The Demon’s Menu

Chapter 780: Chapter 21 The Gradually Emerging Situation – Part 2

The person gently pressed the “switch”.

Then, confrontations and arguments took place in the rooftop meeting hall.

Losa 11 stepped out through the door.

Meanwhile, Billder and Roslor began to infiltrate.

Everything was as that person had anticipated.

The corresponding arrangements began to take effect one by one.

...

Some were targeted at the rooftop meeting hall.

There were also traps for Billder and Roslor.

And naturally, there were some for…

Jason.

A figure entirely cloaked in a thick cape appeared on Jason’s floor.

The adversary had unobstructed access to this place.

The surveillance seemed to turn a blind eye to them.

The guards?

They were temporarily distracted by Losa 11’s “kidnapping”, which absorbed all their attention.

The figure advanced step by step.

And then!

They entered the room of “Contact” Pers.

Upon hearing the door open, Pers turned around and saw the fully shrouded figure, and instinctively, Pers reached for the alarm at his wrist—an alarm hidden beneath the skin, a special alert possessed by every “Contact”, and the last line of defense. The moment it was pressed, the entire floor would be alarmed, defense mechanisms would activate instantly, and security would arrive in the shortest possible time.

However, just as Pers’s finger was about to touch his wrist, the visitor made their move.

A swift and decisive karate chop.

Bang!

Amid the dull thud, Pers fell to the ground.

The assailant was quite confident in their attack and did not even glance at the fallen Pers but turned and picked up Pers’s ‘remote control’, then turned and walked out.

However, just before leaving the room, the uninvited guest cast a look at the empty cat nest.

After confirming that there were no cats inside, they hesitated slightly, gave Pers one final glance, and then left completely.

There are too many sick people in the world.

It wasn’t too much to imagine having four cats.

Some imagined themselves to be cats.

And of course, there were those who imagined they were dogs.

Although the uninvited guest did not understand these fantasies, they knew what their mission was.

…

Ding!

The crisp sound of pressing the “Nutrient Meal (Free)” button once again.

Having acquired some “sugar” earlier, Jason had found these “nutrient meals” to be quite palatable.

To prepare for any possible events, he felt he needed to eat more.

Send 9 was dead.

Xilin was dead.

Who would be next?

Jason did not yet know, but one thing he was certain of:

The other party would continue.

They would continue to kill.

Until the entire F block was thrown into total chaos.

And his own name must also be on the murderers’ list,

And quite possibly occupying an ‘important role’.

This was not him thinking too highly of himself.

It was simply because of Pers’s ‘action’.

The adversary, having anticipated Pers’s actions, would naturally assume he would be involved too.

Allowing an uncontrollable “Brutalizer” to participate was definitely not what the opponent wanted to see.

What they needed was a “Brutalizer” who would obey.

For them, this would not be difficult.

Or rather, any “Brutalizer”, no matter how powerful, lost any threat to them the moment they became a “Brutalizer”.

The remote control!

Jason remembered clearly the remote control with its red, blue, yellow, green buttons.

The green one put him to “Deep Sleep”.

But what were the yellow, blue, and red buttons for?

Even with his big toe, Jason could guess one or two functions.

The most conspicuous red would undoubtedly represent death.

One of the yellow or blue must be for an electric shock.

He had felt it himself during the preliminary round.

As for the remaining one?

It must be some torture similar to an “electric shock”.

"Do they need me to create an accident that seems reasonable by my own hand?”

Jason thought.

Beyond this possibility, he couldn’t think of any other at the moment.

After all, a ‘tool’ as useful as him would not be easy to find.

Being a “Brutalizer”, it was destined not many would believe what he said.

And even if someone did, he’d have to survive to see that moment.

Following their usual style, it would be most appropriate for a ‘tool’ like him to ‘die’ after being used.

Of course!

Incidentally, along with the intended targets, Pers would also die.

And moreover, it would be by his hand.

And have nothing to do with them.

All this would be the work of his sudden frenzy.

So…

"Who is the target?”

Jason couldn’t help but wonder, his gaze shifting toward the direction of the ‘door’.

He had already heard a clear sound of footsteps.

Light and covert.

Full of that sense of technique.

None that he had heard before.

Here they come!

Jason mused in his heart.

Then, the ‘door’ opened.

The wooden hue receded, and through the transparent door, Jason could clearly see the person he had been waiting for.

Covered all over, that wasn’t surprising.

Carrying a remote control in hand, also expected.

But one thing was beyond Jason’s anticipation.

The scent!

The aroma of food!

There was a very faint scent of food on the other person!

The other must have been in contact with ‘food’ quite some time ago.

If it weren’t for [Enhanced Smell], Jason would hardly be able to detect such a lingering scent from so long ago.

And now, having smelled it, Jason’s eyes lit up.

He had originally thought that in this replica world, ‘food’ would be hidden deeper, requiring more effort to uncover, or even that he would have to passively wait.

But he hadn’t expected it to appear before him so soon.

An opportunity!

Jason would never give up on any piece of ‘food’.

Therefore, he changed his original plan and instead of taking action, he sat still and quietly watched the uninvited guest approaching.

This clearly led to a significant misunderstanding on the part of the guest.

"Your intelligence is astonishing,”

"No one would expect such wit beneath such a large frame.”

"So, you must guess why I am here, right?”

"Of course, you should also know what this is, right?”

The intruder stood outside the door, lifted the remote in their hand, and gestured towards Jason.

Then, without waiting for Jason to respond, they pressed the yellow button on it.

Crackle!

Amid the sound of electricity, a shock spread from near Jason’s heart, traveling along his nerves throughout his body.

Ordinary people would convulse uncontrollably under such circumstances and then fall to the ground immobile.

But this was no use against Jason.

However, to play along, Jason still controlled his muscles to twitch a few times.

"Endurance is a fine virtue for everyone,”

"But

"It disgusts me immensely.”

Saying this, the other party raised a finger and pressed the blue button.

Bang!

It was as if the sound of fireworks exploding came from within Jason’s body.

Jason felt as if his internal organs had been dealt a heavy blow.

Without the protection of skin and muscle, it was a direct hit to the organs.

Even Jason couldn’t help but tremble.

But the other person had no intention of stopping.

They pressed the yellow and blue buttons several times in succession, watching Jason fall to the ground before finally ceasing.

With a raise of their hand,

Whoosh!

The ‘door’ opened.

The intruder strode in.

With no caution or consideration, they simply stood in front of Jason.

Nobody understood better than they did the measures taken against these ‘Brutalizers’. After the punishment just now, they could be sure that Jason had temporarily lost the ability to move.

However, the uninvited guest began to kick Jason with the tip of their foot.

"Get up.”

The other kicked several times, and when Jason struggled to open his eyes, they gestured at him to look at the finger they had placed on the red button of the remote.

"You absolutely don’t want me to press this.”

"Now, get up.”

"Take out the people coming out of the elevator.”

The other urged.

Jason slowly got to his feet.

As if spurred on by the other’s urging, he walked outward.

His nose hidden beneath the mask twitched continuously.

He wanted to memorize this scent.

Then, to find that piece of ‘food’.

One in front and one behind.

The intruder timed it just right; as they reached the elevator doors, the elevator had just arrived on the fourth floor.

Ding!

Among the crisp electronic sound, the elevator doors opened.

Revealing Losa, Billder, and Roslor inside.

The uninvited guest smirked.

"Take them out

"Aaaaah!”