In the thick acid, there had been nothing just a mont ago.
The next mont, Jason’s body remnants started to materialize out of thin air.
It was a formation of finer detail.
Invisible to the naked eye.
Undetectable even to divine senses.
However, as soon as they appeared, the remnants lted again.
The speed was slightly slower than before.
Jason’s flesh was “diluting” the Great Snake’s acid in a special manner.
After repeating this process over a dozen tis, the remnants finally stopped vanishing and began reassembling his body.
By the ti his body reappeared in a more complete sense, Jason had already died over a dozen tis.
Jason was long used to this.
Ever since stepping into the Great Snake’s body, aside from an initial unscathed feeding within its brain, the corrosion of acid and the invasion of poison gas never ceased.
Simply put, from then till now, Jason had been eating and dying simultaneously.
In fact, he had died more tis than what he had managed to eat back.
[Satiety: 498]
…
Jason glanced at his remaining satiety and couldn’t help but narrow his eyes.
His satiety wasn’t rising; instead, it had fallen below the 500-point mark. However, Jason didn’t feel distressed.
Because—
[Excitent of Feast: 75]
…
The recent devouring had increased his Excitent of Feast by a full 60 points.
Should he continue?
The question barely needed asking; the answer was self-evident.
Yes!
Faced with such a once-in-a-lifeti opportunity, how could he let it slip by?
After all, the ti left to him was running out—
[Special existence invading the real world, judgnt in progress…]
[Judgnt passed, main quest updated!]
[Main Quest: Survive within the Great Snake’s rampage for 1 hour; Remaining Ti: 00:39:52]
…
The quest prompts had appeared the mont the Great Snake erged.
Jason wasn’t seeing them for the first ti.
He understood exactly what they implied.
Thus, in the very next instant, Jason opened his mouth wide once more and surged forward.
On all fours, mouth agape, Jason barreled ahead like a bulldozer, crazily shoveling the flesh in front of him into his gaping maw.
Wherever he passed,
The ground lay “bare”!
The Great Snake’s muscular body inexplicably developed a crevice in his wake.
After a few laps to and fro, the crevice grew sowhat larger.
This transformation provoked furious roars from the remaining seven heads.
Acid and poison gas assaulted him once again.
But this ti, it wasn’t an unconscious release.
When the acid and poison gas beca targeted, Jason was dissolved once more.
Though he reappeared instantly, the acid lingered, and so the dissolution carried on.
Just as before.
After dozens of cycles, when the acid’s concentration finally diminished slightly, Jason’s dissolution slowed and he could truly revive.
His whole body convulsed, shaking off the acid.
Then he swiftly moved out of the poison’s range.
Jason furrowed his brows.
[Satiety: 480]
…
His satiety had plumted by another 18 points.
It wasn’t just from dying six tis; the satiety gained from devouring flesh earlier had all been consud too. Although the Excitent of Feast increased by another point, if things kept going like this, he wouldn’t last long.
He had to replenish his satiety!
This was an absolute priority!
Instinctively, Jason glanced into the distance.
Over there lay the Broad Blade Cleaver, the mask, and the Soul-Collecting Gourd.
The acid had long dissolved his clothes and destroyed his pack, so Jason had deliberately placed the cleaver, mask, and gourd far from the acidic corrosion to prevent accidents.
At this mont, the Soul-Collecting Gourd was emanating a rich aroma of alcohol.
The intense fragrance of liquor gave him pause.
What if he got drunk?
Though he’d used strong liquor for “disinfection” before,
That was only superficial—it had never gone this deep.
"Wait a little longer!”
"Until there’s no other choice!”
With this thought in mind, Jason reorganized his “gear” and moved forward once more.
This ti, however, Jason didn’t ravage the Great Snake’s flesh as he had before.
Though his mouth remained open, it was now more for “clearing the way”!
Clearing a path to the next of the Great Snake’s heads.
The flesh was indeed delicious.
But the brain was even more delectable.
Compared to the ordinary flesh of the Great Snake, the brain promised far greater satiety and a higher boost to Excitent of Feast.
If he could avoid it, Jason naturally wouldn’t want to waste food like this. But at this mont, he had no other choice.
"Sorry.”
Jason murmured an earnest apology as he widened his mouth, devouring as much as he could to make up for his guilt.
And then…
He pressed forward relentlessly.
Where was the Great Snake’s brain?
Though inside the creature’s body, it was absurdly simple for Jason to locate.
That “aroma” was unmistakable.
A guiding beacon of scent.
At the sa ti, the pain caused by Jason’s advance made the seven remaining heads fully grasp his intentions.
"Vermin! Vermin!”
Six heads roared in fury.
"Stop him! Stop him!”
The closest head bellowed urgently.
Even with a severed head, they could slowly regenerate over ti.
But none of them wished to experience that pitch-black slumber.
And moreover, severing a head was one thing; having one’s brain consud was quite another.
The forr was quick and decisive.
The latter?
Even the Great Snake felt chills run down its spine at the thought.
Just look at the severed head whose brain had been devoured.
Swaying in the wind like a seaweed drifting aimlessly with the tides.
None of them wanted to end up like that.
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