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"Let's go, it's time to become the pinnacle of the city."
All the illusions created by the lavish banquet shattered instantly, preventing anyone from suddenly sitting up from the ground.
He immediately checked his equipment and found nothing missing. Reassured, he looked at Yi Yin, who was still slumped over the table, only to be shocked to find her sobbing.
"Why won't anyone accept my sharing? Don't you all want to be happy?"
"Du Jue is a chef I acknowledge, but you don't acknowledge my cooking skills. I don't understand why you all have to step back. Enjoying food is truly, truly enjoyable! I've tried it thousands of times!"
"Does my sharing of cooking have no meaning at all? Can't we even share happiness?"
Du Jue stared in disbelief as the skin on Yi Yin's face and arms was peeled back, revealing tight, beautiful pale pink scales that spread like ink on paper. Even without knowing what was happening to the other person, he could sense that a huge crisis was about to befall him.
A kind of inhuman horror emanated from Yi Yin, making Du Jue's hair stand on end.
We absolutely cannot do nothing now!
"of course can!"
Desperately searching for a solution, Du Jue slowly stepped forward, meeting the gaze of those bright yellow snake eyes brimming with tears, and forced himself to continue speaking.
"It's just that everyone has their dietary restrictions. How could a mother bring herself to eat her daughter? I also hate human flesh the most, that's all. But our appetites are undoubtedly the same, and the satisfaction of being full is something no one can help but understand."
"But you..."
Without a moment's hesitation, he ruthlessly took off his shirt, stretched out his strong right arm in front of Yi Yin, and spoke through gritted teeth.
"You certainly don't have that many dietary restrictions. As an apology for spoiling the banquet, I'll treat you to some food."
"After all, we are friends who have had in-depth exchanges on cooking techniques."
"Really?!"
"Both things are true! I never lie!"
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crunch.
The only sound in the room was the soft, intense chewing. Du Jue buried his head in the sofa, enduring the pain of being eaten alive. The pneumatic syringe in his left hand had been crushed, but he still kept injecting it into his chest.
Paji.
As the pieces of flesh with fascia fell to the ground, greedy little snakes immediately crawled over, only to be fiercely crushed by Yi Yin in an instant. Then, they carefully lay down on the ground and licked the flesh clean as if it were a baby.
"Du Jue, you look like you're in pain, just like those other people. Don't you feel happy when I'm enjoying my meal?"
“I can clearly imagine the happy and satisfied feeling when I see other people eating, and my mother used to encourage me in the same way.”
Hey!
Du Jue finally grasped some of the madwoman's logic. It's likely that her innate experimental constitution made her completely devoid of the concept of pain, thus rendering her unable to empathize with others. It's not hard to imagine that her so-called sharing of food could not make others happy.
But the pain in my heart cannot be eliminated!
Even though she was a born cannibal created by the erratic and maddening currents of the city, all she thought about was simply wanting to share delicious food!
The more Yi Yin tried to achieve this goal, the further he would get from it. The only way to stop this painful cycle from getting worse was to eat himself.
At this moment, Du Jue felt his thoughts were disjointed, half of him was shedding tears for the silkworm, and the other half he couldn't understand how he could empathize with the cannibal.
Is it the effect of empathy?
But what about Elena? Isn't she just like Yi Yin?
"The pinnacle of the city".
"Ok?"
Dropping the shards of the pneumatic syringe, Du Jue, his mind in turmoil, immediately knew the location of the Kaji business card as he clutched his chest. He had no reason to run away or waver.
"Yi Yin, I am not in pain, I just have facial cramps, it's an old problem."
"Also, thank you for helping me handle the Ye Workshop matter. I prefer to be clear about right and wrong. Apart from this time being an apology, you can come to me next time."
"Really?!"
Yi Yin excitedly licked the juice flowing from the torn part of his right arm, causing Du Jue to bury his head in the sofa again, tearing the sofa leather with his left hand.
"I will do what I say."
creak.
"Also, stop sharing food with other people. They're all mediocre. Only I am special. Only I can understand you."
"Oh, wouldn't that be too selfish?"
"Then I'm sorry, I'm a selfish person. Besides, didn't you want to experience my life's menu all by yourself?"
"At the time, I was actually afraid that if the other chefs found out, they would be tempted to act ahead of time, since some guys simply can't control their appetites."
Suck!
"Well! In any case, I only want to share this with you, Yi Yin."
Yi Yin finally stopped his seemingly endless hunger and eating, carefully placed Du Jue's right arm on the sofa, and then, following Du Jue's instructions, retrieved the regeneration ampoule. He was overjoyed to see the skeleton restored in the blink of an eye.
She crouched down and hugged Du Jue tightly, as if afraid he would run away, happily savoring the feast.
"Thank you, Mom. I will only share with you from now on."
Sweating profusely and slumped on the ground, Du Jue's eyes were unfocused, and he had no energy to hear what Yi Yin said. He just felt that the farce had finally come to an end, but his surroundings were becoming increasingly chaotic.
Stupid city!
Du Jue was exhausted at the moment, but the regeneration ampoule forcibly restored his body to a healthy state, and he was so irritable that he couldn't even sleep.
Idiot Regenerating Ampoules!
Du Jue simply spaced out all night, too lazy to wake Yi Yin, who was nestled in his arms, until the next day.
The communicator rang as soon as it was light.
"Hey, Philip."
