Compared to the first two dishes,
Mr. Rabbit’s "Muscle Rabbit Vegetable Jellies," through extre sculpting of the dish’s appearance and the alternation of hot and cold temperatures, brought a desire to explore this gourt dish with its physical beauty,
while Jian’s "Thousand-layer Pork Magic Rice Bowl" stimulated the individual’s taste directly through the aroma, coupled with the images of a at forest ford by magic to enhance the desire to eat, making one eager to devour the delicious rice bowl.
As the chief clown, Art adopted a ans of enticent appropriate to his own trait,
Since he couldn’t achieve the "form" of Mr. Rabbit or the "flavor" of Jian, he began with the very essence of at quality,
using the properties of malignant tumors to keep the chopped and deep-fried atballs semi-conscious, and this consciousness integrated well with the atball structure to provide an excellent texture based on each individual’s oral environnt,
while continuously whispering ’requesting to be eaten’ to the taster.
Under the influence of the whispering, William indeed developed an intuitive desire to eat the atballs.
He picked up his knife and fork and began to cut.
When the blade touched the fried atball’s surface, the crispy skin obligingly split open, accommodating the cut.
Ssss~
A surge of aty aroma stead out from inside, making William feel as though he had stepped into a den of malignancy.
In the deepest part of the den, endless bodies accumulated there, so congealed into alluring female forms, beckoning William with their arms to taste their bodies, while others posed as if feeding, attempting to awaken William’s longing for motherly love.
At the magic banquet table, the sowhat dazed William had only intended to cut a small part, but what he actually cut off was a large chunk of at,
a chunk so wide that he had to fully open his mouth just to fit it in.
Natalie, noticing sothing amiss, was about to warn William when a malevolent gaze fell upon her, accompanied by Art’s voice.
"My dear Natalie, do not disturb little William’s al. Eating during the magic banquet is a personal act, and it’s not good for outsiders to interfere. I would be very unhappy,"
Art’s words lingered like brain-burrowing worms, forcing Natalie to grit her teeth and give up.
Moreover, she had already warned William many tis;
since he wouldn’t listen and was still indulged in eating, there was no need for her to continue reminding him.
"William, you’re on your own now."
By this ti, William had already forced a large chunk of the fried at into his mouth, his lips sared with tomato sauce and grease.
The tongue carried the at,
and because the portion was too large, the fried at stuck to every part of William’s mouth,
the strong aty fragrance causing tiny tumor-like points to sprout densely from the mucous mbranes in his mouth,
his teeth trembling slowly as they ca down, crushing the crispy skin, as if a bomb had exploded in his mouth.
BOOM!
Particles of at burst forcefully between the mouth, the primal aroma of at rising like a mushroom cloud.
Not just the stimulation of the mouth,
William’s body too underwent changes along with this ’at explosion.’
"Delicious!"
Even aware of the dangers in the eating process, William still chose to imrse himself in the deliciousness of the fried atballs.
As the chewed at reached his stomach, William’s entire body underwent changes along with the fried atballs, specifically a kind of ’swelling’ transformation.
William’s consciousness, along with this gustatory impact, reached a peculiar room called "Balloon House,"
where chief clown Art was making balloons used for performances,
Art tore his own throat, pulled out his trachea, and then inserted the trachea’s end into various human skins, beginning to rapidly inflate and create human balloons.
Soon it will be William’s turn... swoosh! The organ inserted into the mouth,
"Inflate."
William’s body continued to swell during this process,
not just on the consciousness level, but his body sitting in the magic banquet room also began to swell similarly, the swollen body already touching the dining table, ready to explode at any mont.
Once his body bursts, William might survive by leveraging his Death Attribute, but such disruption during the magic banquet would face severe punishnt.
Not far away, Art was peeking out, eager for the delightful sight of the balloon exploding.
However, as ti ticked by second by second.
No matter how much William’s body expanded, it never burst.
Or rather, the physical impact from the atballs had been within William’s calculations from the start. The chunk of atballs that seed to be stuffed into his mouth were actually the maximum his body could withstand.
His physical elasticity and toughness had reached their limit under Zede’s training, coupled with the "Perfect Birth Body" recently acquired at the Sheep Palace, his body had already transcended his peers.
