It was late at night, and the neon lights on the streets of downtown New York were turned on. Office workers who had been working for half a day were finally freed and most of them chose to take a few friends and beautiful girls to places such as bars to release their emotions.
Located in a bustling area of Brooklyn, this late-night bar and restaurant called "District 9" is naturally a good choice. After all, the store's exterior and architecture are decorated in a sci-fi metallic style, and it uses aliens, which have been popular in New York in recent years, as a gimmick, making it deeply loved and sought after by some young people.
Look, it’s already ten o’clock in the evening, and there are still quite a few customers coming to the Ninth District to dine.
Just tonight, two unique customers came to the District 9 late-night restaurant.
Eddie was wearing a jacket, with his hands in his jeans pockets, a burning cigarette in his mouth, and circles of white smoke coming out of the corners of his mouth. After working in the Unnatural Agency for half a year, he was full of cold and bad temperament, with the standard appearance of a street gangster and a bad youth.
What is eye-catching is that on his sturdy left shoulder, Caesar, wearing a hooded child suit, is sitting, holding a lollipop in his mouth, with a pair of bare feet hanging in front of Eddie's chest, and looking around with his bright big eyes full of novelty.
"Hello, sir. Welcome to the Ninth District for dinner. May I ask if you are one... or two?"
As the female receptionist at the door was talking, her eyes fell on Caesar and she couldn't move them away. To her, the child in front of her was so perfect, with pink and fair facial features as if they were carefully carved, like an angel without any impurities and unpolluted by the world.
On the contrary, it seems that Eddie, the guardian, is full of ruffian spirit, which is a world of difference.
poor child.
The female receptionist sighed slightly, glanced at Eddie with a little disgust, and then looked at Caesar with great pity.
"Two."
Eddie replied helplessly, knowing that he was unintentionally slandered by others again. It was obvious that he, a good citizen, was the victim, and the seemingly harmless Caesar on his shoulders was the devil.
Thinking of the potato chip bag he had just swallowed, Eddie's face turned blue again. He was in the bathroom, searching with his hands for who knows how long before he finally took it all out.
Under the guidance of the female receptionist.
Eddie took Caesar to a dimly lit corner seat. There were a dozen other tables of guests sitting in the dining area. The sound of whispered conversation was so lively that it didn't seem like it was late at night.
When ordering, the waiter who came to serve was also surprised because Eddie handed the menu to Caesar, who was sitting next to him and was not even at the table height.
Caesar took the menu with both hands, held it in his arms and started ordering dishes seriously.
After ordering enough food for five people, Caesar closed the menu. Eddie asked the waiter to leave and said to Caesar with a relaxed smile, "Young Master, it's a good thing you stopped at five people, otherwise you would have scared the people in this restaurant."
"Really?" Caesar scratched his head and said bluntly, "That was just the first round. I thought the table wasn't big enough and could only hold five servings of food."
Eddie: “…”
His arm placed under the table gushed out black liquid, condensing into a small black monster head. Toxin licked his mouth with a long scarlet tongue and said hoarsely with joy and happiness: "You also ordered the sashimi that I like to eat. Thank you, young master!"
"Follow me, I'll eat meat and you'll drink soup."
Caesar nodded, stretched out his little hand, and took the initiative to stroke Toxin's head. Toxin narrowed his eyes and showed an unprecedented gentle expression.
Eddie almost fainted. In a voice that only he could hear, he said to Dudu, "This meal cost me money! And you just asked me to make my position clear, why did you betray me so quickly!"
The toxin melted back into Eddie's body and he replied, "I don't know what's going on. I feel more and more that the young master has an inexplicable sense of intimacy and attraction."
"Are you planning to change hosts?" Eddie asked unhappily.
"I don't dare."
Dudu's reply was brief, but Eddie still understood what it meant. This fear was due to Caesar's identity as the young master. Not to mention Kyle behind Caesar, Yutong alone was enough to make Dudu retreat in fear.
Not to mention, Toxin's life story has a great connection with Kyle.
After the dishes were served, most of the meat dishes were hot and fragrant.
