What Jason found was a box.
Of course, what he was looking for was not the box, but the contents of the box.
Not opened in place.
After a few dodges, Jason turned into the fighting gym from the window again.
Not all the headlights in the fighting gym were turned on, only the small lights in the corners were turned on, but this did not affect Jason's sight.
He opened the box straight away.
There was an orange ceramic plate in the box, about the size of a standard dinner plate, with "Last Chance Restaurant" printed on the edge in white, ordinary printing, except for a small piece of the edge of the word "Meal" that collapsed, there was no nothing to care about.
There is also no production trademark and production date on the bottom of the plate.
Still, the plate itself had enough fragrance.
That's enough for Jason.
"Hey, Jason, do you have your plate ready?"
Arras, who cleaned up Jason's new room and took out all twenty sandwiches from the refrigerator, walked down.
Looking at the plate in Jason's hand, Aras subconsciously handed over twenty sandwiches.
These twenty sandwiches were supposed to be her dinner today.
However, she didn't mind giving it to Jason.
To thank them for meeting.
Her mother said that one must be grateful.
Jason, who subconsciously took the sandwich, did not immediately put the sandwich on the dinner plate, although the function of the dinner plate itself was like this.
But the plate with the smell of 'food' in front of him
Naturally, caution is required.
He carefully broke off a sandwich.
About the size of a little finger, it was placed on a dinner plate.
Suddenly, a strong fragrance appeared.
Jason's nostrils twitched, he smelled the smell almost like 'food', a bold idea appeared in his mind, especially when he pinched the small sandwich and confirmed that there was no toxin in it, like this The idea is almost becoming impatient.
Arras, on the other hand, drooled as he stared at the small piece of sandwich.
But she didn't move.
Say good to share!
It is natural to keep your word!
Arras lives up to the belief.
Jason picked up the small sandwich and threw it into his mouth.
Jason couldn't help squinting his eyes as the supernatural aroma that was completely beyond what a sandwich should have filled his mouth.
Then he stacked all the sandwiches and put them on the dinner plate.
The next moment, all the sandwiches began to emit a strong fragrance.
Jason took a deep breath.
He was a little intoxicated.
So is Arras.
"It turns out there is such a useful 'abnormality'!"
The tall, strong lady whispered to herself.
Jason didn't say anything more, he directly handed the backpack with more than 60,000 old banknotes to Arras.
“Buy more food and come back!”
Jason said.
"good!"
Arras reacted instantly, not only picked up the backpack containing more than 60,000 old banknotes, but also took out the 20,000 old banknotes just now.
She was well aware of Jason's appetite.
There must be a lot of food that can be purchased for more than 60,000, but it must not be enough for Jason to eat.
Those energy bars devoured in the afternoon are the best proof.
After ordinary people eat 2-3 sticks, they will have obvious abdominal distension.
And what about Jason
I ate more than 2,300 sticks.
Therefore, if she wants to eat dinner, she can only buy more with her own money.
Of course, it can also make Jason eat more.
Arras came out through the window with his backpack on his back.
When she returned, three large trucks followed.
The driver with a bruised nose and swollen face unloaded the cargo into the boxing gym without saying a word.
After the unloading was completed, he bowed to Jason and Arras and left.
Seeing the food filling the entire boxing gym, Jason couldn't help laughing.
"Delicious dinner has begun."
Jason said and pointed to the dinner plate, which was neatly stacked with sandwiches.
He didn't eat when Arras left.
Although the hunger kept urging him, he never forgot that this was the food Aras gave him.
Others give food.
Well, it should wait.
This is also his table manners.
Aras looked at Jason unexpectedly, his eyes were filled with emotion, she could already hear Jason's stomach roaring, and the sound of swallowing saliva, but this Jason was still waiting for her.
Thank you for this encounter!
Aras said silently.
Then, there was a cheer.
"Began to eat!"
After the voice fell, Jason couldn't wait to open his mouth.
Ten sandwiches were eaten in an instant.
Aras picked up the rest.
Then, Jason picked up the dinner plate and began to pick the most delicious looking food from the surrounding food and put it on the orange dinner plate.
It's just that in the eyes of the hungry Jason, there are too many delicious foods.
If you are not careful, the food will be piled up to an extremely high level.
