You should know, the ‘Satiety’ spent cos from ‘Food’.
For Jason, an unnecessary consumption of ‘Satiety’ equates to wasting ‘Food’.
This he absolutely did not permit!
Wasting is shaful!
Following this principle, Jason pushed his potential to its utmost limit.
However, even so, Jason still died six tis.
After six deaths, the aura of the Rubik’s Cube had been completely depleted.
"Monster, monster!”
"Monster!”
All that was left of it were its faint whispers, resembling the confessions of a lost lamb trapped in despair.
Out of caution, Jason spent ‘Satiety’ to cast [Protection Against Evil] again, and even those whispers ceased.
This wasn’t a waste of ‘Satiety’.
It was necessary caution!
In Nightless City, Jason had long learned the correct way to ‘search for loot’.
Finishing off the enemy was essential.
If ti allowed, one should finish off 2-5 tis.
At this mont, that’s exactly what Jason did.
After the whispers stopped, Jason cast another [Protection Against Evil] and finally confird that the ‘Food’ was truly safe.
Then, Jason bent down and picked up the Rubik’s Cube.
The Rubik’s Cube was cold to the touch and heavier than he had imagined.
It looked like plastic, but it felt like tal.
Jason flared his nostrils a little.
The unique scent of ‘Food’ made him involuntarily open his mouth, but he refrained from licking or swallowing.
Disinfecting before eating was a habit of Jason’s.
Most of the ti, he preferred to disinfect with strong spirits.
And when he couldn’t find any strong spirits?
Whoosh!
A fla appeared in the palm of Jason’s hand.
The high temperature from the expert-level [Charles Burning Technique] brought him much comfort.
After toasting it with the fla for 10 seconds, Jason raised his hand and threw the Rubik’s Cube into his mouth.
Salty fragrance.
Soft with a hint of chewiness.
And that sensation as if chewing on tendons attached to bones.
Pork trotter?!
Jason’s eyes lit up and he started chewing voraciously.
Crunch, crunch.
[Consud Cracked Core of Ruggedness]
[Physical Strength, Energy, Injuries substantially recovered!]
[Satiety 99]
[Satiety: 335]
…
Looking at the increased ‘Satiety’, Jason wasn’t surprised.
This was a value he had calculated after evaluating the ‘scent’, almost the exact number expected.
Along with the previous explosion, he spent a total of nine lives, using 27 points of Satiety, but with the ‘Food’ ingested, not only had he recouped the spent ‘Satiety’, he had even a surplus.
The current ‘Satiety’ value was enough for him to have 111 more lives.
This made Jason breathe a sigh of relief from the bottom of his heart.
Sohow, without 100 lives, Jason always felt uneasy.
Thinking back to the initial three lives, then thirty lives, and now 100 lives, Jason couldn’t help but sigh.
It is easy to adapt to luxury but hard to return to frugality!
Of course, what was more important was the Excitent of Feast!
It was still so rare.
However, looking at the na of the ‘Food’, Jason had more speculation in his mind.
The previous [Core of Seduction] was incomplete.
The now-consud [Core of Ruggedness] was shattered.
The latter provided far more Satiety than the forr.
So, if it were complete, would there be Excitent of Feast?
There likely would be!
Coming to this conclusion, Jason couldn’t help but get excited.
Because he knew that complete ‘Food’ would appear.
He glanced over at the still panicked crowd, then his gaze settled on Donna.
At this mont, Donna was devoid of any sign of life, her twisted body leaning against the wall, with blood still flowing ceaselessly.
At this point, Jason was still unable to ascertain her true purpose.
But one thing he could be certain of.
Her next plan had already been set in motion.
Through the car, on the roof, Jason heard the phone call she’d made.
"Hera 10, is it?”
Thinking of this na, Jason turned and walked toward the Ga Mansion.
Soon, his figure disappeared into the chaotic crowd.
When Jason appeared before the Brutalizer’s apartnt, Losa 11 let out a long sigh of relief.
This eleventh heir of the Losa Family wasn’t worried about Jason running away, he was worried that Jason might have encountered trouble.
He had felt the explosion outside the ‘Ga Mansion’ just monts ago.
He even took a fall.
Although there was no evidence at the ti to prove that Jason was connected to the explosion, Losa 11 believed his intuition which told him there was a close relationship.
"Are you okay?”
Losa 11 asked.
"I’m fine, just now
Jason shook his head, recounting everything that had happened before.
This ti, Jason did not hide anything and spoke about the entire process in great detail.
"Donna?!”
Upon hearing Jason’s account, Losa 11 exclaid in shock.
Suddenly, so parts that he had not understood before clicked into place.
And because of this, his face beca even uglier.
"We’re in big trouble.”
"The Hera Family
Losa 11 muttered under his breath.
The Hera Family, a clan completely dominated by won in its leadership, in contrast to other families led mostly by n but not lacking in female mbers, was even more thorough.
In this family, there was not a single male!
From the leader to the guards to the aides.
All were won!
Even if a male baby was born, he would be cast directly into the ‘Poison Marsh,’ left to fend for himself.
Only female offspring were allowed to be nurtured and trained.
Without a doubt, this was an extrely extre family.
Far more so than any of the Hundred Major Families.
And the fact that Donna did not forget to make a call to a mber of the Hera Family while fleeing spoke volus.
Perhaps Donna had other identities.
But Donna was still serving the Hera Family.
Soon, Losa 11’s suspicion was confird.
Ding~
A notification resounded on the computer on Losa 11’s wrist.
Seeing the na displayed on the incoming call, Losa 11’s knees buckled.
In front of Jason’s gaze, this eleventh in line heir to the ‘Losa Family’ knelt down, and most importantly, Losa 11’s crotch was wet.
He had peed himself?
Jason was taken aback.
He never thought that a phone call could scare soone to that extent.
Out of curiosity, Jason glanced at the na on the caller ID.
Losa 1.
"What should I do, Jason, save !”
"The call from my eldest brother!”
"He’s going to flay !”
Losa 11, in a state of total panic, crawled towards Jason and then attempted to cling to Jason’s legs.
Jason subtly dodged.
"Calm down.”
Jason’s voice was firm.
"I, I, I
Losa 11 couldn’t even articulate a complete sentence, huddled in the corner like a quail, shivering.
Whack!
The crisp sound echoed as the back of the Broad Blade Cleaver smacked across Losa 11’s face.
Pain has a way of bringing clarity.
The effect is far greater than sipping cold water.
This was sothing Jason had learned firsthand in the Nightless City.
He had initially relied on pain to help him relax during various first experiences.
And such a practice clearly worked.
Although Losa 11’s face still held so panic, he was no longer shivering and could speak normally again.
"What should I do?”
Losa 11 asked Jason.
"First, go change your clothes.”
Jason replied.
"Okay!”
"And this call, can you take it for just for the mont.
"I will co back as soon as I’ve changed my clothes!”
"I swear, I won’t run away!”
Losa 11 promised.
Jason nodded.
Losa 11 instantly passed the wrist computer to Jason, but Jason didn’t take it, signaling for him to place it on the ground instead.
Losa 11 had no objections.
At this point, Losa 11 already saw Jason as his savior, and wouldn’t hesitate to do anything Jason asked, even if it was as absurd as walking a bird under the moon.
Losa 11 stepped out, leaving behind a trail of wet footprints.
Jason, frowning and fighting back the strong discomfort, used the tip of the Broad Blade Cleaver to lightly touch the answer button.
The next mont, a clear and forceful voice ca through—
"Oh, my foolish brother!”
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