yellow gem appeared in the hand of the first man, and he muttered in a low voice.

The second was holding two submachine guns.

A grenade appeared in the hand of the third person.

It is clear that the Purus family has long since adapted to how to integrate the 'mysterious side' into the world of gunpowder.

Tread, stomp.

Squeak, squeak.

The boots stepped on the floor inside the door, and the floor immediately made an overwhelming sound, and the leader's mouth did not stop, and the second and third people looked left and right.

The entire hall of the Veteran's Site was empty.

Beside the table tennis table and billiard table, rackets and cues were scattered everywhere, and several newspapers that should have been attached to the ground were curled up by the wind that poured in from the opening of the door, and wrapped around those chairs where no one was sitting.

"Safety!"

"Safety!"

The second and third people said in succession.

The first person did not stop talking about the picture, holding the topaz in one hand and gesturing with the other, signaling to continue the inspection.

But just as the two were about to act, the power light of the radio on the table in the distance suddenly turned on.

Sting!

Chirping!

The sharp sound of electricity suddenly sounded, exceeding the unbearable decibel level of ordinary people, and suddenly, the second and third people showed pain, and the first person's picture and compound speech also stopped for a while.

It's just a short stop, though!

But the invisible force field suddenly revealed a flaw.

"Hee-hee!"

A child's laughter appeared.

The voice came from deep in the hallway on the side of the hall.

Accompanied by laughter, there were bursts of brisk footsteps.

It was clear that the laughing child was approaching here.

The face of the first member of the Pruss family changed suddenly, and when he sensed that some unspeakable fear was beginning to eat away at his sanity, he immediately shouted, "Retreat! Fall back! ”

The second and third men immediately stepped back.

The first person also turned around and ran.

But—

Bang!

The door behind him that should have been opened was just closed.

Not only did it close, but three rattan sticks the thickness of index fingers hung down from the ceiling and silently strangled the necks of the three of them, and slammed them away.

Crunch.

The crisp sound was accompanied by the sound of suffocation.

Then everything was quiet again.

……

Jason followed the three members of the Pruss family into the veteran site.

But when he walked through the door, the three people who were obviously following in front disappeared directly.

In front of him was an empty hall.

There are table tennis tables, and there are also pool tables.

The floor was littered with spilled newspapers, tables and chairs were messy, and many of them had wine bottles on them.

Most of them are freshly opened.

A small part is still half.

It can be seen that the people at the veteran site are very fond of wine.

And just as Jason was checking, on the table not far away, the power light of the radio suddenly turned on, and just as the piercing electric current was about to sound, Jason raised his hand and shot it.

Bang!

At a distance of less than 10 meters, the power of the shotgun is maximized.

Suddenly, the radio was shattered.

"Hee-hee!"

The laughter of children echoed in the distant room, and the sound of footsteps seemed to be running towards it from the end of the hallway.

Jason raised a grenade.

Bite!

The ring landed on the ground, and the grenade flew into the depths of the hallway.

The footsteps that should have been close immediately turned into a distance.

But—

Rumble!

After the grenade exploded and shrapnel flew away, everything was quiet again.

A rattan with the thickness of a finger appeared silently behind Jason, winding around Jason's neck, but before it touched Jason's neck, he was grabbed by Jason, who had already smelled the faint fragrance.

Grabbing the vine with his left hand, Jason wrapped it around his wrist several times in succession, and then, pulling it down hard.

Sting!

Like the sound of cloth cracking, the vine, which was more than three meters long, was dragged down.

There was a big hole in the ceiling, as if the vine was growing on the ceiling.

Whew, whew!

The open window behind the door blew a cold wind into the hall.

The dark ceiling echoed with the sound of the wind.

It's as if an invisible monster is lurking there, ready to choose someone to devour.

Jason glanced at it and began to collect the newspapers on the ground, as well as the ceiling that had just fallen.

The newspaper was below, the planks were on top, and the lighter was lit.

A simple campfire appeared.

And then?

