Starting as a prodigy wanting milk? A world-destroying deception in the opposite direction.

As soon as he finished speaking, the drifting transparent mist suddenly seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, frantically adhering to the surrounding walls and roof.

Immediately afterwards, the wooden tables and chairs began to melt, and the iron tableware began to rust.

"What's going on?"

Several diners' faces started to itch, and they scratched them.

Before long, everyone present began to show these symptoms, except for Shen Zhen, Lei Lie, Ren Fei, and Miao Erhu, who appeared later.

Seeing the scene before him, Lei Lie exclaimed in surprise:

"Oh no! He's assimilating the entire shop!"

This shout made Shen Zhen realize that the entire steamed bun shop had become a huge "digestion" pool.

Those diners who had just regained consciousness suddenly had an eerie green glow on their skin, their eyes became vacant, and they roared as they lunged at the people around them.

"This thing wasn't destroyed!" Lei Lie slashed horizontally with his longsword, the golden blade energy striking the wall, splattering liquid everywhere, but leaving only a mark that healed in an instant.

His face was ashen.

"This shop has become his body, his domain; we're trapped here!"

Transparent mist gathered on the roof, condensing into the outline of the boss.

It wasn't human-shaped, but rather a giant mouth made up of countless wriggling buns, with green eyes embedded in the very center of the mouth, staring intently at Shen Zhen and the other three.

"You think you can win by denying the taste?" A giant mouth opened and closed, its voice coming from all directions.

"Appetite is just the starting point; assimilation is the main course of the feast."

Suddenly, the green eye extended like a rope, wrapped around a diner, and instantly dragged him into the sap in the wall.

The diner let out a short scream as his body melted at a visible speed, turning into wisps of green mist that were sucked into the giant mouth.

"Look!"

Ren Fei suddenly shouted, pointing to the pottery jar in the center of the shop. The jar had somehow floated into the air, green mist billowing from its mouth and connecting with the giant mouth on the roof.

"His strength comes entirely from that jar!"

The giant mouth chuckled:

"You guys have some good taste."

This jar contains the appetites of all the diners today, including you and Ge Ming.

The stronger my appetite, the more delicious the soup, and the more solid my foundation for assimilation becomes!

The green-eyed rope shot out again, this time aiming directly at Shen Zhen.

Shen Zhen dodged to the side, his psychic power transforming into a pale white halo that swept across the area. The green-eyed rope instantly coiled up, but only for a moment before wrapping around him even faster.

"It's useless!" the boss's voice was full of mockery.

"Your set of spirit-purifying spells can only deal with my outward mental power, not with the foundation formed by my appetite."

Today, will you either indulge in your appetite and become part of the feast?

Or... let this jar drain my last bit of appetite, turning it into nourishment for me!

Miao Erhu shook the copper bell, the sound waves causing the green mist to churn, but he couldn't stop the mist from continuing to pour from the pottery jar. He roared in frustration:

"How can you break this broken pot? It's impossible!"

"He's using the diners' appetites to strengthen the clay pot, thereby enhancing its assimilative power!" Shen Zhen stared at the diners tearing at each other, his mind racing.

"We must cut off his nutrient supply first!"

Lei Lie immediately understood, and with a flash of his longsword, he forced back the several mutated diners who were rushing towards him.

"Ren Fei, use the talismans to trap them!"

Erhu, use sonic cover!

Shen Zhen, find a chance to destroy the pottery jar!

Ren Fei's hands flew out like snowflakes, sticking to the mutated diners.

The glowing light from the burning talismans formed a cocoon of light, temporarily trapping them, but it couldn't stop the sap seeping from the walls.

The juice fell onto the cocoon of light, making a sizzling sound, and the clear glow quickly dimmed.

The cocoons of light shattered one after another, and the mutated diners roared and charged out, tearing at each other once more. The green liquid flowing from their wounds dripped onto the ground, mingling with the sap seeping from the walls and flowing toward the central ceramic jar.

"These people have completely gone mad!" Ren Fei exclaimed anxiously, his forehead covered in sweat.

"If this continues, we'll be assimilated too!"

The sound waves from Miao Erhu's copper bell collided with the green mist, only causing brief ripples.

"The fog is getting thicker and thicker! I can't hold on much longer!"

Lei Lie's golden blade energy repeatedly forced back the mutated diners who were rushing towards him, but he was never able to seriously injure them.

The wound was quickly repaired by the green sap as soon as it appeared, and the repaired limbs even became thicker and the nails became longer and sharper.

"This thing has an amazing healing ability!"

Shen Zhen, have you found your chance?

Shen Zhen was also very anxious at this moment, her mind racing:

"To deny the usefulness of his appetite is to deny the value of his feast itself!"

He stared at the giant mouth made of steamed buns on the roof, pointed at the diners tearing at each other, and spoke loudly enough for everyone to hear clearly:

Look at yourselves now!

"Tearing each other apart like mad dogs, is this what you call a feast?"

Shen Zhen's roar pierced through the pervasive green mist, and his psychic power spread out along with the sound.

One of the mutated diners, who was lunging at his companion, paused noticeably, a hint of struggle flashing in his eyes.

The green eye within the giant mouth suddenly contracted, and the voice became shrill:

"Shut up! Being assimilated by me is the highest destiny, the perfect way to eliminate imperfection!"

What do you mere mortals know?

"Perfect?" Shen Zhen sneered, pushing his mental power to its limit.

"Turning a person into a mindless, living corpse, surviving by feeding on the appetites of others, that's what a beggar is!"

What you call a feast is nothing more than a garbage-scavenging frenzy!

Lei Lie understood, and slashed at the wrist of one of the mutated diners with his longsword, but did not injure him; he merely forced him back.

He's right! Wake up!

You are not food, not nutrients, you are living, breathing people!

The talisman paper that Ren Fei threw out, its burning glow transforming into a gentle halo:

Think of your family! Think of your children and parents!

They're waiting for you to come home, not for you to turn into monsters here!

Miao Erhu's copper bell also changed its rhythm; the sound waves were no longer offensive, but carried a soothing power, causing the green mist to churn.

"This bullshit feast is a complete scam!"

They're eating the flesh and blood of their own people, driven by the monster's selfish desires! Don't be fooled!

Their words were like sharp knives, piercing through the allure of the green mist.

The mutated diners moved more and more slowly, the green halo on their faces began to fade, and the madness in their eyes was gradually replaced by pain and struggle.

"No...we can't listen to them!" the giant mouth roared, and green ropes shot out wildly, entangled two weak-willed diners, and dragged them toward the sap on the wall.

"Assimilation is the only way out! Resistance will only cause more pain!"

The two diners let out piercing screams as their bodies rapidly melted in the broth, turning into an even thicker green mist that was sucked into the giant mouth.

The giant mouth expanded in size:

"Look, this is what happens when you dare to resist!"

After the giant mouth expanded, the concentration of green mist instantly doubled, and the flow rate of the sap seeping from the wall accelerated, converging into a green stream that surged towards the pottery jar.

Those diners who had just begun to struggle were enveloped in the green mist, their eyes filled with confusion, and they let out low growls from their throats, yearning to eat.

"Stop struggling," came the boss's voice.

"I have collected nearly a month's worth of extreme appetites, from greedy children to gluttonous wealthy businessmen. What is stored in the jar is the instinct etched into our bones!"

Do you think you can erase this with a few empty words?

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