Demon hunter's Cooking Manual

Chapter 739: Chapter 5 Being an ‘Audience’ _2
 

Suddenly, familiar information modules began to appear—

“A superstar rookie has emerged in Zone F-1!”

“The rise and fall of the ‘superstar rookie’, Jason!”

“Could this be the rise of another ‘Brutalizer’?”

“After an unexpected triple kill, where should the survivors go next?”

…

The modules varied in size and included both titles and images.

Jason skimmed over many titles and images, finally his gaze settled on the module titled ‘Where should the survivors go next’.

He clicked to select it directly.

…

Galen, a lumberjack, was not wealthy. His daily, diligent work only earned him and his mother just enough to fill their stomachs. During the logging off-season, he even had to take odd jobs as a mover or work night shifts at the supermarket to get by.

Fortunately, there was still hope in life.

He had received a ‘community recommendation’.

He could attend an adult university.

Although it wasn’t like a real university, as long as he completed two years, he would be able to get a better job with more salary to provide a better life for himself and his mother.

Or more accurately, he hoped to provide a better life for his mother.

Like many other children, he had never known who his father was; his mother was his only support.

And also his biggest supporter.

Whatever choice he made, his mother would always support him.

In his childhood, they scrimped and saved so he could get the most basic education.

To learn how to read and do arithmetic.

When he became a lumberjack, his mother also took odd jobs.

When he worked at the supermarket, his mother washed dishes in the back kitchen of a restaurant.

When he went to study, his mother would knit sweaters.

There was no excessive scolding, just teaching by word and example.

Galen always thought his mother was the best mother in the world.

Though he didn’t live a wealthy life.

His mother had given him the best she could.

So what reason did he have not to work hard?

He worked hard.

He was ambitious.

When he received the ‘community recommendation’, he rushed home frantically, wanting to share the good news with his mother.

But…

A car accident!

An unexpected car accident left his mother seriously injured and hospitalized.

The exorbitant cost of treatment was something he could not afford no matter what.

But just give up?

To just watch his mother die?

Galen couldn’t accept it either.

So, he knelt down and begged the doctor for a few days’ grace.

Then, he signed up.

He signed up for ‘the Game’!

The preliminaries!

Just by winning the preliminary round, he could get 100w!

100w could cure his mother.

After leaving the base with other ‘survivors’ who had various reasons for participating but the same goal, Galen did not start running blindly like the rest.

Doing so would only waste physical strength and be utterly pointless.

He observed the ‘survivor’ base behind him, then looked ahead.

Although he couldn’t see clearly, the ‘Brutalizer’ base should be there.

And the ‘escape gate’ would likely be located between the two bases or along the edges.

This was the conclusion he reached after watching hundreds of ‘Game’ recordings.

Even though the map kept changing, the core of the ‘Game’ didn’t change.

‘The Game’ was not hide-and-seek.

It was about confrontation!

It was a battle of wits and courage!

It was a fight to the death between the ‘Brutalizer’ and the ‘survivors’!

This was the core of ‘the Game’.

And it was what ‘the audience’ loved to see.

“The ‘Introducer’ said this is a new map, out of the 6 times a ‘new map’ appeared, the ‘escape door’ was in the middle 4 times and at the edges twice!”

“The ‘audience’ online has been saying that the central appearance is too frequent, so according to the ‘game planners’ and their desire for ‘dramatic effect’, this time the ‘escape gate’ will most likely still be in the middle!”

Thinking this way, Galen walked confidently toward the middle of the area.

He couldn’t afford to feel powerless due to memorizing dozens of maps that he hadn’t used.

Right now, all he thought about was finding the ‘escape gate’ quickly.

As for confronting the ‘Brutalizer’?

Though strong, he didn’t think he could take on those non-human beings.

The introduction to the ‘Brutalizer’ that had been broadcasted left him well aware that he was no match for them.

Therefore, he declined invitations from several groups of ‘survivors’.

He wouldn’t prevent those ‘survivors’ with different ideas.

But he certainly wouldn’t join them.

Though just one ‘survivor’ finding the ‘escape door’ and successfully entering it meant victory for all ‘survivors’, at this moment, Galen trusted himself more.

Time ticked away, second by second.

The strong body he had developed from long-term logging was now feeling tired.

Panting, panting.

After more than two hours of moving forward, Galen had to stop to rest.

He swallowed mouthfuls of water to moisten his dry throat.

Then, he began to survey the grassland before him.

He hoped to find something like a cellar.

Because that represented ‘the hope of escape’.

Why did ‘the Game planners’ design the ‘escape gate’ to look like a cellar?

Galen did not know.

Perhaps there was some significance?

Maybe it was just pure mischief?

He didn’t know at all.

He only knew!

A cellar was right in front of him!

Seeing the cellar door concealed within the dense weeds, Galen’s face showed a joy he could no longer contain.

Victory!

100w!

To treat his mother!

Thoughts like these refueled his body with energy.

He ran straight towards the cellar door.

Three steps!

Two steps!

One step!

Just as Galen’s fingers were about to touch the cellar door—

“The ‘Brutalizer’ victory has emerged!”

“The ‘Brutalizer’ victory has emerged!”