Chapter 11: ball

A barbecue grill modified from a charcoal brazier for heating in winter appeared in Jason's temporary foothold.
On the burnt charcoal, two little fingers are thick and thin, and a four-meter long spat is coiled up and placed on a temporarily woven wire mesh. The flames are hot and roasted, making the two squeaks , The sliver that can resist the cutting of the kitchen knife can't face the flame at all. The two slivers start to swell and burst, the juice splashes, and the aroma is rich.
Jason carefully sprinkled pepper and turned over.
The uniformity of firepower has always been the key to cooking.
In order not to waste food, Jason played a twelve point spirit.
Especially when preparing two kinds of food at the same time.
The minced meat that was picked up, Jason minced again after washing.
Compared to the tough noodles, these minced meats are much tenderer, and were quickly chopped into fillings by Jason. Then, some shiitake mushrooms bought on the way back were minced and mixed into the fillings. .
With full stirring, the stuffing and mushroom pieces almost became one. Jason picked up a handful of stuffing with his left hand and squeezed out meatballs from the tiger's mouth with the pressure of the palm of his hand. One pick, one by one, the meatballs are put into the pan.
Oh!
The oil that had already been heated made a pleasant sound when it came into contact with the meatballs.
Mushroom meatballs were quickly fried to golden color in hot oil completely free of meatballs.
Lean the oil, remove it, and then turn over the mouthpiece again.
After several cycles, Jason had his own lunch.
Crispy, rich juice, and black pepper, like black pepper sausage.
Mushroom meatball crisp, although only a little salt is added, but the meat quality is rich, Jason takes one bite, very happy.
When the last meatball entered the stomach, the words in front of the retina appeared again—
【Eating devils! 】
[Injuries recovered slightly! 】
【Fatness +1】
【Fatness: 1】
Uh ...
The familiar warm current rose from Jason's stomach and flooded the whole body.
In this warm state, the pores all over the body seemed to be open, making Jason narrow his eyes in a comfortable way.
But soon, Jason recovered and he looked at the skill bar again.
As he expected, there was no + sign after reaching the entry level [Gunpowder Weapon. Light Weapon], obviously it needs more [Fatness].
Naturally, Jason's eyes stayed on [Freehand Fight (Basic)].
Jason did not intend to accumulate [fullness].
Is not wanting.
But not!
The situation he is in now, and the dangers he may encounter, let him understand that the most correct choice is to increase strength quickly, even if it is increased a little.
Because this little change in strength may affect life and death.
In order to accumulate a little [fullness] and face death directly, Jason would not do such a thing.
"Improve [Unarmed Fighting]!"
Jason chose.
Suddenly, the same knowledge and body adjustment as before appeared again.
When everything was over, Jason not only had more fighting skills in his mind, but his body became stronger.
The most direct change is the description of [Freehand Fight].
[Unarmed Fighting (Getting Started): The body itself is a powerful weapon. With a long period of basic training, not only do you have certain skills, but your body gradually becomes stronger; Effect: Constitution +0.1
Uh ...
With +0.1, the physique reaching 1.3 has become Jason's highest attribute.
This kind of instantaneous promotion, it is so wonderful to see that it becomes powerful to the naked eye. Even Jason couldn't help but breathe deeply several times in a row to control the excited emotion.
"Food!"
"I need more food!"
Jason told himself again like this.
However, he did not act in a hurry.
He is very clear that the guy with the failed layout will not shoot again so soon.
Is safe for at least 3 days.
The first case was August 5th, the second was August 8th, the third was August 11th, and today is August 14th, and the fourth occurred-when buying mushrooms on the way back, Jason By the way, buying a newspaper not only confirmed the exact date, but also got more information about the world.
Of course, the money is paid by Finch.
"From the beginning to the present, every three days together, it has never changed."
"Even, for the sake of today's success, the other party is still suspicious."
"August 17 ..."
Jason murmured the date.
Then, Jason began to think about the meaning of the other party doing this.
Is like choosing a police officer to start.
It is highly likely that there is a connection between the two.
Jason firmly believes in this.
Unfortunately, there is too little information, and Jason can't figure out where the connection points are.
However, this does not prevent him from making some opinions and suggestions to the sheriff.
Even if his strength does not allow him to take the initiative at this moment, this does not mean that Jason is passively beaten by doing nothing.
At least, he can advise Bondi to increase the number and firepower of night patrols.
The two battles are enough to let Jason understand that although these "foods" have strange capabilities, they are still powerless when facing gunpowder weapons. As long as an adult with a gun can put aside his fear, he will have a considerable win .
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Otherwise, if the other party has monsters that are not afraid of guns, they must have done everything they wanted to do.
and many more!
If the opponent completes the ‘hunting’ every three days, is it to strengthen the monster ’s ability.
Suddenly, such a guess appeared in Jason's mind.
Suddenly, Jason's face changed slightly.
He does not have the corresponding occult knowledge, but such a guess seems to be the most likely in front of him.
Without delay, he got up and walked out.
And when Jason was going to ask Finch, where was Bondi treated, sheriff Bondi knocked on Jason's door.
Dong, dong dong.
"Me, Bondi."
"Please come in."
After Jason gave a positive answer, the sheriff pushed the door open.
The other person's entire arm rested on his chest and was fixed with a bandage. The blood-stained clothes had already been replaced. His face had a normal sense of languishment after injury, but his eyes did not loose, and his eyes remained firm and tenacious.
"Your suitcase."
Bondi bent over and picked up the box at his feet and handed it to Jason.
"Thank you."
Jason took this ‘own baggage’, thank you.
The box is made of rattan, and the weaving technique is fine. There is no gap left. From the outside, there is no sign of what is inside, but the weight is not too heavy. It is about the same weight as the three big hoofs.
"This is what I should do."
"and also……"
"Thank you for saving Finch."
Bondi's serious face was full of gratitude. Then, the sheriff took out a folded piece of paper from the pocket of the coat, opened it, and handed it to Jason.