"Senior Wenduo, you sound very tired? Did you not get enough rest yesterday? I'm sorry, it was my sudden idea that made you tired."
"You have something to say."
"Here's the thing, my master said he's willing to vouch for you and also asked you to come to Sakura Joint Venture so we can go back to the agency together. Dawn Agency is inside V Nest and can provide you with a V Nest pass."
"Mother?"
"Um, Senior Wenduo, then I won't bother you any longer."
Philip hurriedly hung up the call.
After being stunned for a whole night, Du Jue finally came to his senses, his brows furrowed as he stared at Yi Yin. This guy's skin no longer had the snake scales it used to have, but his eyes were still bright yellow snake pupils, exceptionally clear.
Was that strange phenomenon yesterday a distortion?
But why does this situation seem to occur particularly frequently around me? Compared to the occasional distorted phenomena that occur in the city, this is the second time it has happened in Kaji.
Or is it related to City Star?
"Who's your mother?"
"Mom said she's special and all I need to do is share with her. Aren't you my mom too?"
Du Jue was completely bewildered, unable to follow Yi Yin's train of thought. He still couldn't understand a madman, but he would never regret the choices he made.
"You just need to know about this. Please tell me to stop doing it in the future."
"No, Mom is special."
Du Jue, looking down, noticed that Yi Yin had completely lost the composure and rationality she had shown during their first meeting. She was no longer as eager and thirsty as she had been the night before, but rather calm and affectionate, and he even felt a sense of naivety in her.
Looking up again, Du Jue saw the room in complete disarray and suddenly remembered something important.
Click.
She opened the rice cooker, and inside was the shamisen head, which was in a dormant state. As if sensing the change in light, she immediately turned it on and roared at Du Jue, who was giving her an awkward smile.
"Stop it! Go to hell! Don't let a third one appear!"
After half-coaxing and half-persuading Yi Yin to leave, Du Jue had no choice but to go to the Alliance Company himself to purchase a new prosthetic body so that Shamisen could return to its post.
The shamisen display screen showed a large middle finger; one might mistake it for a member of the middle finger group. It was currently locked in position so that he could see it at any time.
"See, that's why I rushed over to save you."
"Heh, I need money to maintain my personality chip."
"No problem at all. The money has been allocated to you. Do a good job, and when we set up a company, you can be the head of the security department."
"And then it will be destroyed by the leader, right?"
"How could that be? I'm not stupid enough to deliberately break urban taboos. You're being far too idealistic."
“Then I want to rebuild Project Phoenix, which is a large-scale project specifically for backing up personality chips. It requires precise avoidance of urban taboos regarding cloning.”
"I'll do it your way."
"cut."
As Du Jue walked out the door, he saw that it was almost noon and hurriedly hailed a taxi to the Sakura Joint Camp, hoping that El Salvador wouldn't be waiting any longer.
Springtime Cafe.
"Sorry, something came up at home and I was held up."
The three people who had been waiting for a long time looked at Du Jue who had rushed over in surprise. Yuna, who was drinking coffee, immediately put down her cup and excitedly greeted Du Jue.
"Please sit down, please sit down. Wenduo, tell me when you got married."
"Ahem, Yuna, tone it down."
Du Jue sat down next to Philip without saying a word, ignoring Yuna's gossipy gaze and looking at the composed Salvador, whose representative returned a smile.
“Wen Duo, you have demonstrated your abilities and style of doing things to me, and I highly approve of that. I am willing to be your guarantor for promotion.”
"Let's not delay, let's head to the association now, and then we'll take you back to the Dawn Agency together."
"Also, young people should pay attention to moderation."
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"Philip? You're not spreading rumors about me, are you?"
Upon hearing this, Philip immediately became restless, then stood up and hurriedly explained.
"I didn't tell them what you were doing beforehand. It's just that Yuna-senpai overheard me on the phone this morning!"
"Oh? Wen Duo, what did you do last night? You don't look too well."
"Nothing happened, it's just that some friends came over for a meal, don't spread rumors."
"Oh dear, I didn't expect you to be so reliable in other aspects, but so unrestrained in this one. I can't let you lead Philip astray."
Yuna, even more excited, pushed the cup of coffee that Du had refused towards her, and then curiously leaned in to ask more questions. In the end, Salvador couldn't stand it anymore and stopped the farce.
"Let's leave personal matters here; it's work time now."
A building housing an association's site.
Olivier solemnly signed his name on the special promotion document and then handed it to El Salvador.
"Although I know you've come here because you've made a decision, I still need to ask you again as usual: are you fully aware that you're going to vouch for Wen Duo, the person responsible for closing things up, and what the consequences might be?"
"Of course, I believe Wen Duo won't cause trouble for himself and the Dawn Agency."
"I didn't expect you to agree to vouch for Wendo in just one day. You're a veteran who participated in that war. Don't you think it's a bit rash?"
"Haha, if it drags on for a few more days, Wen Duo will probably have become a third-tier finisher. I have witnessed the true genius that Roland was talking about. I think the association should consider giving him a special role as soon as possible."
"This is not my responsibility, nor do I have the authority to set it."
"Then you're in for a headache. If he really becomes a first-tier finisher in a month, it will at least cause a sensation in the finisher world."
Salvador and Olivier, having stamped the firm's seal, both looked at Du Jue beside them. Even Yuna and Philippe were stunned by what they heard, as this was practically the first time such a thing had happened in the city.
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