The car kept going until it dropped Jason off in front of the clinic on Sausage Street.
Hannibal had co out as soon as the car neared.
Standing on the steps in front of the door, he couldn't help but smile at the sight of Jason getting out of the car.
"Jason, welco back."
"Sorry to keep you waiting."
After saying this and turning his head to thank the driver, the two walked shoulder to shoulder back into the dining room of the house.
The scent in the dining room was rich.
The pouch he had obtained earlier had already been opened, its at sliced thin by Hannibal and arranged on a plate. A copper pot with burning charcoal sat at the center of the table, surrounded by sesa paste, chopped green onions, cilantro, garlic chives, and chili peppers sprayed with oil, especially the latter. The scalding fat and chilies collided to unleash a distinct fragrance that made Jason's eyes light up.
"According to the description you gave before, I've tried to recreate it."
"So of the details may be different, but overall, it's decent."
As he spoke, Hannibal brought out lettuce, tofu, and white radishes from the refrigerator.
"It's already quite good."
Jason praised.
He had only casually ntioned so culinary practices from his hotown during a chat with Hannibal and hadn't expected Hannibal to reproduce them so quickly, and specifically for 'food' at that.
The piece of at, with its mix of fat and lean, was truly the best for hotpot.
Jason sat down at the table and took a deep breath.
The aroma of 'food' hit him full in the face.
But Jason didn't start eating right away as he used to.
His reason was still intact.
He thodically picked up the green onions, cilantro, and chili oil, adding them in proportion to the sesa paste, all the while asking, "Where are Giselle and Griffin?"
"I invited Miss Giselle, but she seems to dislike quite a bit."
"She has gone back to the police station with Griffin and Edward," Hannibal said with a smile.
It seed the rejection hadn't affected his good mood.
Or rather, he was quite satisfied with such an outco.
An outsider intruding into his ho would make him very uncomfortable.
Jason?
Jason was not an outsider.
He was a fellow kindred spirit.
Hannibal couldn't wish for more than to have him around every day.
The police station, eh?
If Edward was prepared, then that was secure enough.
Jason thought as he opened the suitcase.
The scent that erged grew even stronger.
Jason took out a tendon and a thumb-sized white crystal.
He passed the tendon to Hannibal for processing.
The crystal, however, he held in his hand.
This crystal was what old Tedi called 'the eye,' unknown from what 'food' it ca, but it was fragrant. The question was... how do you cook a crystal?
Jason pondered, quite straightforwardly placing it in an empty bowl and ladling hot soup over it, rolling it several tis before picking it up with chopsticks and putting it in his mouth.
He had never expected to find the secret technique corresponding to this crystal.
If the Prus Family hadn't found it over so many years, how could he expect to find it so soon?
Instead of letting it sit idly by and go to waste,
It was far better to eat it directly, letting it beco satiety and enhancing his strength.
Crack!
With a crisp sound, Jason cracked open a fissure in the crystal.
Imdiately, juices from inside sprayed out.
The savory juice, with a rich flavor reminiscent of beef broth, made Jason narrow his eyes with pleasure.
[You have consud 'Zikxu's Eye'!]
[Physical strength, energy (injuries) recover to the greatest extent!]
[Perception 0.1]
[Satiety 10]
[Satiety: 68]
...
Jason was stunned.
The increase in satiety was expected, but the increase in attributes was a surprise.
Could 'food' from the instance actually increase attributes?
Why had I never noticed this before?
No!
It's not that I hadn't noticed before.
It wasn't food that could enhance attributes, sothing I had never encountered before.
Instantly, Jason understood.
Then, filled with anticipation, he picked up his chopsticks, grabbed a slice of at from the plate, and placed it into the pot.
The at tumbled in the boiling broth.
After so jostling, as soon as the color of the at changed, Jason scooped it into his bowl and, dipping it in sesa sauce, put it in his mouth.
The at was firm, utterly devoid of any gay taste, and the marbled texture combined with the seasoning elevated the flavor experience once again. Jason reminded himself to stay controlled, to remain calm.
But the calr he was, the more flavors he could taste and the more delicious they beca.
Unconsciously, his chopsticks moved faster.
Although not as swift and lightning-fast as before, an array of phantoms still appeared with his movents.
[Devouring the flesh of Curde!]
[Determined it was masterfully cooked—satiation gain increased by 5%!]
[Physical Strength, Spirit, and injuries recover beyond the norm]
[Satiation 21]
[Satiation: 89]
...
A satiation that matched what Jason had speculated.
He just didn't know what 'Curde' was.
With this thought in mind, Jason began to turn his attention to the lettuce and tofu after placing them into the pot, as Hannibal approached, carrying the 'tendons' that had been trimd and cleared.
The whole tendon, asuring 3 ters long, had been cut into 20 centiter segnts. They were thin, long strips, 15 in total, adorned with so basil on top.
Jason could see every strip had tiny incisions on it.
And as the tendons were cooked, those tiny incisions swelled quickly, making them easy to pick up.
Mixed with lettuce and tofu, Jason tasted the tendon's springy texture one by one.
It was a bit like glass noodles.
That's how Jason evaluated it.
[Devouring the sinew of the Tyrant Dragon Fish!]
[Determined it was masterfully reshaped by the chef—satiation gain increased by 1%!]
[Physical Strength, Spirit, and injuries recover beyond the norm]
[Satiation 9]
[Satiation: 98]
...
As the prompt appeared again, becoming akin to having 30 lives, Jason couldn't help but heave a long sigh of relief.
The sense of urgency in his heart completely settled at this mont.
As Hannibal began to clear the table, Jason started to check the trade items from the other two families.
[Prus Bounce Technique!]
[Prus Underwater Breathing Technique!]
The nas of these two secret techniques were passed down in line with the [Prus Body Refinent Technique].
After carefully reading several tis, Jason decisively got down on the floor and began to practice following the thod recorded in the [Prus Body Refinent Technique].
Raise your right hand forward, lift your left leg forward, take a breath.
After landing, switch to raising your left hand and moving your right leg forward, take another breath.
Breathe in and out while pushing off the ground with both legs.
Breathe in and out while feeling the flow of water.
Jason completed it quite smoothly the first ti.
Even quite easily. But as he started the second ti, his hand cramped up as he lifted it, and his leg cramped as he raised it. After pushing off, his chest felt tight, and as he tried to sense the water's flow, he felt a sense of suffocation.
"Sure enough, there's so difficulty!"
"But perseverance is victory!"
"I won't give up!"
Jason's eyes were resolute as he continued to practice.
Crack!
His arm bone broke.
Crack!
His leg bone broke.
Crack! Crack!
All the bones in his body broke.
Thump, thump, thump.
Beneath the suffocation, all the blood vessels in his body began to burst.
But Jason kept practicing with undiminished spirit.
Once, twice, three tis.
By the fourth attempt, Jason's vision suddenly altered.
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