The kitchen knife was inserted into the wall stained white beside it,
its surface teeth still chewing on the lingering malice,
hundreds of ters away in the restaurant floor
thick crimson was spreading,
a corpse missing both arms, with legs twisted into a spiral structure, lay here.
Even the special clothing was partly torn, losing its expected function, riddled with blood holes, missing organs, with various tals inserted within, blood almost drained.
Hunter was on the brink of life and death,
in his blurred vision, stained red, he still stared ahead unwaveringly.
What erged in his vision was a divine conglorate, sothing Hunter had seen, the congloration of all objects possessing divine status.
Including companions, opponents, or old life encountered in the dungeon.
Bang!
The conglorate drew near,
"Teacher Guo" growing on it used its swirling arm to press against the back of Hunter's head, the next step was the final one - [Divine Erasure].
Before acting,
a voice not belonging to any acquaintance, gender indistinguishable, erged from within the conglorate, all proliferated entities echoed in unison:
"I have erased over a hundred divine beings, witnessed the rise and fall of countless civilizations, and encountered various death row inmates and special prison guards favored by the Prison Director of Central Prison.
Yet never have I encountered soone like you, capable of devouring external malice. If you had been born earlier, you would surely be heavily employed by the Prison Director, possibly even altering the prison's structure.
Your malice devouring ability must have been acquired in recent years, if you could grow more, you would indeed pose a threat to .
Such a pity, to lose an interesting fellow.
Under normal circumstances, I would pay a hefty price to transform you, but you all set the rules of the ga as only life and death... farewell, interesting young human."
The arm spiraled,
penetrated the back of the head,
grasped the crimson divine status covered with oral mucosa on the surface, and crushed it in one go.
...
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...
Bone ash dust covered the sky,
in the forr Vortex Town,
at dusk,
in the cafeteria of Fourth Middle School,
today's dinner preparations were all complete, all teachers and students had left school. Luo Di had not been in school recently, seeming to have gone to the dangerous Jiang Mansion.
Hunter removed his apron and returned to the kitchen, tonight requiring a thorough cleaning.
Unexpectedly,
the entire kitchen had already been cleaned, leaving him sowhat perplexed.
Generally, dinner wasn't Fran's responsibility. He's still a student, after all, mainly focusing on academics. His primary role was handling breakfast preparation and related cutting tasks.
Fran should have gone ho already,
click~ The lights went out, candles were lit.
Several pumpkin lights hidden in the kitchen corner simultaneously illuminated,
followed closely by Pumpkin Fran carrying a birthday cake, slowly erged from the darkness, a birthday song still echoing from the pumpkin head.
The cake, naturally made with pumpkin as the main ingredient, glead yellowish, adorned with a large smiling face on top.
"Happy Birthday, Chef!"
Hunter was slightly stunned, "How did you know today was my birthday?"
Fran suddenly beca nervous, "Well~ I tried asking you before, but you seed unwilling to say.
Once, you left your jacket in the kitchen. I tried to look through it for possibly remaining old human docunts, and there really were.
Don't mind, Chef,
our inn has such 'rules', all permanent tenants must provide birthday details to the 'Landlord'. On the day, the entire inn celebrates.
Everyone's always happy, at least I'm always especially happy on my birthdays.
So, I thought of celebrating the Chef's birthday, after all, you seldom express emotions; it might make you a bit happier.
I initially wanted to inform the teachers and classmates but figured the Chef doesn't quite like crowds, so decided to celebrate your birthday alone. If you get used to it, next year I'll invite everyone.
Sorry, I definitely won't sneak anything again next ti."
"Thank you."
Seeing the Chef say nothing more, Fran continued with the familiar birthday process, "Chef, make a wish, this cake is made with my heart, it tastes very good."
"Oh."
The always unruffled Hunter now seed a bit slow,
"I hope to be with fami..."
The wish was blocked by Fran, "Chef, you mustn't say it, just wish silently in your heart."
"Oh."
The cold kitchen occasionally resonated with conversations between the two,
Hunter, who rarely spoke, started a conversation today.
"When I first stepped into the Corner, I had heard of the Screaming Inn. Initially, I thought it was a gathering of wholly fallen monsters, but didn't expect it to be a group like you who retain humanity and kindness."