When the last piece of atball was chewed,
hiss—William’s naval door began to vent on its own, and his bloated body slowly returned to its original form.
Burp! A satisfied burp that only William could hear sounded as he slowly opened his eyes and took a deep breath to regulate his state.
"Phew~ It was really too thrilling... Each piece of at was cut just right. Had there been a bit more, I couldn’t have handled it;
any less, and I wouldn’t have tasted this intense deliciousness of the at!
No wonder he is the chief clown, fully integrating the trait of a malignant tumor, and combining the boss at’s fear effect to achieve the ’balloon’ eating illusion.
It’s the first ti that eating has been so exciting, quite impressive~"
William smiled with satisfaction and turned to Art, even nodding to express his culinary gratitude.
Art’s expression remained unchanged. He wasn’t angry;
in fact, a more exaggerated smile cracked under his smiley face mask, seeming to find this young man even more interesting.
The boss also gave a thumbs up, absolutely affirming Art’s atballs, such intense at collision even made the boss feel a bit younger.
Next ca the fourth course, prepared by the beast tar, Zock.
Unlike the brain sculpture cold cut he usually made, this ti it was a piping hot cooked dish, still bubbling when opened.
[Deep Sea Flavored Pork Bone Stewed Fish Brain Soup]
Zock used a leg bone for the boss’s at, paired with the fresh brains of fishn bred in the zoo to make this special stew. The colour was mostly dark, but the taste was not bad at all—the clear aroma of the ocean mixed with the fragrance of bone.
As soon as William had a spoonful, the buzz! His Madness Brain was instantly activated, and his skull even popped open automatically... His black Madness Brain was radiating a liquid luster.
His consciousness was taken to the ocean, tied up by a school of fierce fishn being taken to the depths, continuously experiencing the psychological fear brought by the unknown deep sea.
Perhaps due to the homogeneity of the Madness Brain, William finished all the soup in ten seconds and even wanted to stand up and have a Madness Brain collision with Zock.
Then ca the fifth course.
Prepared by Circus No. 2 troupe leader - the Natalie sisters, [Secret Sauce at Pasta],
utilizing their best at folding technique to create special noodles, topped with chopped, fried, marinated, and stead breast at sauce.
On recomndation,
William found the ’beginning’ of the noodle, put this single strand into his mouth, and kept slurping without stopping till the plate was empty.
The noodles were unbroken, the at sauce evenly hung among them, the perfection of it was impeccable.
His consciousness felt like it was taken to the circus’s training ground, helped by several ladies doing challenging yoga poses, when William woke from the dining table, his back and thighs were even sticking together.
The ’friendly’ sisters also greeted him with a smile, appreciating how this young man completely accepted the delicacies without resistance.
The sixth dish, from the third troupe leader of the circus, Mozander, [Ham Chicken Burger], using the boss’s thigh at freshly dried into the ham on-site.
With each bite, whether it was the vegetables, at elasticity, or the springiness of the bread, it surpassed imagination,
making William feel like he was pole-vaulting, only with no mats below, jumping and crashing down repeatedly. Although not as tasty as the previous courses, this was definitely the best burger William had ever eaten.
The seventh dish was innovatively prepared by the Assistant Clown, Catherine — "Exploding Small Octopus Brain at."
The inspiration might have co from the Bursting Rice Noodle William once made. She chose pork belly, which was fat-rich, minced it, and stuffed it into the heads of small octopuses. By sealing and steaming, she caused the octopuses to shrink, making the at brains collide and create an exploding effect.
The on-site result was quite good, though the taste was pretty ordinary. William had finished eating it without even being taken into an illusion.
Additionally, the Ventriloquist—Harida prepared a [Sleep-Ease Relaxation Curry Flavored Olette Rice], which surprisingly induced an ASMR (Autonomous Sensory ridian Response) during the al.
And the Assistant Beast Tar—Carlo Pess made [’Boss and Snake’ Grilled at Skewers], where the snake at paired with the boss at was mutually refreshing.
Finally,
The already sowhat full companions turned their gaze to the large pot that William had placed at the center of the table.
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