But it tasted... delicious!
Opening his mouth, countless food entered his mouth, and an inexplicable feeling of refreshment began to rise from the bottom of Jason's heart.
Although Alas did not eat as fast as Jason, she was also eating at an astonishing speed, which was different from ordinary people.
The food filling the entire boxing gym is decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
And the orange dinner plate began to shake slightly after half of the tons of food in the fighting gym disappeared.
As more and more food is placed on the plate in the fight gym, the shaking of the plate becomes more intense.
When Jason picked up a hundred kilograms of sausages and prepared to put them on—
hum!
Like the sound of metal hitting, the orange plate flew straight up, ready to jump out of the window.
But the next moment, Jason caught it in his hands.
Jason stared coldly at the orange ceramic plate.
A huge black figure loomed behind Jason. The scarlet eyes were the same as Jason's, staring at the orange ceramic plate. There was a roar like thunder from the bloody mouth.
"Do you want to be eaten?"
Jason asked lightly.
Suddenly, the shaking plate returned to calm.
It was quietly held by Jason in his hands, allowing Jason to put hundreds of kilograms of sausage on himself.
"continue."
Jason said to Arras who was a little dazed.
"Oh, oh oh."
Aras nodded, and immediately brought a whole roasted lamb over.
And the huge black shadow that he saw in his mind was instantly washed away by the smell of food.
"I can't, I can't, I can't eat anymore!"
"But I still want to eat!"
Arras, who ate the roasted whole lamb, rubbed his stomach which had already swollen obviously.
Then she stood up.
Walking towards the barbell, with a weight of 100Kg on one side, he just carried the barbell and ran in the boxing gym.
Exercise is good for digestion.
Alas's choice was naturally correct.
As for Jason
His stomach was a bottomless pit. Any food that entered the stomach would only be digested instantly. Even excess fatty acid and cholesterol levels were of no use to Jason.
These will only be transformed into his energy stored in the body.
until the qualitative change—
[Swallow a lot of transformed food!]
[Small recovery of physical strength and energy!]
[Saturation +1]
[Saturation: 89]
…
Jason was taken aback.
"Can a large amount of ordinary food also become satiety?"
"No, ordinary food is not the point!"
Jason immediately made a guess, but then denied it.
Because, he thought of the energy bar in the afternoon.
If a large amount of ordinary food can be converted into satiety, the energy bar with higher calories will obviously become satiation earlier than the food in front of you.
Therefore, a large amount of food is not the point at this moment.
"The focus should be on...transformation!"
And immediately, his guess was confirmed.
The 'scent' of that orange dinner plate has faded!
This fading is very faint, if it weren't for Jason's sensitivity to'food', he would never have noticed it.
"The dinner plate consumes a small amount of power!"
"Is this transformation?"
Jason thought about it, but his hands didn't stop.
More food was placed on the orange dinner plate by him.
The dinner plate shook again a few times, as if in protest.
But when Jason's cold, hungry eyes swept over, the trembling disappeared again, and it... resigned to its fate.
And this is like opening the final floodgate.
After that the food got better and better.
And every time he swallowed, Jason gained more or less 1-2 points of satiety.
Twenty times in a row!
Snapped!
The orange ceramic plate was shattered.
Jason, who wanted to put food up again, was taken aback.
Then a burst of anger emerged.
"waste!"
"Same waste as that kitchen!"
With such a roar, Jason picked up the plate fragments and walked out.
"Jason, what are you doing?"
Asked Aras, who was running around to digest.
"Go find that 'profiteer'!"
After leaving these words, Jason jumped out of the window and disappeared.
…
If you ask, what kind of power is the strongest.
Esther couldn't figure it out.
Others will have different answers.
Some will say fire, some will say lightning, and still others will say time, gravity, and so on.
The answers vary.
But in summary: crushing, absolutely strong.
But if you ask, what kind of power is the best.
The answer is much simpler.
Esther can give an accurate answer: what is suitable is the best.
As a newly promoted C-level personnel for three months, Esther does not think he has the strongest strength, but he thinks he has the best strength: carefulness and analysis.
Therefore, he was able to find clues from Edmund's report, from the interrogation report of the TV station maintenance man Bob and the pretended homeless Hosea.
