A barbecue grill converted from a charcoal brazier for heating in winter appeared in Jason's temporary shelter.
On the red-hot charcoal, two four-meter-long strips, thick as little fingers, were coiled up and placed on a temporary woven barbed wire. The high-temperature flame made the two strips creak. , The mouth strips that can withstand the cutting of the kitchen knife can't face the flames at all, the two mouth strips begin to swell and burst, the juice splashes everywhere, and the aroma is strong.
Jason carefully sprinkled pepper on it, then turned it over.
Even fire has always been the key to cooking.
In order not to waste food, Jason worked hard.
This is especially true when preparing two foods at the same time.
After cleaning the minced meat, Jason chopped it up again.
Compared with tough mouth strips, these minced meat are much softer, and Jason quickly chopped them into stuffing, and then chopped up some shiitake mushrooms bought on the way back, and mixed them into the stuffing .
Stir well to make the stuffing and the minced mushrooms almost merge into one, Jason pinched a handful of stuffing with his left hand, and with the pressure of his palm, he squeezed out meatballs from the tiger's mouth, and the spoon in his right hand Once picked, the meatballs were put into the pan.
laugh!
The moment the oil that had been heated up came into contact with the meatballs, it made a pleasant sound.
Mushroom meatballs are quickly fried until golden brown in hot oil that completely covers the meatballs.
Drain the oil, remove it, and then turn the noodles over.
After cycling several times, Jason had his own lunch.
The mouth is crisp, the juice is rich, and with black pepper, it is like a black pepper sausage.
Mushroom meatball crisps, although only a little salt is added, but the meat is rich in layers, Jason took one bite, very happy.
When the last meatball entered the stomach, the pre-retinal text appeared again—
[Eating Stranger!]
[The injury recovered slightly!]
[Saturation +1]
[Saturation: 1]
…
A familiar warm current rose from Jason's stomach and flooded his body.
In this warm state, the pores of his body seemed to be opening, which made Jason squint his eyes comfortably.
But soon, Jason came back to his senses, and he looked at the skill bar again.
As he expected, there is no + sign after reaching the entry-level [Gunpowder Weapon. Light Weapon], which obviously requires more [Saturation].
Naturally, Jason's gaze stayed on [Unarmed Combat (Basic)].
Jason didn't intend to accumulate [Satiety Points].
It's not that I don't want to.
But can't!
The situation he is in now and the dangers he may encounter have made him understand that the most correct choice is to increase his strength quickly, even if it is a little increase.
Because, this little change in strength may affect life and death.
Jason would not do such a thing to directly face death in order to accumulate a little [satiety].
"Improve [Unarmed Combat]!"
Jason chose.
Immediately, the same synchronous adjustment of knowledge and body as before reappeared.
When it was all over, Jason not only had more fighting skills in his mind, but his body was a little stronger.
The most direct change is the description of [unarmed combat].
[Unarmed combat (introductory): The body itself is a powerful weapon. After a long period of basic training, you not only have certain skills, but your body has gradually become stronger; effect: physical fitness +0.1]
…
With +0.1, reaching 1.3 has become Jason's highest attribute.
This instant improvement, the feeling of becoming stronger with the naked eye is so wonderful, even Jason couldn't help but took several deep breaths in a row to control his excitement.
"food!"
"I need more food!"
Jason told himself this again.
However, he did not act hastily.
He is very clear that the guy who failed in the layout will not make another shot so soon.
It is safe for at least 3 days.
The first case was on August 5th, the second on August 8th, the third on August 11th, and today is August 14th, and the fourth case happened—Jason dropped by while buying mushrooms on the way back. Bought a newspaper and not only confirmed the exact date, but also got more information about the world.
Of course, the money was paid by Finch.
"From the beginning to now, together every three days, it has never changed."
"Even, for the sake of today's success, the other party is still suspicious."
"August 17th..."
Jason muttered the date under his breath.
Then, Jason began to think about the meaning of the other party's actions.
It's as if the police are specially selected to attack.
There is a very likely connection between the two.
Jason firmly believed in this.
It's a pity that there is so little information that Jason can't figure out where the connection points are.
However, this did not prevent him from presenting some of his own opinions and suggestions to the sheriff.
Even though his strength didn't allow him to take the initiative to attack at the moment, it didn't mean that Jason would just do nothing and be beaten passively.
At least he could advise Bundy to increase the number and firepower of night patrols.
The two battles were enough for Jason to understand that although these 'foods' have strange abilities, they are still powerless in the face of gunpowder weapons. As long as an adult with a gun can put aside his fear, he will have a considerable winning rate .
I'm afraid this is the biggest reason why the gunman chose to shoot secretly and create panic. Only timid and fearful people are easier to succeed.
Otherwise, if the opponent has a monster who is not afraid of guns, he must have accomplished what he wants to do with great fanfare.
etc!
The opponent completes a 'hunt' every three days, whether it is to strengthen the monster's ability.
Suddenly, such a guess appeared in Jason's mind.
Immediately, Jason's expression changed slightly.
He has no corresponding knowledge of mysticism, but such a guess, in the eyes of the present, is the most likely.
Without delay, he got up and walked out.
But when Jason was about to ask Finch where Bundy was being treated, the sheriff Bundy knocked on Jason's door.
Boom, boom, boom.
"Me, Bundy."
"Please come in."
After Jason gave an affirmative answer, the sheriff opened the door.
The opponent's entire arm was resting on his chest, fixed with a bandage, and the blood-stained clothes had already been replaced. His face had a normal sense of lethargy after the injury, but his eyes were not distracted, and his eyes were still firm and tenacious.
"Your suitcase."
Bundy bent down, picked up the box at his feet, and handed it to Jason.
"Thanks."
Jason took this 'suitcase of his own' and thanked him.
The box was woven from rattan, and the weaving technique was fine, without leaving a single gap. From the outside, it was completely impossible to see what was inside, but the weight was not too heavy, about the same as the weight of three big pig's hooves.
"This is what I should do."
"besides… "
"Thank you for saving Finch."
Bundy's serious face was full of gratitude. Then, the sheriff took out a folded paper from his coat pocket, opened it, and handed it to Jason.