Fran's pumpkin head swayed back and forth, "Actually, many tenants were like what you said when they first arrived, losing their rationality and difficult to communicate.
But the Landlord is particularly kind; he is willing to patiently communicate with each tenant. As long as anyone is willing to co to the inn, he is willing to give them a chance, wanting to include them in this big family.
Honestly, I was quite irritable at first, often wanting to turn others into pumpkins. Thinking back now, I'm really sorry.
In any case, the Landlord is especially good. His purpose in opening the inn is to protect everyone. I can't be as good as him, but at least I can make delicious pumpkin pie to share with everyone.
I've always stayed at the inn and lived happily.
To be honest, when the Landlord moved the inn and asked us to actively interact with everyone, I was really not used to it.
However,
after eting you, Chef,
although I feel you're quite fierce and belong to the more brutal, harder-to-communicate Red Door Monsters. Yet, after spending a few days together, I found that you are essentially like the Landlord.
You're a particularly good person, just can't express it.
Every dish you make for everyone is custom-made ticulously, striving for perfection even if it requires a lot of effort. Everyone who cos to the cafeteria leaves satisfied, even happy.
This is also why I'm willing to co here every day… and I've always wanted to thank you, Chef.
I've learned a lot from you. I feel my plants have signs of forming a garden. I will try my best to be as excellent as you, Chef."
Hunter paused for a mont, his gaze turned to the window, and for the first ti, he spoke from his heart, "I'm not a good person… my life is stained with blood, I've made many mistakes, I'm only doing this for self-redemption."
"Hehe, I've heard about that. The Eight Evil People, Carnivorous Family… but the chef I t is different from what I've heard.
The Chef is a very capable person, not so monster.
With your talent, Chef, you'll definitely go deeper into the Corner, even touch the source of Fear. I just wish the Chef will rember here when the ti cos, and can co back to cook."
"I will."
...
Central Prison, Human-shaped Cafeteria.
The strange amalgamation is slowly departing, even the Moon God has determined the outco, the covering white slowly fading away.
Hunter lay there,
a bloody hole opened on the back of his head,
his pituitary being removed as a monster, his divine status crushed as a divine being, destined to die completely.
However,
his face twitched slightly,
the kitchen knife stuck on the edge wall emitted a faint tremor, then, as if summoned, quickly flew, the blade precisely inserting into the hole on the back of the head, filling it.
The knife handle covered with teeth swallowed all rational cognition between the brains.
Friends, acquaintances, and companions he once knew, all were chewed and crushed.
He completely abandoned his cognition as a human, transforming into a pure red beast.
Crack… Twisted legs supporting the already deceased body slowly stood up, a bloodthirsty mouth newly opening on the face.
As Hunter erased all his cognition and mory,
the amalgamation collapsed and vanished, unable to project Hunter's inner cognition anymore.
The amalgamation turned into a humanoid light circle, revealing the true divine essence.
The humanoid light circle also sensed the aura,
It was extrely surprised,
"Divine status shattered, system decayed, even the Moon God judged him dead, why can he still stand up…"
Hunter, on his twisted legs, gradually transitioned from stumbling to running, carrying all he had accumulated and biting towards it.
Just when they were about to collide head-on, Hunter suddenly bit himself, devouring his own being.
In the next second,
he directly appeared behind the opponent, taking a bite.
Swish…
Scarlet splattered,
The light circle entity turned to strike, Hunter's body was ground into dust. But Hunter's head bit into the opponent's arm, even tearing off a piece of flesh.
The light circle entity showed discontent, crumbling the head with a reverse pinch.
The kitchen knife inserted in the head also scattered, collapsed, utterly annihilated.
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Pure white scene
Hunter stood there unhard, his hand slowly held by a little boy,
"Dad, let's go, Mom and Grandma are waiting for you up ahead."
"Wait a mont…"
Hunter turned his head, looking behind him.
It seed at a very distant back, many people he knew were waving farewell to him, or perhaps busy with their own matters.
"Sorry, everyone, sorry Luo Di, sorry Fran…"
Hunter's face revealed a smile, he turned around, following the little boy into the depths of the white, his birthday wish seemingly fulfilled at this mont.
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