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When William finished the last rabbit leg, thump! His own heartbeat was clearly heard,

Ignoring the physical shock the dish had brought,

the "Boss at" contained in it, having been ground into mince, showed its effect at the end, with a lingering impact... Buzz!

In the ice rink that William’s consciousness had reached, all the muscular n stopped, their muscles beginning to collide without limit. William, right at the center of the scene, was squeezed among them, experiencing this fear from the physical.

William did not escape but actively enjoyed this compression, feeling the expression of fear from Mr. Rabbit.

With a convulsion of his body, he eased over.

"William, are you alright?" Catherine, the head of the table, sent her concerned greeting,

With thick saliva hanging at the corner of his mouth, William waved his hand weakly, "It was too... intense~ A bit too much for

to bear."

"Don’t let yourself be completely imrsed in the dish, the worst-case scenario could be deadly! While tasting, you must try to use your own power to suppress the plague attribute contained in the dish, not to ntion that this Magic Banquet even mandates the addition of ’Boss at’, which heightens the impact.

If you do not suppress it, your body and even your soul could burst."

"Isn’t it a bit improper to deliberately suppress such a fine delicacy?"

"If you’re not afraid of dying, go ahead and imrse yourself, but I won’t care about you if you burst."

"Hmm... I will consider it myself."

Seeing her well-intended advice going unaccepted, Catherine got slightly angry and turned away, not speaking anymore.

As Poker Face took away the appetizer plate, a dish marked with [2], concealed fully, was moved in front of everyone, even fully covered, William could still sll faint rice aroma.

Sitting on the other side of the boss, Jian also made a gesture of invitation, "Please open the lid."

As Jian lifted the cover, the others opened theirs simultaneously,

the mont they opened the lid,

Buzz! A brilliance spurted out along with the aroma, using the change in air pressure and the Magic Array carved at the mouth of the bowl to paint a colorful abstract painting of a at mountain at the top of the banquet hall.

What appeared in front of everyone was a simple-looking pork loin rice bowl, only the pork loin slices had been cut very thin, transparent enough to see the plump rice grains below.

Close observation revealed that there was more to this rice bowl than ets the eye;

between the gaps in the rice grains, a colorful luster subtly radiated, obviously, there were ’treasures’ hidden beneath.

Unlike Mr. Rabbit who remained silent, Jian actively introduced the na of the dish and provided suggestive eating thods:

"Thousand-layer Pork Magic Rice Bowl, I hope everyone can insert their spoon vertically to uncover more layers;

the more layers, the more exquisite the taste."

The scent continuously bursting from the rice bowl greatly stimulated everyone’s sense of sll;

even Mr. Rabbit was moved, his whole body tightened, and even the surface of his tie showed bulging veins.

William also tried his best to contain the crazy secretion of saliva, suppressing the impulse to directly pour the rice bowl into his mouth, holding the spoon elegantly, and inserting it into the rice according to Jian’s suggestion.

When the spoon touched the bottom of the bowl, he slowly scooped out.

"Hmm? This!"

The lifted rice visibly displayed the so-called ’thousand layers’.

"I rember Mr. Jian used ’Magic Hand’ to extract a piece of loin remotely... to evenly and perfectly cut out a thousand slices? And the rice grains, vegetables, mushrooms, and other types between each layer are all different."

William slowly brought the spoonful of rice to his mouth,

as the spoon was withdrawn, the barrier between the rice and his tongue was removed,

the previously activated taste buds touched the rice grains instantly... Buzz! William’s consciousness froze, the scene of the Magic Banquet rapidly faded as if it were a dream.

Sounds of audience cheering reached his ears,

Looking closely, he found himself on the stage of a circus, his body bound to the surface of a wood cutting machine, while Magician Jian had just completed a performance nad ’Thousand-layer Human Body Cutting Skill.’

Whoosh! The wooden board was drawn, and with it, William’s body was pulled open,

forming evenly thin slices, a total of a thousand pieces, with no traces of stringiness, each one perfectly cut.

Applause thundered,

"William, wake up!"

As Catherine’s voice reached him, a nightmarish arm forcefully pulled William back to reality.

Looking down, his bare upper body actually had ring-shaped incisions that were only superficial and had not cut in yet... If he continued to imrse himself, it could indeed beco reality.

"Thank you, Catherine!"

"I’m helping you for the last ti! Don’t imrse yourself too much, you must resist appropriately."

"Wow, it’s just too delicious!"

Ignoring the advice, William once again put the rice bowl to his mouth, ti and ti again his thoughts were taken to the stage, experiencing the direct fear of his body being cut into pieces.

When the last grain of rice entered his mouth, William returned to reality.

His upper body was full of cuts, with blood and sweat mixed together, dripping profusely.

"Ah... so thrilling! If I were just an ordinary person, I might actually die just to have a taste of this dish."

"Nonsense! Uncle Jian’s cooking skills are among the best, with 70% of the magic banquets won by him, this rice bowl’s quality is consistent with the last Magic Crystal Sea Bream, so it’s probably secured."

While William and Catherine were conversing,

the boss also gave a very high evaluation, his wheelchair even shaking slightly, the growth rate of his black hair clearly accelerating, and the golden needles at the back of his neck slightly shifting outward, appearing to be on the verge of falling off.

"Jian, very good!"

All the people present likewise finished their rice bowls without leaving a single grain. For this, Jian also stood up to thank everyone for their recognition.

At this mont,

William, who was participating in the magic banquet for the first ti and seed a bit restrained, had completely succumbed,

using his gentleman’s clothes as a rag to wipe off all the blood and sweat from his body, completely lost in the enchantnt of the magic banquet, eagerly anticipating the next dish.

As the poker-faced server took away the rice bowl,

the dish marked as number[3]was brought before everyone, and even though it was completely sealed by a tal cover, one could feel a surging energy jumping within the dish.

Art the clown stood up, having especially worn a hand-painted smiley face mask today to cover his disgusting mouth that could induce a fear of clusters.

"Ah~ the pressure is huge! The quality of the previous two dishes could have topped any previous magic banquet, ah~ I hope everyone doesn’t have too high an expectation for my dish.

Please, take a deep breath like , slowly exhale your expectations, then you can open the cover~"

The tal covers were lifted in sequence,

unlike the magical scenario of the thousand-layer rice bowl, here only the strong aroma of at burst forth,

with a red sticky tomato soup base and a surface-charred atball placed in the center, nothing else.

If one were to note a feature, it would be that this fried atball was especially large, roughly the size of a fist.

"[Extra Extra Large Red Braised Fried atball], this is my dish.

My visual effects are always not quite right, it’s a disadvantage to go after Jian~ everyone just bear with it.

Also, a little advice, if you can open your mouth wide enough, try to eat it in one bite for the maximum taste enjoynt."

Everyone unanimously rejected Art’s suggestion,

Catherine also secretly transmitted a ssage to William, "Don’t listen to the boss, eat this thing slowly... The food made by the boss is the most likely to cause problems in the Magic Banquet Room."

"Alright..."

As William stared at the super-sized fried atball in front of him, he saw the granules on the surface of the atball subtly moving, eventually forming a human face that kept emitting strange encouragents from inside by compressing.

"Eat ! Eat ! Eat !"

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