Demon hunter’s Cooking Manual
Chapter 1197 - 114 Obsession with Food_2

"No!"

"I didn't drink alcohol, I ate, ate."

Jason struggled to keep his voice clear.

He really hadn't drunk alcohol.

He had only eaten part of the 'Soul Summoning Gourd'.

Just now, after he began tearing at the 'muscles of the giant serpent', because the acid rapidly increased, the 'path' he tore quickly got flooded with acid. Although his fast tearing speed prevented it from flooding his entire body, the more the acid released, it directly turned into a gas with strong corrosive effects.

The 'Soul Summoning Gourd' showed some signs of corrosion under such acidic gases.

And over time, such corrosion began to intensify.

Obviously, if this continued, this 'food' would be destroyed.

Treasure food!

It's one of Jason's life mottos.

This time was no exception.

Since it would be ruined, he might as well eat it to increase his satiety.

Especially under the premise of extreme lack of satiety.

However, to be on the safe side, Jason didn't eat it all.

He resisted the urge to swallow the entire 'Soul Summoning Gourd' and only ate a portion—initially about one-tenth. After feeling no drunkenness, he ate another tenth.

In this way, Jason ate about half of it.

Then...

It went bad!

The alcohol surged!

Drunkenness is never immediate; it relies on blood circulation to gradually show itself.

Jason misjudged the speed at which the 'alcohol' was released.

By the time he realized, he had already fallen from the 'muscle' wall he was clinging to into the acid.

Instantly dissolved.

The fortunate thing was, at the moment of the fall, he wrapped his mask around the knife handle, and the short-handled Broad Blade Cleaver stabbed into the 'muscle' wall.

"Eat alcohol?"

The old monk was taken aback; what difference does it make from drinking alcohol?

But then, the old monk put his palms together and did not pursue the question further.

Based on his understanding of Jason, Jason wasn't someone who drank for no reason, especially in such a combat situation; he must have his reasons for drinking.

Could it increase combat effectiveness?

The old monk pondered.

Meanwhile, Jason shook his head vigorously.

He wanted to wake up quickly.

However, it hardly helped.

Immediately, he saw the lake in front of him.

The area that once belonged to the Hanakaiin Family had already turned into a lake due to the battle with the 'giant serpent'.

Without hesitation, Jason rushed to the lakeside and dunked his head in.

Drinking a lot of water can sober you up.

That's the experience from his hometown.

And here, it worked too!

Gulp, gulp!

With the sound of Jason gulping, the lake visibly drained quickly.

When Jason stood up again, his drunken state was significantly alleviated; now, he was just slightly tipsy.

He lifted his head, looking at the 'giant serpent' that had mostly withdrawn into the void, and without hesitation, rushed to the nearest head.

It wasn't because he couldn't resist the temptation of 'food'.

It was simply because his mask and short blade were inside the 'giant serpent'; he had to retrieve them and eat a bit while he was at it.

Just to have a bit while he was there.

No other intentions.

Rumble!

Before Jason could approach, a giant wave rose from thin air and came crashing down.

"Ant!"

"Did you think I would let you come near me again?"

The nearest snakehead sneered.

However, its main focus was still on Cherry's grandfather and the old monk from Tongshou Temple.

In this snakehead's view, the former posed a lethal threat to it.

The latter?

Was the mastermind behind everything, even more dangerous.

As for Jason?

He must be just a pawn among them.

Seemingly powerful, but just above average.

If it hadn't underestimated Jason earlier, he wouldn't have been a threat at all.

And now?

Even less so.

It controlled its power and created a giant wave just enough to knock down Jason and stop his advance.

Although it really wanted to kill Jason, upon seeing the two bald men in the distance, it hesitated.

In the end, it chose a more 'peaceful' method.

At most, Jason would end up with a full-body fracture.

Anyway, Jason can't die.

He'll just get resurrected.

The thoughts of this snakehead were shared with the remaining heads.

Unanimously passed.

The judgment on Jason was not wrong.

But they knew too little about Jason.

Or, to be precise, they misjudged the timing.

At this moment, the night was beginning to retreat.

Dawn had arrived.

Under the morning light, all things revived.

Everything originated from—

Light!

The light that pierces the darkness!

A 40-meter-long sword, completely composed of radiance, appeared.

Gentle, tenacious.

Yet unmatched in sharpness.

Slash!

The surging giant wave was cleaved in two.

From top to bottom, the cut was smooth, as if slicing through a block of tofu.

Jason's figure flashed as he charged through the giant wave, leaping onto the snakehead. The massive eyes gazed at this tiny ant, then...

Thump, thump-thump!

That was the sound of a heart beating like the pounding of a war drum.

He had heard it once before.

When this ant charged into the first snakehead.

And now, the sound of the war drum resounded again.

"No!"

The snakehead roared loudly, but no matter how loud, it couldn't stop Jason's charge.

Puff!

Under the intense heartbeat, Jason crashed into the snake's eye, and at the instant of impact with Jason's body, the huge crystal directly shattered.

And Jason?

Once again broke into the 'giant serpent's' brain.

However, before Jason could start absorbing, this snakehead was bitten off.

The thickest snakehead, without any hesitation, bit off this snakehead the moment Jason entered, shattering it together with Jason.

Blood mixed with body fragments fell from the sky.

"Jason!"

The old monk was shocked.

Cherry's grandfather frowned as well.

The thickest snakehead lowered its head to gaze coldly at the two of them, while pulling its body back into the void with increased speed, it spoke in a harsh tone—

"Ant, you think..."

Boom!

Before the snakehead finished speaking, Cherry's grandfather threw another punch.

Instantly, this snakehead also exploded.

Without any obstruction, nor the slightest resistance.

As if the 'giant serpent' were merely made of paper.

The other snakeheads were taken aback.

They clearly understood what their leader had intended to do.

It was just to say some harsh words, retain a bit of final dignity.

Moreover, to declare it would return.

That's all there was to it.

Nothing more.

How could it be dead?

The remaining three snakeheads were panicked and lost.

No longer sticking to any strategy, they stopped retreating.

Instead, they turned their heads and began to flee.

The immensely large form bent in mid-air, and sans their snakeheads, the necks drooped powerlessly. The foul-smelling liquid fell like rain, causing the lush grass and trees to wither immediately, even making the soil dry up.

This made Cherry's grandfather, who planned on throwing a 'serious punch', frown.

He originally intended to give this monster another punch to finish it off.

However, if its blood spilled and dispersed, it would cause irreversible damage to the entire Kinki region.

Now he was no longer the rash young man he once was.

Back then, he could fight monsters without concern for his surroundings.

And now?

Thinking of Cherry having to leave her familiar environment, reconnect with friends, and possibly create psychological shadows, and so on.

Cherry's grandfather withdrew his fist.

"Forget it."

"Going back to eat pudding sounds better."

Cherry's grandfather said.

The old monk at Tongshou Temple constantly watched the remains.

Only when Jason reappeared did he breathe a sigh of relief.

He was about to speak when he saw Jason charge at the massive monster once more.

Jason leaped onto the 'snakehead' he had first consumed, with no hesitation, diving in.

As if it wasn't him who had just been chewed up.

Then, the body of the 'giant serpent' slithered.

In the next moment, it disappeared from the 'world', completely retreating into the void.