My Cell Prison

If there are any abnormal events or clues discovered on the way, we will appropriately extend the time.”

“Hmm.”

“Also… about your weapon, Cass.

We’ll try to get you a new one through the reward of the side story before we reach Derry Town.”

Cass is not a [Boxer], the Stone Pig Sword being shattered is a huge loss … no one thought that such a fine-grade equipment would be easily destroyed by the Ultimate Human Demon.

The owner was still preparing the food.

Ding ding ding …

The doorbell signaled the arrival of a new customer.

With a big sweat on his forehead, the owner carried the boxed pasta and fried rice, leaving only the uncleaved roast chicken unpacked, signalling Han Dong and his friends to please wait a while.

The visitor appeared to be a drifter.

The owner didn’t mind. It seemed like he was used to serving vagabonds: “What do you want to eat?”

No response.

The customer only extended his finger to the cheapest vegetarian pasta on the menu, throwing a roll of money covered in stains on the counter.

Money was money after all. The owner put it all into the drawer.

If he could save enough money, he could take his family elsewhere when his migration papers settle.

The customer dressed as a homeless man didn’t say a word throughout, choosing to sit across from Han Dong’s party, his face covered entirely by a hood and a dirty beanie.

Squeak~

During the waiting period for the meal.

A cockroach crawled out of the customer’s sleeve.

Before the cockroach could crawl half a metre, it was grabbed by the homeless man and thrown into his mouth…

In the quiet restaurant, the sound of cockroach shells being crushed by the man’s teeth was extraordinarily clear.

After a while.

The owner brought over a large bag of food with pieces of roast chicken cut into small pieces. The aroma wafted out from the paper bag which was not completely sealed.

Just as the owner passed the homeless man.

Perhaps attracted by the smell, the homeless man suddenly grabbed the roast chicken … stuffing it into his mouth, packaging, and all, with some pieces of chicken that couldn’t fit, falling on the floor.

Upon seeing the situation, the owner first apologized to Han Dong at the neighboring table, “I’m sorry, I’ll make another one for you right away.”

“It’s okay… we don’t need another chicken, we’re in a rush.”

“That’s not acceptable! Very soon, the oven is at its highest temperature, it’ll only take ten minutes…”

The owner insisted on making another roast chicken.

After running back to the kitchen to put the chicken in the oven.

He picked up an iron bar and stormed back into the dining area, clearly annoyed about the chicken stolen by the homeless man.

Pointing the iron bar at the homeless man, he barked, “It’s already a treat for you to eat here… get out!”

Despite the boss’s furious scolding, the vagabond remained indifferent, even reaching down to pick up and happily gnaw on the fallen meat chunks.

An increasingly infuriated boss promptly grabbed his iron rod and thrust it forcefully at the vagrant’s back.

Crack~ The sound of a bone being shattered could be heard. Seemingly, the spine was broken… The boss hadn’t used full force, a hit of this intensity wouldn’t normally be enough to break one’s spine.

At the same time, the piece of roasted chicken the vagrant had just put in his mouth was knocked out by this blow.

The irritated vagrant sharply turned his head.

Pulled back his hood.

Exposed a horrifying face covered in roaches and beetles. His flesh was almost completely consumed, with only a few strands of muscle left on his face.

Simultaneously!

The spine the boss had fractured abruptly extended in length.

The vagrant, originally of normal human height, stretched to a total length of four meters… The growth areas consisted of purely white spine and spiked hyperplasia skeleton.

Carrying countless damp bugs, he attempted to gradually devour the restaurant’s boss alive.

Just as he got close to the boss.

Whoosh!

The vagrant’s movements stopped.

His skull and heart were both destroyed, he collapsed hard on the floor dragging his several meters long spine. The damp bugs covering his body scattered away.

Dead!

It was not the doing of Han Dong and his company.

It was only the self-defending restaurant’s boss who had done this.

Besides the initial iron rod, there was now a butcher knife in the boss’s hand.

Looking down at the corpse on the ground, stripped almost bare of any flesh, the boss couldn’t help but sigh and said,

“Sigh… Barely any meat on it, all he’s good for is making soup.”

Indeed, the reason why the vagrant had tried to snatch the takeaway food from Han Dong’s group was not because there was chicken in the bag. Rather, it was something similar to chicken, a type of meat that the vagrant craved.

This wasn’t any ordinary shop to start with.

Subsequently, the boss turned his head towards Han Dong and the others, wore a helpless expression, and said,

“Originally, I planned to let you all eat and drink to your fill before turning you into good meat for the higher-ups… Since you’ve seen my true face prematurely, I’m afraid there’s no other choice now.”

Unbeknownst to them, the front door of the restaurant had been blocked by more than a dozen hanging ‘pigs’, making escape impossible.

The boss, sporting a wide grin, edged closer to the three youths.

The chef had already turned over a hundred restaurant patrons into meals.

Just as the boss was about to reach them.

Han Dong turned his head to look at the sliver of moonlight filtering into the restaurant, he frowned slightly, “Boss, I said we were in a hurry… this situation is inconvenient.”

“What’s inconvenient? Don’t worry, it’ll be over soon. I am very good with my knife.”

Just as the boss lunged forward.

He sensed an odd aura in the restaurant… It was as if something was standing right behind him.

Turning around.

He swung his butcher knife with all his might.

Clang!

After striking a solid object, the knife blade curled and was flung away.

What appeared before the boss was a horrid figure standing over two meters tall, wearing a white leather mask.

The flicker of a blade passed by.

The boss only felt a chill at his neck, then his sight rapidly plummeted downwards, and his head fell to the ground.

The last thing he saw was a single size fifty shoe falling on top of his head… Splat!

“Thank you, bodyguard, let’s go…”

Han Dong had already slipped out of the restaurant at the earliest moment.

Although they didn’t get to eat their meal, the bodyguard’s reliability was validated.