Demon hunter's Cooking Manual-Chapter 1748 - 139: Gradually Approaching!_2

Capítulo 1748: Chapter 139: Gradually Approaching!_2

But, things are different now.

He has a better way.

So, he shook his head. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

“Not interested.”

Jason replied bluntly, leaving ‘Jing’ stunned.

He could feel that Jason wasn’t lying.

He truly wasn’t interested.

Not interested?

With a sense of inexplicable indifference, is this…

Looking down on us?

Impossible!

Even though there are already eleven councilors and three speakers, if there were three more councilors and two more speaker-level combatants, no normal person would refuse.

Unless it’s unachievable.

Could it be that Jason appears intact, but is actually seriously injured?

Or has his ability reached its limit?

‘Jing’ was deep in thought.

In an instant, many things came to mind.

Then, he tentatively pointed above, at the almost fully solidified ‘paradise’.

“Is it because of that?”

‘Jing’ asked.

“Sort of.”

Jason responded ambiguously, causing ‘Jing’ to furrow his brows once more.

At this moment, ‘Jing’ realized Jason had completely changed.

Not in strength.

Or more accurately, not just in strength.

He couldn’t see through Jason now.

Previously, no matter how much Jason hid or restrained himself, he could always detect a hint.

But now?

Looking at Jason, there was a feeling as if he was shrouded in mist.

In the gray mist, black thorns were everywhere.

Not only was it unclear, it was untouchable.

If touched, the black thorns would wound you.

And when the blood flows, the monsters in the mist would rush out and swallow you whole.

Cold sweat appeared on ‘Jing’s forehead.

His special perceptive talent warned him not to pry.

Otherwise, it would certainly lead to irreversible consequences.

‘Jing’ completely trusted such ‘feelings’.

He raised his hand to stop the approaching captain and others.

Once again, ‘Jing’ tentatively asked.

“Have you mastered the ‘key’?”

The key!

The key to the ‘Nightless City’!

Only if Jason mastered the ‘key’ to the ‘Nightless City’ could the current changes be explained.

Although it was the least likely!

But facing such results, this least likely possibility became possible!

A strange look appeared on Jason’s face.

It flashed by.

Then—

“Sort of!”

Jason answered with the same words.

He didn’t want to engage more with ‘Jing’, but the question reminded him of what had just happened to him.

This incident made him instinctively respond.

In other words, even Jason’s steel nerves were slightly shaken by this matter.

He needed words to calm himself.

Even if it was just three words.

Whew!

Jason took a deep breath.

Recollecting the taste of the ‘key’.

Earlier, he used ‘lightspeed’ to finish all the pre-war ‘snacks’ in the 30th district.

Then, he returned to Uptown once more.

Following behind ‘Jing’, taking advantage.

Witnessing scene after scene.

Confirming ‘Jing’s purpose.

And making his undead followers grow increasingly numerous and powerful.

As a ‘lone wolf’, wasn’t it normal to have powerful undead followers under him?

Jason didn’t resist this.

Just like when William took out the ‘key’.

He swallowed it in one gulp.

When food is at your lips, how can you give it up?

The taste of the ‘key’ was just too great.

Crispy on the outside.

When the shell cracked, a rich cream emerged.

Not purely sweet.

Also with a slight hint of saltiness.

The fusion of salty and sweet, rather than affecting each other, enhanced their deliciousness in a linear upward trend.

Jason almost closed his eyes, savoring this taste.

When he slightly regained his senses.

He was momentarily stunned.

The scene in front of him had already changed.

Roadside, square tables, stools.

In hand, skewers, beer.

The skewers were meat skewers.

The beer was Seven Days.

The meat skewers sizzled with oil.

Seven Days’ raw Taishan flavor.

The noise in his ears, both the after-work chatter and venting of surrounding people, and the words of pedestrians cooling off by the roadside.

The fat man in front of him was familiar.