With Eddie sitting outside the seat to get some fresh air, Caesar simply sat on the table against the wall, quickly grabbed the fried chicken leg with his bare hands, put it close to his open little mouth, and took big bites of the meat.
Eddie stared at Caesar in amazement until Caesar finished one person's portion of food. His stomach was not even bloated at all, and his little hand was eagerly reaching for the second portion.
"Young Master, how can you eat so much?" Eddie swallowed and looked around. Fortunately, the light was dim and the diners at other tables did not notice the scene here, otherwise they would have been scared and called the police.
"I'm growing up now."
Caesar snorted coldly and continued eating. When the meat entered his mouth, his extraordinary taste buds could perfectly enjoy the taste, and even calculated and fed back the salt ratio, vitamin content, etc. in his mind.
Caesar could also clearly feel that his body was like a huge furnace. The food he ate was converted into various nutrients in less than a few seconds without any residue or impurities left, and was continuously absorbed by the insatiable cells in his body.
"You don't have to eat so much just to grow." Eddie complained quietly, still covering for Caesar and pretending that he had taken care of all the meals himself.
While eating, Caesar quietly practiced releasing his extraordinary facial features. Even with just the corner of his eye, he could take in the entire dimly lit restaurant. The surface appearance of any person or object, even as small as dust or bacteria, was visible in his eyes with a unique glimmer.
And in this entire building, everything from the conversations of guests at the neighboring table to the sound of electricity from the ignition in the kitchen, no matter how big or small, all come together and fill the eardrum.
The world seemed to be turned upside down in an instant.
Chapter 353 Son of God, predicting the future
It feels amazing.
In this area of the Ninth District Restaurant, the layout and decoration of the space, the tables and chairs, the people inside, the light, temperature, dust, wind pressure, etc., even things that are imperceptible to human senses, as soon as Caesar's extraordinary five senses are slightly opened, all the information is clear in his mind like a detailed data summary.
"Young Master, why don't you eat anymore? Are you full, or is this dish not tasty?"
Eddie, who was sitting at the table next to him, was keeping watch while observing Caesar's every move. When he saw him suddenly stop his greasy hands, he couldn't help but ask in a concerned voice.
"Nothing." Caesar smiled faintly, pointed to a dining table about seven meters away from them, and said in a childish voice, "A couple over there are discussing whether it is safe late at night. They also mentioned that there is a mysterious hero named 'Black Devil' in this street, who is the guardian here."
Eddie became interested and asked, "Dark Devil? How can a hero have such a villain-like nickname?"
Caesar looked up with a strange expression, looked at Eddie and said, "Yes. They also said that the black devil himself is a human-shaped monster, all black with some white stripes. He preys on criminals and bad guys at night, devouring their heads and brains, leaving a headless corpse for the police."
Eddie was slightly stunned, opened his mouth, but in the end didn't say anything.
Caesar picked up a chicken wing and took a delicious bite. He said playfully, "I didn't expect that you work for the firm during the day and often go out to fight criminals as a cannibal hero at night."
"It's not me..." Eddie spoke subconsciously, but when he met Caesar's big eyes that seemed to see through everything, he immediately spread his hands and said helplessly: "Okay, I admit it. Please keep it secret for me and don't tell anyone else."
"It depends on your performance."
Gently unscrewing the bottle cap, Caesar happily held up the large bottle of Coke with both hands, drank half of it in one gulp, and breathed a sigh of relief.
Eddie felt a little timid. The Caesar in front of him looked less and less like a child. Instead, he looked like an old and cunning man. It was as if he had been eaten alive from the very beginning.
"That's right." Eddie looked in surprise at the dining table that Caesar had pointed to. Although it was only seven meters away, due to the presence of partitions and decorations, as well as the dim lighting in the room for the sake of mood, he could only vaguely see two figures hugging each other, whispering in each other's ears.
The conversation was so faint that it was impossible to hear what they were saying in the relatively noisy restaurant.
Eddie was puzzled and asked Caesar sideways: "How did you hear them talking? Did you guess?"
Caesar took out a tissue, wiped the oil off his hands, and said with a matter-of-fact assurance, "It's very simple. Just have good hearing."
Eddie didn't say anything, his face with blue stubble was full of disbelief.