Demon hunter’s Cooking Manual - Chapter 370 - Chapter 370: Chapter 13 Leading by Example_2

Chapter 370: Chapter 13 Leading by Example_2

But in the next moment, Jason had grasped it in his hand.

Jason gazed coldly at the orange ceramic plate.

A gigantic black shadow vaguely emerged behind Jason, its blood-red eyes, just like Jason’s, intently stared at the orange ceramic plate; and from its gaping mouth came a thunderous roar.

“Do you want to be eaten?”

Jason asked indifferently.

Immediately, the trembling plate became still.

It quietly let Jason pinch it in his hand, allowing him to place hundreds of kilograms of sausage onto it.

“Continue.”

Jason said to Aras, who seemed a bit stunned.

“Oh, oh okay.”

Aras nodded and promptly picked up a roasted whole sheep.

However, the huge shadow that had hazily appeared in her mind was instantly dispersed by the aroma of the food.

“I can’t eat anymore, I can’t!”

“But I still want to eat!”

Aras, who had eaten the roasted whole sheep, rubbed her obviously bloated stomach.

Then, she stood up.

She went to the barbell, loaded it with 100kg, and just like that, started running with it inside the boxing gym.

Exercise aids digestion.

Aras’s choice was naturally correct.

As for Jason?

His stomach was a bottomless pit, any food that entered was instantly digested, even excess fatty acids and cholesterol were of no use to Jason.

They would simply be converted into his energy stored within.

Until a qualitative change–

[A large amount of transformed food has been consumed!]

[Physical Strength, vigor slightly restored!]

[Satiation +1]

[Satiation: 89]

…

Jason was taken aback.

“A large amount of common food can also become Satiation?”

“No, common food isn’t the point!”

Jason immediately made a guess but then refuted it.

Because, he thought of the afternoon’s energy bars.

If a large amount of common food could be converted to Satiation, the energy bars with higher calories would clearly become Satiation earlier than these foods.

So, the large amount of food right now isn’t the point.

“The point should be… transformation!”

And immediately, his guess was confirmed.

The ‘scent’ from the orange plate had faded!

This fading was very weak, if it was not for Jason’s sensitivity to ‘food’, it would have gone unnoticed.

“The plate has consumed a small fraction of power!”

“Is this transformation?”

Jason thought, but his hands did not stop.

More food was placed by him onto the orange ceramic plate.

The plate trembled several times, as if protesting.

But when Jason’s cold, ravenous gaze swept over, such trembling once again disappeared; it… resigned itself.

And this was like opening the final floodgate.

The food that followed tasted even more delicious.

And each consumption gave Jason a gain of 1-2 points of Satiation, more or less.

After twenty consecutive times!

Crack!

The orange ceramic plate shattered.

Jason, attempting to place more food on it, was taken aback.

Then a wave of anger appeared.

“Trash!”

“Just like that piece of trash from the kitchen!”

With that roar, Jason picked up the fragments of the plate and walked out.

“Jason, where are you going?”

Aras, who was running laps to digest, asked.

“To find that ‘scoundrel’!”

Leaving behind these words, Jason went out the window and disappeared.

…

If asked what kind of power is the strongest,

Esther couldn’t think of an answer.

Others’ answers would also be varied and strange.

Some would say Flame, others Lightning, and yet others Time, Gravity, and so on.

The answers are varied and plentiful.

But to sum up, they would all be about overwhelming Strength.

But if you ask what kind of power is the best,

The answer becomes much simpler.

Esther can give a precise answer: The most suitable, is the best.

As a newly promoted Class C member of three months, he believed he did not possess the strongest power, but he believed he had the best power: meticulousness and analysis.

Thus, he was able to find clues about the ‘Masked Man’ from Edmund’s reports, as well as the technician Bob and the disguised homeless man Hosea’s interrogation reports.

Clues pertaining to the ‘Masked Man.’

‘Feast’!

Or rather, eating!

In the technician’s questioning, the ‘Masked Man’ had carried five hamburgers.

