The Demon's Menu-Chapter 772: The Taste of Sugar, You Don’t Understand.
Chapter 772 -18: The Taste of Sugar, You Don’t Understand.
When Jason opened his mouth, a gleam of light erupted from Pers’s eyes.
It was hope!
In his “escape plan,” compared to the “newcomer” and Galen, who relied solely on “luck,” Jason was the more appropriate choice.
Yet…
Sugar?
Why mention sugar?
...
Nevertheless, this did not hinder Pers from responding.
"Would fruit candy be okay?”
Pers said as he took out two pieces of candy from his pocket.
Red and green wrappers curled around the candy, with attractive pleats on both ends.
Jason nodded.
Pers immediately handed over the candy.
He didn’t enter the room but handed it through the “delivery port” on one side of the wall.
A square large enough to fit a hand appeared with a metal tray. Pers placed the candy on the tray, which then descended, and the port closed.
Next, a section of the floor in front of Jason rose, revealing the tray with two pieces of candy.
After Jason picked up the candy, the floor sunk back down, and everything returned to its original state.
Unwrapping the candy, Jason tossed it into his mouth.
The sweetness spread.
A feeling of bliss emerged spontaneously.
Although the “nutritional meal” was free and truly nutritious, it was utterly tasteless.
Having eaten the “nutritional meal” for three and a half days, Jason yearned terribly for any flavor.
At this moment, his longing was satisfied.
The candy with a sweet, orange taste released its sweetness on his tongue unrestrained, Jason’s saliva joining in, spreading the subtle sweetness from his mouth to his throat, esophagus, and stomach.
Whew!
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Jason took a long breath and turned his head to look at Pers, who stood outside the door, slightly nervous.
Jason fully understood why Pers was doing this.
Even what Pers wanted to do next, Jason could guess a thing or two.
"Running away is not the best choice,” Jason said crisply.
Now that he knew what the other side wanted to do, it was time to flip over their cards and seize more initiative.
What?!
Pers was shocked to hear Jason’s words.
How did he know?
Inside, Pers questioned himself.
Then, the “contact person” feigned composure and spoke up.
"Jason, what are you talking about?”
"I don’t quite understand.”
Jason watched Pers straining to maintain composure, the corners of his mouth under the mask curling up.
Pers was one of those people who couldn’t hide his feelings well.
To put it simply, he was a rather naive person.
And it was for this reason that he had been “selected.”
"Do you think everything is over?”
Jason didn’t dwell on the issue of ‘running away’ with Pers but shifted the topic.
"Xilin is dead, right?”
"Is that not enough?”
Pers was taken aback.
"How could that be enough?”
"Xilin’s death is just the beginning,” Jason stated confidently.
Although Jason hadn’t been able to confirm who the “Planner” working from the shadows was, it was hard to believe they’d made such a grand move just to deal a sure death to Xilin, the Butler of the Send Family.
Whatever it was, Jason didn’t believe it.
The Planner’s goal, at the very least, involved the Send Family.
Possibly even something greater.
Pers stood at the door, dumbfounded, his expression thoughtful.
But soon, Pers looked at Jason with a peculiar gaze.
Too deceptive, right?
He had a burly and formidable appearance, so why bother using his brain?
Shouldn’t Jason just act rashly?
No matter what it was, it should be a knockdown with one slash.
If one slash didn’t do it, then the second would!
That’s what suited Jason’s image!
This “contact person” couldn’t help critiquing internally.
Jason noticed the odd look on Pers’s face, but he didn’t care.
When it was time to think, he would think.
When it was time to charge forward, he would charge.
And how to choose?
He always followed his heart.
Bullying the weak and fearing the strong?
No way!
To act from the heart was to follow the guidance of the soul, a person who obeyed his instincts could not possibly be accused of bullying the weak and fearing the strong.
"That’s why you’re still alive,” Jason continued.
These words startled Pers.
"What do you mean?”
Pers asked urgently.
"Because you’re still useful!”
"Otherwise, you would have been silenced by him long ago. Believe me, if needed, the Planner who has been conspiring for a long time has a hundred ways to kill you. The simplest way
"Would be to use what he gave you.”
Jason answered matter-of-factly.
Use what he gave me?
Pers fell into deep thought.
Then, the “contact person” turned pale with a tremor in his voice: “Are you talking about that USB drive with the add and delete program?”
Jason nodded.
If the Planner dared to give that USB drive directly to Pers, he naturally considered what Pers might use it for later on.
And all this was within the parameters that he accepted.
Within his control.
"Does that person know about our conversation right now?”
Pers’s face grew even paler.
"That won’t be the case.”
"Although I don’t quite understand his program, the ‘security system’ here should be pretty comprehensive. Modifying a surveillance feed and changing a surveillance feed to send the original to a specific location are two completely different levels of difficulty. Moreover, with his caution, he wouldn’t use such a method that exposes his ‘location.'”
"He would choose a simpler, more direct approach.”
Jason reminded Pers.
"You mean… the USB drive!”