After the torn vines were rinsed with the wine on the side, Jason directly broke off the leg of the chair next to him, acted as an iron hammer, wrapped the vines the thickness of his index finger around it, and began to barbecue.

After a while, the scent of plants began to fill the hall.

Although there is no seasoning, the rinsing of the spirits gives the vine a hint of spiciness.

It tastes even crunchy and crunchy, a bit like eating grilled kelp.

crunch.

The whirring wind continued.

Jason frowned.

Steaming food, blown by the cool breeze, is really not delicious enough.

He stood up and walked to the door, and raised his hand to ...... It's closed.

Then, he pulled a table over and pressed it against the door.

Don't let anyone want to escape!

It's all mine!

Jason smiled, and the hall grew quieter.

All that remained was the clattering and chewing of the flames.

[Devouring the Dark Coconut's Touch!] 】

[Moderate recovery of physical strength and energy!] 】

【Satiety +2】

……

Squeak, squeak.

A figure in a wheelchair appeared at the end of the other side of the hall.

The other man spun his wheels and slowly approached Jason.

I couldn't see the face clearly, but the other party's mouth made an ugly sound.

Some of them are out of breath.

But more like a struggle.

Dying struggles.

Still, the voice came.

"What is equality?"

"What is equality?"

"What is equality?"

The other party seemed to be questioning Jason.

And with the questioning, the feeling of being out of breath disappeared, and instead brought a roar, like the roar of a wild beast.

Bang!

The muzzle of the shotgun fires.

The roar stopped abruptly.

The figure in the wheelchair looked at his body as he was beaten into a sieve, and there was a look of disbelief in his eyes.

And then—

Bang, bang!

A series of shotgun excitations.

The huge impact force on the projectile just hit the figure in a wheelchair who was about to appear in the hall back.

The other party was very unwilling.

Want to struggle.

But useless.

After Jason, who remembered the 'griffin shooting technique' again, he threw another grenade, and the grenade landed in the opponent's arms just right, exploding.

Rumble!

The wheelchair and the figure in the wheelchair were torn apart.

"At gunpoint, all beings are equal."

Jason said lightly, his gaze looking at the hole in the ceiling.

After the figure in the wheelchair was blown apart, he smelled an even stronger scent coming from the hole.

It stands to reason that the ceiling on the first floor should be the second floor.

However, from his point of view, it was only pitch black.

The 'food' is in it.

That......

What else is there to say?

Jason walked over to the spirits he had gathered, stacked neatly on a table, each one sealed, and a piece of newspaper that served as a fuse was exposed.

Once lit, Jason threw the special cocktails into the dark hole.

One, two, three......

At first, the black holes devoured the Molotov cocktails.

The Molotov cocktail, which should have been good, didn't even show a spark.

However, over time.

After Jason threw more Molotov cocktails in, flames began to appear.

And as soon as the flames appeared, the darkness was immediately engulfed.

A monster more than a man tall and covered in rattan appeared in the darkness.

It kept slapping its rattan against the flames on its body.

But the more you beat it with the rattan, the more the flame burned.

Then it rolled down the dark hole.

Bang!

With a muffled thud, he fell at Jason's feet.

But Jason didn't look at the monster.

taste, has long been told to him.

What's real.

What is false.

He tilted his head slightly, and a vine with spikes brushed against his cheek.

Jason raised his hand to grab the vine and pulled it hard again.

It's like pulling the curtain.

The whole ceiling just fell.

The real 'food' also appeared in front of Jason for the first time.

It was a ball the size of a water tank, and it hung from the top floor of the veterans' station, vines sprawling up and down its body, and at the end of the vines hung one after another strangled and suffocating people, both the three members of the Pruss family and the veterans of the veteran site, who were like colorful flags hanging in the house during a festival.

But there was no joy.

Only death!

Roar!

The 'food' that revealed itself was extremely irritating.

It roared, its tentacle-like vines dropping its prey like snakes around Jason's head, and then, with its off-string arrows, stabbed at Jason.

Jason was not in a hurry, and raised his hand to point-

Yi！