And in disguised homeless man Hosea’s questioning, the ‘Masked Man’ had even said words like ‘I’m still not full,’ ‘Food!’, ‘I want more food,’ ‘Produce more food for me!’ and similar phrases.

Clearly, the ‘Masked Man’ was powerful.

But also gluttonous.

He prepared for this.

And acted for this.

From within the “organization,” they had requested a particular anomaly as a key asset.

Using anomalies to fight anomalies was not only a definitive stance of the “containment” but also that of their organization.

Although in some sense, they had also split from the “containment,” they harbored beliefs that the “containment” lacked, and for that, he took pride in being a member of the “organization.”

And this time, he had volunteered for the mission.

He needed to prove to the “organization” that he was capable of taking on more.

However…

“Some recklessness there.”

“The ‘Masked Man’ is stronger than imagined!”

Upon returning to the vehicle, Esther, sitting in the driver’s seat, hadn’t yet stopped sweating, using deep breaths to calm himself down.

And just then–

Bang!

A sudden noise came from the window.

Esther, whose emotions had almost stabilized, instantly felt his heart tighten.

Then, thump, thump, thump, it started to beat violently.

His neck stiff, he turned his head around.

And then… he saw Edmund.

Edmund looked at him with a worried expression.

“What’s wrong?”

Suppressing the urge to curse, Esther rolled down the window and asked with a forced, ugly smile.

“I’m just worried about you.”

“After all, it’s your first time encountering an anomaly of this level.”

“Remember!”

“The best way to conquer fear is to face it!”

The senior C-level member gave Esther an encouraging fist pump gesture.

Esther was taken aback.

Did he feel like something was missing?

But then, the image of this senior C-level member crawling on the ground, weeping uncontrollably, popped into Esther’s mind.

Is this the way to face fear?

Isn’t this going too far?

As an elite member of the “organization,” how could I be like you!

Disdain welled up within him, but on the surface, Esther showed a grateful smile.

“Thank you.”

He said so.

While inwardly urging Edmund to leave quickly.

However, Edmund went around the back of the car, and opened the passenger door, sitting down beside him.

“Being scared isn’t shameful.”

“Any normal person would be scared when facing an anomaly.”

“Just like me.”

Seemingly worried that Esther’s shame came from his fear, Edmund began to share his own experiences with anomalies.

From the most basic caution to the refined art of dropping to your knees and begging for mercy when in danger, Edmund imparted his senior C-level expertise.

The more he listened, the more Esther felt contempt.

The “containment” was destined to fall, our “organization” is where hope lies!

This belief became firmer in Esther’s heart.

Then, he saw a large truck appear in the alley behind ‘Cocoa Street’ in the distance.

Unconsciously, Esther’s mouth curved into a smile.

Success!

Eat up!

Eat up!

Once you eat it, your end is near!

Esther rejoiced internally.

How about the strength of a powerful anomaly?

Once targeted, it would definitely become vulnerable.

Watching the departure of the large truck from afar, and after waiting a moment longer, Esther couldn’t stay put any longer.

“Edmund?”

Esther spoke up.

“What is it?”

“Are you puzzled by the right tone of crying when begging on knees?”

“Or unsure about how to naturally produce tears?”

The senior C-level member looked at his junior.

“No, it’s…”

“What is it?”

Esther suddenly looked towards Edmund’s side.

Almost subconsciously, Edmund turned to look.

In that instant Edmund turned his head, Esther raised his hand and struck Edmund on the side of the neck.

Crack!

With a crisp sound, Edmund instantly fell unconscious.

Looking at Edmund passed out, Esther pushed open the car door and stepped out.

He was off to collect the spoils of war.

The immortal “Masked Man”!

Even if it’s just a corpse, it is of great value to the organization!

With this thought, he unconsciously quickened his pace.

But the steps he had just hastened came to an abrupt halt.

Because…

Jason appeared before him.

Holding fragments of an orange disc in his hand.

Fragments?!

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The anomaly has shattered?!

While still processing this thought, upon meeting Jason’s angry gaze, Esther’s body involuntarily sprang into action.

Plop!

He dropped to his knees in a textbook manner, tears welling up and crying out–

“Spare my life!”