The 'noodles' are not shriveled or chewy at all, on the contrary, they are not only very strong, but also a little crunchy, especially when integrated into the broth, which makes Jason's eyes light up.

A bite of noodles.

A mouthful of soup.

Even if there are no real toppings, they are very pleasant with pepper, vinegar and some garlic sprouts.

[Devour the Kilken Elves (Shattered)!] 】

【Medium physical strength, energy recovery!】 】

[Satiety +4]

[Satiety: 6]

……

"Kilken elves?"

Looking at the unfamiliar name, Jason, whose physical strength and energy had fully recovered, raised his eyebrows.

He was sure that the monster's name was not on the Night's Watch Certificate.

In the same way, including the invisible monster monster from before, there is none.

This feeling of knowing the name but not knowing the specifics is like a person and you say, hey, I'll tell you something, and then you stop saying it.

It's a terrible feeling.

"We have to get more food...... No, it's monster material. ”

"It's the realization of being a night watchman."

"And ......"

"Satiety!"

Jason watched as he grew again, reaching a satiety level of 6.

He didn't mind accumulating some food.

But only if it's safe enough.

In a situation like the one in front of him, he would prefer to exchange his satiety for stronger strength, but now his skills have entered a bottleneck that requires the excitement of eating.

"Learn some new skills?"

"Every skill you can learn requires a process, unless you ......"

"It's a skill like [Tufuyu] [Defend against Evil]!"

Thinking of this, Jason looked forward more and more to the 'mysterious gathering' that might give him a harvest.

And before that?

Jason pulled out the Night's Watch Credential again.

He'd read through it before.

But Jason doesn't mind reading it a few more times to deepen his memory.

After all, this is the only book he can tie to the 'mystery side'.

The kerosene lamp in the room was lit.

Gradually, all that remained was the sound of the pages turning.

……

Early in the morning, at the corner of the street, the 'Yanan Food Shop' came out on time.

The lame boss set up a blackboard full of food names and prices, and then arranged his thinning hair, in order to make his hair appear thicker, he had to make his hair a little fluffy, but unfortunately, the hair was really a little less, even if it was combed up a lot, but the smooth scalp was shining.

To make matters worse, the dew in the early autumn mist quickly wet the thinning hair, causing it to collapse completely and stick to the scalp, making it look thinner and thinner.

And by this time, Jason had already walked to the front of the stall.

He glanced at the boss, who was fixing his hair, and then set his eyes on the blackboard.

Today's menu is no different from yesterday.

In addition to grilled herring, it turned into fried herring.

Pea soup is turned into flower tea, in which the flower tea is specially labeled homemade.

The price hasn't changed.

Aside from the salted eel, though, Jason doesn't plan to do it again after yesterday's breakfast.

He made a decision quickly.

"Five sandwiches, two flower teas, and a salted eel."

Jason said as he handed over the 6 bronze grams.

"Did you buy breakfast for your family again?"

"What a qualified brother, your younger brothers and sisters must be very happy."

The boss said as he handed the food to Jason.

Jason took the food with a blank face, turned around and left, but just after taking two steps, he suddenly turned around, showed a smile, and said in a pertinent manner: "You should buy a hat!" ”

"Hats?"

"I don't need a hat!"

"I'm not bald!"

"I'm just a little thinning in my hair!"

The boss pointed to the thinning hair on the top of his head, very seriously, and said a little proudly, and at this time, Jason had already turned the corner and finished his first sandwich.

The ham is salty, the eggs are still hot, and the dishes are fresh enough.

Overall it was very good.

Although it is not amazing, it can be called good quality and affordable.

Flower tea has a faint sweetness and goes well with sandwiches.

Salted eel, still as good as yesterday.

"Breakfast of a maintained standard!"

With this evaluation, Jason walked into the police dormitory.

At this time, the early police officers and detectives had already gone downstairs.

"Morning, Lord Jason!"

After seeing Jason, they greeted each other respectfully.

Several battles have already made them understand the power and mystery of the young man in front of them, especially the latter, which is even more awe-inspiring.

Thankfully, Jason was on their side.

"Morning!"

Jason responded one by one.

Then, at the staircase on the third floor, he saw Bondi.

Apparently, the sheriff had not slept all night.

Not only was his hair messy, but his eyes were bloodshot, and his face was full of nervousness.

And the other party is obviously waiting for him here.

There is no doubt that the club's excavation should have made new discoveries.

Or......

Something went wrong.

Looking at the other party's expression, it is obvious that it is the latter.

In fact, after entering Jason's room, the sheriff spoke directly:

"We found bodies in the club's original cellar."

"Including the head of the club, waiters, guards, guests, etc."

"Among them are several guys who have been wanted for a long time."

"And ......"

"Four of my subordinates."

Speaking of this, Bundy's voice paused.

The sheriff lowered his head slightly, not wanting Jason to see what he was looking like at the moment.

Jason didn't rush, just waited quietly for Bundy to adjust his emotions.

After about a dozen seconds, Bundy returned to normal.

The sheriff continued:

"It's normal to dig in the middle of the night after you leave."

"Everything went very well."

"But just now, just as dawn was approaching, a black carriage suddenly appeared!"

"I don't know when it appeared, and the people on duty didn't notice it, but when I came back to my senses, it appeared in front of me, and then, a man in a black cloak came down, and he waved at the corpses, who staggered to their feet and walked towards the carriage as if they had come to life."

"The corpse is heading towards the carriage?"

Jason frowned.

"Yes!"

"The corpse is heading towards the carriage!"

"It's like this!"

Bundy nodded vigorously, as if he was afraid that Jason would not understand, and he stood up, imitating the corpses, shaking and swaying towards the door.

The posture was really similar.

It can be said that it is completely vivid.

Even if Jason hadn't seen 'how the corpse walks', looking at the sheriff at this moment, he subconsciously affirmed that this is the posture that the corpse should have when walking.

Then, suddenly, the sheriff turned around, bared his teeth at Jason, showed a grim smile, and asked:

"Look ......"

"Do I look like a corpse?"

Bang!