Chapter 415: On the Verge Of Getting Unwrapped

Most of the faces that popped from the building expressed a disordered mental state.

When Ji Shanqing and Lin Sanjiu recoiled, a face above them that resembled the toadstool guffawed. As if he had seen the funniest thing in the world, his hysterical and joyous laughter was so loud it echoed through the sky.

"See," the fat man said while remaining standing in his position. He put on a gentle expression as he spoke, "Though we are all Jaegers, I never intended to share the meat with them. The portion I have will only last me for nine days, so consider your sister lucky, for she's fortunate enough to have a taste of this precious deliciousness. Here, take this to your sister."

He sounded like accepting that portion of small intestine was like a gift from a queen.

Ji Shanqing remained silent, tightening his jaw.

"There's no way your sister can recover from her psychosis without eating the human flesh," said the fat man. When he tugged the small intestine forward, it flailed in the air and a pile of flesh dropped from the other end. It was the human flesh the short-haired woman had eaten and hadn't yet digested.

It's not that Ji Shanqing refused to talk. It was just that under the impact of all kinds of intense emotions he was afraid he would suddenly throw up. His face was pale and all he could do right now was closed his mouth tightly and shake his head incessantly.

No matter what, if there was anything clear that he shouldn't do right now, it would be that's he couldn't allow Lin Sanjiu to eat the human flesh. Disgust wasn't his concern. As Ji Shanqing was fighting against his queasy stomach, his brain was working around the clock to solidify his thought. It was all thanks to his bright mind and observant eyes that he had survived for five months in the Mirror Maze without getting unwrapped. Hence, straightaway, his quirky mind took the stage and began to catch hold of the whole situation.

Right now, there were three types of people known to exist in this world. The first one was the normal folks who suffered from various mental illness. In this crowd, there might be more than one posthuman like Lin Sanjiu who had gone crazy after being transferred here. The second type was the

duoluozhong

. They thrived in this devastated barren land by not consuming regular food but feeding on the flesh of the psychotic. Their physical strength was much higher than that of an ordinary person, and they were naturallytougher. The third type was the fat man in front of them.

The fat man was different from the other two types, and clearly, he was harder and trickier to deal with that the others as well. His physical const.i.tution and fitness were on a different level than

duoluozhong.

He was much stronger, faster, and, on top of that, he even began to develop an Evolving Ability. However, all of these changes would not appear on his body if he did not consume

duoluozhong.

When he came to this point, as if driven by an unknown force, Ji Shanqing subconsciously lifted his head and ran his gaze over the faces that snuck behind the floors of the apartment building. Suddenly, it dawned on Ji Shanqing as he realized he had missed something very vital.

Since all of these so-called Jaeger had a loose screw in their brain, how could they all pop out their heads concurrently? It was impossible for crazies to follow instructions, not to mention that the fat man never shouted a command at them whatsoever.

So there had to be something down here that stimulated their strange uniformity, and Ji Shanqing couldn't think of a better reason than the stinky, mangled body that lay lifelessly not far away from him. Then, could he say that the Jaeger still possessed a physiological instinct to thirst for the dead body of a

duoluozhong

even in the state of mental illness?

Hence, if his master consumed the flesh of a

duoluozhong

, would she become like them as well?

However, before Ji Shanqing could get any deeper into his thoughts, a large shadow loomed over his flimsy figure.

He had indulged too deep into his thoughts that he didn't notice the fat man's movement. He was frightened to his core when he heard the fat man's voice, with his mouth full of blood, from above him.

"Anyway, your sister doesn't have to eat it now," the fat man was so close to Ji Shanqing that he could smell the sour and sanguinary odor wafting off his body, and Ji Shanqing's stomach churned. As the fat man hurled the section of small intestine onto the ground, his eyeb.a.l.l.s rolled downward, "Come to think of it, are you male or female? Because something interesting has just crossed my mind."

"Quick, [Economy Bubble]"

It was too late. A strong force hit him in his stomach and sent him flying away.

"Normal nutjob's flesh won't work for me," the fat man giggled, "The flesh of a

duoluozhong

can only make me sane for a limited amount of time. Speaking of which, there's still one kind of flesh that I haven't tasted before."

While Ji Shanqing was struggling to recompose himself, he darted a glance at his master. Lin Sanjiu was seemingly startled by that attack. She blinked her eyes with a blank expression as if she didn't know what had happened. Her mouth gaped and closed non-stop as if she was chanting something.

The fat man strode past her without sparing her a glance. He seemed to be uninterested of her.

Standing up, Ji Shanqing checked the safety belts on his body as he stared fixated on the moving flesh mountain. He felt relieved when he noticed that the safety belts were still strapped around his body.

"You have never eaten any human flesh, yet your brain still working perfectly fine," the fat man's voice suddenly turned very amiable. He seemed to have fallen into some dreamy delusion as he continued to speak, "Don't you find it interesting? Don't you want to know what kind of effect your flesh could arouse after I devoured you? Your flesh must taste pristine. Oh boy, my blood boils just by thinking of it!"

"What should I do, what should I do now?"

Ji Shanqing commanded his brain.

"Perhaps, your body contains some kind of antidote."

When the fat man was talking, he was still far away Ji Shanqing; however, just when Ji Shanqing wanted to move further away from him, his eyes went black, and his feet had left the ground. While he was airborne, he felt a force jerking behind him. When the grand prize finally realized what that force was, his face went pale.

The fat man was pulling on his safety belts.

"Why do you have to wear this?" asked the fat man as a smile appeared on his jowly face, "Girl's flesh is more tender. Let me see if you are a boy or a girl."

Before Ji Shanqing could say anything, the fat man began to tear his safety belt. His tattered, badly damaged trench coat was exposed in the air, and it started to fall from Ji Shanqing's body.

The fat man loosened his grip, and Ji Shanqing fell to the floor like a boneless pile of human flesh.

Ji Shanqing would lose a sense when part of him was unwrapped. At the moment, he couldn't see nor hear anything. If it weren't for his deep blue color undergarments, he might even have lost his hearing.

However, like his other clothes, the undergarment was in a disastrous state, and it wouldn't last any longer.

"Is this the feeling of an item?"

His mind had become foggy.

Even when the fat man had pounced on him with his several-hundred-pound body, he felt nothing. When his under protective gear was torn up, Ji Shanqing suddenly lost the connection to his body. If he wanted to describe the feeling, it was as if he had become a wooden doll.

Before this, the grand prize thought he would feel overwhelmed when he was unwrapped. However, it seemed that as he lost most of his emotions and while his mind had faded away into the nothingness in the wake of the unwrapping process, he felt nothing but only calm as a dark cloud of despair enveloped his soul.

"Hey you, can you please ask for the owner's consent before touching other people's thing?"

As if it was traveling from afar, a cold woman's voice, sans of any emotions, resounded vaguely amongst the heavy and loud wheeze.