The Demon's Menu-Chapter 1724: Gluttony Restaurant!
Captulo 1724 -128: Gluttony Restaurant!
The painting is like a sketch, but the owner values it highly, framing it and even covering it with two layers of glass.
As for the content of the painting?
Itβs a plant. π³ππππππππ πππ.π°π π¦
It seems to beβ¦
A sensitive plant?
But it doesnβt quite resemble it, because a sensitive plant clearly wouldnβt have buds like a carnivorous plant, with sharp teeth. However, its stem and similar parts do resemble those of a sensitive plant, and it even has the sensitive plantβs distinctive leavesβthose that fold at a touch.
"What a strange flower.β
Jason commented. .
Then, he turned to look at User (1).
The opponent resurrected once again.
The heap of flesh reassembled itself.
Then shed like a snake shedding its skin.
The user (1), covered in slime, appeared.
It took even longer than before.
Upon appearing, User (1) looked incredibly weak.
"Wait, Iβ¦β
Bam!
Jason punched before the opponent could finish speaking.
The opponent exploded once more.
For Jason, there was nothing to discuss with User (1).
His earlier rambling was merely a test.
And a desire to learn more information.
And now?
He knew what he wanted to know.
As for the rest?
He would explore slowly.
For example: the Secret Tome of Food!
As User (1) continued to gather, Jason didnβt stop him.
In this place, neither of them would hide.
Both were fighting to the death.
Because he would not choose to compromise.
User (1) wanted to?
Sorry, he would not accept that.
So, when User (1) resurrected once more, Jason delivered another punch.
At the same time, Jason walked to the other side of the dining room.
Here was a window, covered by curtains, through which he couldnβt see anything with his transcendental vision.
Jason raised his hand to pull the curtain.
However, at the moment his hand rose, Jason stopped.
He opted for a more cautious approach.
He moved back to User (1)βs side, waited for the opponent to finish resurrecting and shedding, adjusted the angle, and punched again.
User (1) collided directly with the window.
Like the wall before, the window remained unscathed.
The curtain merely fluttered slightly.
Then, everything returned to calm.
Though the flutter wasnβt significant, it was enough for Jason.
Using that moment, he caught a glimpse outside.
It was as dark as night.
Yet, there was light.
Tiny points of starlight seemed to twinkle endlessly.
"Space?!β
Jason thought instinctively.
Then, he approached, examining the outside in detail.
Just like some pictures he had seen before, it looked like space.
However, Jason could confirm it wasnβt space.
Because in space, there wouldnβt be floating bodies as large as a planet.
Exactly!
A corpse!
A massive dragon corpse with three heads resembling dragons, golden scales, and wings on its back!
Right in front of the window.
Blocking most of Jasonβs view.
Simultaneously, the darkness emanated from here.
The points of starlight were also due to the corpse.
Red and blue sparks flickered across the surface of the three-headed dragonβs corpse.
"Although dead, does its strength remain?β
Gulp!
Jason thought, unable to resist swallowing his saliva.
He wanted to taste the dragon.
Though he smelled nothing, he was certain the dragon would be unimaginably deliciousβjust by its size, the flavor of such a vast βmeatβ must be exquisite.
Butβ¦
How to get out?
The whole dining room had no doors for entry or exit.
And the window, though appearing like a glass window, had no latch and was completely sealed.
As for forceful destruction?
Jason thought it wasnβt a good idea.
His intuition told him not to do it.
He shouldnβt linger by the window.
It was best to draw the curtain.
"I gaze into the abyss, and the abyss gazes back at me, huh?β
Somehow, this thought surfaced in Jasonβs mind.
He had a strong belief in his intuition.
So, Jason immediately pulled the curtain.
Then, he silently waited for User (1) to recover.
Once the opponent recovered, he unhesitatingly dealt another killing blow.
By now, Jason had completely seen that User (1) was simply a paper tiger with no real skills, perhaps gaining many secrets through his βeye.β
But before encountering him, the opponent hadnβt really gained anything.
"However, thatβs only natural.β
"If the opponent had gained anything before thatβ¦β
"He wouldnβt have started with such βgentleβ means.β
"He would definitely have forced me to sign a slave-like contract.β
Understanding this, Jasonβs punches became even more relentless.
Each punch shattered the opponent to pieces.
Every time, the opponent tried to say something.
But Jason gave no opportunity.
After eleven times, User (1) abandoned any thought of speaking and prepared to flee.
But the dining room was simply too small.
No matter if User (1)βs speed was like a roc, in such a confined space, Jasonβs punch-driven shockwave hit directly, continuing to shatter him.
After nine consecutive times, User (1)βs spirit began to falter.
Moreover, the resurrection time extended once more.