The clues to the 'masked man'.
'Food'!
Or eat!
During the interrogation of the radio maintenance man, the 'masked man' brought five hamburgers.
And in the interrogation of the disguised tramp Hosea, the 'masked man' even said, 'I'm not full yet? ''food! ''I want more food! ''Give me more food! 'Similar words.
It's clear that 'Mask Man' is powerful.
But also gluttonous.
He is ready for it.
Also act on it.
Requested special exception as key from within 'organization'.
Using anomalies to deal with anomalies is not only recognized by the 'shelter', but also by their organization.
Although in a sense, they are also split from the 'shelter', but they have a belief that the 'shelter' does not have, so he is proud of being a member of the 'organization'.
And this time, he volunteered himself.
He needs to prove to the 'organization' that he can take on more.
but…
"A little reckless."
"'Masked Man' is stronger than imagined!"
Esther returned to the car and sat in the driver's seat. The cold sweat hadn't dissipated. He took a deep breath to calm down.
And at this moment—
boom!
Suddenly there was a sound from the window.
Esther, who was already emotionally stable, suddenly felt his heart tighten.
Then, boom, boom, beat violently.
He turned his head stiffly.
Then... he saw Edmund.
Edmund, who was looking at him worriedly.
"What's wrong?"
Resisting the urge to curse, Esther rolled down the car window and asked with an ugly smile.
"I'm just worried about you."
"After all, this is the first time you have directly encountered an anomaly of this level."
"remember!"
"The best way to get rid of fear is to face it!"
The senior C-level personnel gestured a cheering gesture to Este.
Esther froze.
Does he always feel that a word is missing
However, the appearance of this senior C-level personnel lying on the ground and weeping bitterly appeared in Este's mind immediately.
Is this the way to face fear
Are you too cowardly
As an elite of the 'organization', how could I be like you!
There were bursts of contempt in my heart, but Este still showed a grateful smile on the surface.
"Thanks."
He said so.
In his heart, he urged Edmond to leave quickly.
However, Edmond bypassed the car from behind, opened the co-pilot's door, and sat up.
"There's no shame in being timid."
"Any normal person will be timid in the face of abnormalities."
"Just like me."
Seemingly worried that Esther was ashamed because of timidity, Edmund began to use himself as an example to describe his experience in the face of abnormalities.
From the most basic precautions to how to kneel down and beg for mercy quickly and gracefully in the face of danger, Edmond taught himself the experience of being a senior C-level personnel.
The more she listened, the more shameless Esther became.
'Asylum' should be destroyed, our 'organization' is the hope!
This belief became more and more tenacious in Este's heart.
Then, he saw a large truck appearing in the distance in the back alley of 'Hot Cocoa Street'.
Unconsciously, the corners of Esther's mouth turned up.
It worked!
eat it!
eat it!
Eat it, and it will be your death!
Esther was ecstatic.
So what about the most powerful anomaly
As long as it is targeted, it will definitely become vulnerable.
Witnessing the departure of a large truck in the distance, Esther, who waited for a while, couldn't bear it anymore.
"Edmond?"
Esther spoke.
"What's wrong?"
"Is it puzzled by the correct crying tone when kneeling and begging for mercy?"
"Still wondering how to shed tears naturally?"
The senior C-class looks at the junior.
"It is not… "
"what is that?"
Esther suddenly looked to the side of Edmund.
Almost subconsciously, Edmond turned his head to look.
The moment Edmond turned his head, Esther raised his hand and hit Edmond on the side of the neck.
Snapped!
Amid the crisp sound, Edmond fell into a coma for an instant.
Looking at the comatose Edmund, Esther pushed the car door and walked out.
He's off to harvest the spoils.
The immortal 'mask man'!
Even corpses are valuable to organizations!
Thinking of this, he unconsciously quickened his pace.
But the pace he had just accelerated suddenly stopped at this moment.
because…
Jason appeared in front of him.
Still holding fragments of an orange plate.
debris? !
Is this exception broken? !
Such thoughts were still spinning in his mind, and when Esther came into contact with Jason's angry eyes, his body moved involuntarily.
thump!
He knelt down on the ground in a very marked posture, tears poured out of his eyes, and he said in a crying voice—
"Forgive me!"