Demon hunter's Cooking Manual

Chapter 839: Chapter 44: Rising Appetite, Fearless!_2

Although he didn’t really know what that ‘thing’ was.

But in the whole ‘event’, he could be certain that nothing had appeared that could be considered significant enough to turn the current situation around.

The sobbing Losa 11 was stunned.

Right!

I don’t actually have that ‘thing’ at all!

This is all Donna’s trap!

It was Donna who made everyone believe I had that ‘thing’!

And now it’s not just my older brother, others think so too.

After his momentary daze, Losa 11 finally came to his senses.

He stopped crying and began to think.

Looking at the now-composed Losa 11, Jason, standing beside him, spoke up.

“What is that ‘thing’?”

asked Jason.

“That ‘thing’ is…”

Losa 11 was about to reply subconsciously, but as soon as the words left his mouth, he got up and walked towards ‘Contact’s Apartment’, checking again that all the monitors on this floor were turned off, before returning and saying, “Jason, do you believe in ‘gods’ in this world?”

He replied with another question, rather than a direct answer.

Jason did not like this manner of questioning.

He preferred to get answers directly and straightforwardly.

“Speak,”

thus Jason said coldly.

“I get it, I get it.”

“A little quiz can make things more memorable, right?”

Losa 11 immediately shrank back.

Then, the eleventh heir to the Losa Family said seriously,

“There are ‘gods’ in this world!”

“At least, they exist in the records of my family!”

“I haven’t seen the records of other families, but they should have them too!”

“Even, we ourselves are descendants of ‘gods’.”

As he spoke these words, Losa 11 puffed out his chest, trying to look like a ‘divine descendant’, at least to appear a bit dignified and solemn.

Unfortunately, his face smeared with tear stains made him look utterly ridiculous.

Without needing a reminder from Jason, Galen, Losa 11 quickly realized how ridiculous he looked.

He scratched his head and smiled awkwardly.

“Of course, I might be an exception.”

“After all, the concentration of descendants’ bloodlines varies, not to mention after so many generations.”

“So, it’s only natural that a descendant like me would appear.”

Losa 11 was rationalizing for himself.

Jason remained unmoved; he wanted to hear what that ‘thing’ was.

And Galen thought he should comfort Losa 11 a bit.

“I’ve seen other people’s Huskies give birth to puppies. At first, they were normal, but later, perhaps due to a lack of ‘ink’, the puppies turned to caramel, gray, white.”

“So, young master Losa 11, please don’t take it to heart.”

‘Golden Lamb’ tried to comfort Losa 11 with his words.

Losa 11 looked up and gazed silently at ‘Golden Lamb’.

Although the analogy was apt, he felt there was something odd about it.

But as to what was odd, Losa 11 couldn’t specify.

Ultimately—

“Galen, I truly thank you.”

Losa 11 squeezed these words through gritted teeth.

“Thank you.”

‘Golden Lamb’ wore a face full of benevolent smile.

Seeing such a smile, Losa 11 felt a pang in his chest, and then he wisely chose to ignore ‘Golden Lamb’ for the time being.

“In the records of my family, ‘gods’ do exist.”

“But because of something, all the ‘gods’ disappeared.”

“And some…”

“Died!”

Losa 11 emphasized, and looked at Jason.

He hoped to see surprise in Jason’s eyes.

But to his disappointment, Jason’s eyes were calm, without a ripple.

As for ‘Golden Lamb’?

Forget it, Losa 11 didn’t want to look at the other.

The attitude of Jason made Losa 11 quite unfulfilled and completely lost his interest in storytelling.

“‘Gods’ may have died! But the deceased ‘gods’ left behind ‘Divine’s Body’!”

“These ‘Divine’s Body’ have various incredible functions, and every family is more or less using these ‘Divine’s Body’ to become stronger, more special.”

“However, I do not know the methods to use these ‘Divine’s Body’.”

“I am just the eleventh heir of the family, with no chance to access that knowledge.”

“But they are dangerous!”

Losa 11 spoke, fear once again flashed across his face.

After taking two deep breaths, he continued to speak.

“The former ‘Rogo Kingdom’, you know of it, right? It’s what’s now Area F!”

“The ‘Rogo Kingdom’ of the past had a ‘Divine’s Body’ too!”

“Rogo XIII’s brother, in seeking revenge for his brother, excessively used the ‘Divine’s Body’ of the ‘Rogo Kingdom’, and then, the entire kingdom became a funeral offering.”

“Everyone perished, no one was spared!”

Jason had an impression of the ‘Rogo Kingdom’.

While reading the book “Area F—A Nation Built Upon Ruins”, Jason had been curious about how the entire kingdom had been destroyed.

He did not completely believe what the book said about plagues, ceremonies, and so on.

Plagues can’t be that accurate.

Ceremonies can’t be that grand.

Now, Jason finally knew the answer.

“‘Divine’s Body’?”

“Core?”

“Are the two the same?”

Naturally, Jason thought of the two ‘food’ items, [Bewitching Core (Incomplete)] and [Rugged Core (Damaged)].

“Any more news?”

Jason continued to ask.

“That’s pretty much everything!”

“Even this information is top secret to the outside world.”

“If we weren’t all about to be doomed, I wouldn’t have spoken of it.”

Losa 11 spread his hands.

Clearly, this eleventh heir in line of the Losa Family had wholly resigned to his fate.

He tore open the collar of his shirt and stood up, walking into Jason’s room, picked up the handheld computer, and began to order drinks.

“On this upcoming cold night, only… no, only strong liquor can warm my heart.”

As Losa 11 spoke, he looked towards Jason.

“Jason, would you like anything?”

“The crispy roast suckling pig is pretty good.”

Losa 11 inquired.

“Hmm, I’ll take ten servings.”

Jason nodded, but didn’t forget the matter at hand, and continued to ask, “The Martial Arts Alliance, do you know any secret information about them?”

“The Martial Arts Alliance?”

“The ‘Heart-taker’?”

“You know, I don’t really pay attention to these things. I’ll give you authorization; you check it yourself.”

Losa 11 said outright.

Then, he handed the handheld computer to Jason.

As for his own?

Losa 11 was not a fool, he could clearly see Jason’s disdain.

Even he felt a bit sick to his stomach.

Not to mention anyone else.

“Galen, what will you have?”

After wiping his hands with an alcohol wipe, Losa 11 asked Galen.

“Lemon water and toast,”

‘Jing the Little Lamb’ answered.

“Leave it to me.”

Losa 11 said as he began to place orders.

Meanwhile, Jason was using his own handheld computer to lookup information about the ‘Martial Arts Alliance’.

Soon, Jason found what he was looking for.

TPS-03: The ‘Martial Arts Alliance’ is suspected of having a ‘Divine’s Body’ (confirmation in progress)!

TPS-04: Confirmation is positive, indeed has a ‘Divine’s Body’, though damaged, still has recovery value.

TPS-05: Incident occurred, recovery failed.

TPS-06: Activate backup plan.

…

A confidential document appeared before Jason’s eyes.

This confirmed to Jason that the ‘core’ was the ‘Divine’s Body’.

Then, he began to salivate.

He remembered the words of Losa 11.

All of the Hundred Major Families had similar records, all were descendants of ‘gods’, all possessed a ‘Divine’s Body’.

A hundred servings of food?

No!

It was at least a hundred servings of food!

Jason’s eyes shone with a tangible brightness.

His aura at that moment turned razor-sharp, invigorated.

Turning his head, he looked at Losa 11 and enunciated each word—

“Declare war on the ‘Hundred Major Families’!”