His best friend, in name collecting customs but in reality eating and drinking, the hard-mouthed chair of the Stubborn Duck Society, president of the All-Nighter Association, council member of Three Hundred Meat Eating Methods, chronic procrastinator, unfinished endings glory king, with a combat power of over 2000, the fat man.

“What’s up?”

“Got something stuck in your teeth?”

The chubby guy held a big kidney skewer, gulping down his beer in one go, emptying a bottle without taking a breath.

“Ah!”

“Comfortable, this is enjoyment!”

“This is life!”

The chubby guy said as he turned his head, shouting to the boss, “Grill me two more eggplants, add plenty of garlic paste.”

After speaking, he turned his head towards Jason.

“Got something stuck in your teeth?”

“You’re still not eating.”

“If not, give it to me!”

Finished speaking, the chubby guy reached out, and Jason raised his hand to slap it away.

“Back off!”

“These are my skewers!”

“And I’m the one treating today!”

Jason said, opening his mouth to slide an entire skewer of meat into it.

“Nonsense, if you weren’t treating, I wouldn’t have come!”

“You know, ever since I got married, all my manuscript fees go to my wife, and I have to pinch my smoke money for pocket change every month… sigh, and now I even have to quit smoking, how am I gonna live in the future!”

The chubby guy lamented.

“If you didn’t ignore your high blood pressure, cholesterol, and sugar, eating recklessly and ending up in the ICU, would your wife take your fees?”

“Give it a rest, just hand over the money.”

“Anyway, your wife won’t be stingy when it comes to important things.”

Jason knew well the character of the chubby guy in front of him.

No bad habits.

No ill intentions.

Just a glutton.

Not that old, but a mess of health issues.

All from his eating.

Recently, he even fell sick consecutively, worrying everyone.

So, in Jason’s view, the manuscript fees being handed over was a good thing for the chubby guy.

At least, he wouldn’t eat recklessly anymore.

He might be a bit healthier.

“Wait, quitting smoking?”

“Are you planning for kids?”

Having grabbed another skewer, Jason suddenly realized.

He immediately looked at the chubby guy.

The chubby guy in front beamed with pride.

“You bet!”

“I’m married now, not getting any younger, it’s time for kids! Most importantly, my wife is urging me, otherwise, I’d actually take it slower!”

“So, I’m envious of you!”

“Still single, living freely!”

“Hold onto that!”

“Being single is actually great!”

The chubby guy pretended to be kind, but he was really showing off, making Jason grit his teeth in irritation.

He picked up two skewers.

Holding one in each hand.

“Who says I’m single?”

“I have… huh?”

Jason paused.

Just as he spoke those words, some visions suddenly appeared before his eyes.

Not clear.

Blurry.

But they made the hair on his back stand on end.

In an instant, dog barking and cat meowing sounds filled his ears.

Without hesitation, Jason stood up and bolted away.

“What the…!”

“No way!”

“Are you dining and dashing?”

“I didn’t bring money, you know!”

The chubby guy shouted behind him.

“I’ll owe you this one!”

“When I return, I’ll treat you twice!”

Jason shouted.’

“Three times!”

The chubby guy emphasized.

“Fine!”

Jason agreed, picking up speed.

Faster and faster!

The scenery on both sides kept speeding backward.

At first, still visible.

Then, it turned into a blur of lights and colors.

When Jason finally stopped.

The dreadful sensation had vanished.

He was looking at a large door in front of him.

This door had appeared directly in front of him when he stopped.

Tall, with a sense of age.

And behind the door—

The sound of swallowing.

What is this?

As Jason pondered, the door creaked open.

A dragon, massive like the sun, with nine heads, was on a barbecue spit.

The spit turned automatically.

Below, a humble figure was staring at the barbecue, swallowing endlessly.

That back looked somewhat familiar.

Jason frowned, then remembered.

“Singing Under the Starry Sky!”

He had seen that back in a painting.

How did this person end up here?

Jason wondered.

The figure turned around, their demeanor calm, black eyes filled with a smile, as they joyfully said—

“Call me Dad!”