We humans are so awesome.

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Most of the users of "Lightning Breath" are students or young people who have just entered the society, and Duncan is no exception.

Although there was only a circle of hair left on his forehead, and the color had turned gray and dull, he had indeed just graduated two years ago and was only 25 years old.

Duncan has to catch the subway at seven in the morning, arrive at the company before nine, and get off work at nine in the evening, with only half an hour for lunch.

While others would usually take the opportunity to take a short nap at their workstations, he would always put on headphones and watch his phone with a beaming smile on his face.

"Hi, Duncan, if it's convenient, could you lend it to me to have a look?" The manager came over with the lunch box in his arms and started a conversation.

He felt quite guilty that his employees could maintain high energy without sleeping.

Because this means that Duncan still has potential and value that have not been fully tapped. If this happens, it is definitely the manager's dereliction of duty.

"Of course!" Duncan handed over the phone generously and moved the progress bar back to the initial position. "This publisher is very popular and the latest video just came out. I highly recommend it!"

[This time, Devil Don Juan challenges the devil's egg! ]

"Tsk!" The manager made a disdainful sound when he saw the title.

Of course he knew that the devil's eggs did not refer to the devil's eggs. Although there were rumors that the devil's eggs could enhance male sexual performance, the devil was, after all, an intelligent creature and could not be eaten rashly.

This is just an ordinary food.

In the human world, people cover the eggs with lime mud, seal them, and take them out again after a few days. At this time, the egg white is reddish black, and the yolk is dark green, similar to the skin color of the devil, hence the name.

"It's just a gimmick, the devil would never like this kind of thing!" the manager firmly believed it.

After all, he was a highly educated person who had studied in hell, so he naturally understood what the devil was like.

He doesn't eat animal organs, plant leaves, insects, or even spicy food. He only likes food that is sweet to the point of being cloying.

When he first went abroad to study, he actually believed what netizens said. He worked hard to prepare a table of sumptuous food and invited all his roommates in the building to taste it.

The result is predictable. Every devil who came to the banquet gave a thumbs up and praised it, but they were unwilling to come next time no matter what.

Hypocritical devil!

Duncan did not argue and pointed to the portable magic storage mobile terminal: "Take a look and you will know."

Don Juan in the video is walking on the crowded pedestrian street, searching everywhere, and soon comes to a small stall.

Seeing the foreign guest coming, the boss's attitude was extremely enthusiastic. He skillfully cut the devil's eggs into pieces, sprinkled ginger juice and vinegar on them, handed them to Don Juan, and kindly invited the guest to taste them.

But as soon as he brought it to his mouth and smelled it, Don Juan began to retch and waved his hands.

"am I right?"

The manager looked smug but felt a little disappointed, but even he himself didn't know where the disappointment came from.

"You'll find out after you read it."

The video was still playing, and soon, with the boss's unremitting efforts, Don Juan reluctantly ate the first petal of the devil's egg.

Because it was a first-person perspective, they couldn't see Don Juan's expression clearly, but after a brief silence, they could clearly see that the hand holding the two bamboo chopsticks was once again reaching for the devil's eggs.

One petal, two petals, three petals...

One dish, two dishes, three dishes...

As if entering a violent state, the bamboo chopsticks in his hand waved out a trail of afterimages, and the six plates of devil's eggs quickly disappeared into Don Juan's mouth!

If you don't really like this kind of food, you can't do this anyway.

"Maybe many friends will ask me, why don't you eat hot pot today?"

At the end of the video, Don Juan turned the perspective, burped, and began his monologue to the screen.

"That's because I want to have a more comprehensive understanding of human food!"

"Yes, hot pot is delicious, but can we judge the dominance of human cuisine based on hot pot alone? I think this is one-sided and can't prove anything, so I chose the devil's eggs this time."

"Even many humans cannot accept the taste of devil's eggs, but it is also a kind of human delicacy. If even I can accept this kind of thing, then it is convincing."

"I never thought that even the devil's eggs are so delicious. I can finally say that with confidence."

“Human food is so amazing!!!”

The emotional shout echoed in the manager's ears.

The corners of his eyes seemed a little wet. He blinked and tears burst out and flowed down his cheeks.

No, those were not tears, but the ice in my heart began to melt.

The previous failure was only due to my lack of skills. Our human cuisine is indeed the best in the world!

"This video is really good!" The manager felt full of strength and finally understood Duncan's actions. "I have decided to play this video on the company's display terminal every day at noon!"

"Great!" Duncan, a fan, was sincerely happy for his idol. "By the way, the video is only ten minutes long. Should it be played before or after everyone eats?"

"Of course, we'll play while eating. From today on, the lunch break will be changed to ten minutes!"

After saying this, the manager turned around and strode away, his heart full of gratitude towards Don Juan.

Thank you for resolving my worries, and thank you for injecting momentum into the company's development!

They were not the only ones infected. Don Juan's newly released video spread to various cities at an unimaginable speed.

For the first time, a devil publisher tasted human snacks, and what he ate was devil eggs. The two stimulations overlapped with each other, and this double stimulation brought more and more stimulation.

The number of people watching the video hit a new high, and soon surged to three million, four million, five million, ten million...

Don Juan uses this behavior to declare his dominance to his successors.

And every devil publisher who watched the video fell into the abyss.

Don Juan sitting high on the throne seemed to appear before their eyes, and the jade music seemed to echo in their ears.

[Do you want human wealth? If you want it, work hard! How dare you make money from humans when you don’t even dare to eat devil eggs? ]

Chapter 13 Farewell to the Past

Once the video "Devil's Egg" was exposed, it undoubtedly brought tremendous pressure to all the devil publishers on the magic website.

They tried to continue producing hot pot videos, but the number of clicks and likes dropped precipitously. The comments section was full of people asking them to eat something else.

Don Juan’s video went viral, significantly raising the threshold for viewers.

At the beginning, netizens had very low requirements. It was enough to be excited to see that a certain kind of human delicacy crushed the delicacy of other races.

But now, they want to see that any human food can crush the devil's delicacies.

The days when you could make a fortune just by eating some cooked food are gone. Seeking innovation and change has become the inevitable choice for people in every industry.

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The narrow studio was filled with a strange and pungent smell.

Brandon and Maureen sat opposite each other with solemn expressions. Between them was a small square table, on which was a plate full of devil's eggs.

"Maureen, let's get started!"

"Okay, brother."

Morin stretched out his hand with very steady movements, but the sweat on his forehead and the dampness of his palms betrayed his mood.

He picked up a piece of the devil's egg, put it into his mouth, and chewed it gently.

The egg white and yolk were squeezed by the teeth and shattered instantly. The long-suppressed evil aura gushed out and rushed into every corner of the devil's body.

Morin gritted his teeth, his face grim, and tried to resist his own instincts. However, in such a strong attack, his resistance seemed so weak and helpless, and he was finally defeated.

"Ugh~~"

A handkerchief was handed to Morin who was kneeling on the ground. He looked at his brother with gratitude and wiped the stains from the corners of his mouth.

"I failed again..." The strong feeling of frustration almost made Maureen cry out.

As Don Juan’s loyal fans and faithful learners, they watched the latest video as soon as possible, and quickly realized the impending crisis, and immediately decided to practice in seclusion.

It has been three days so far, and after three days of hard training, they still cannot break through the first level.

"Brother, we can't do this..." Morin held his head and curled up in the corner. The continuous failures made him lose hope. "Why don't we learn from Allison and the others and just pick it up and put it near our mouths, not put it in our mouths, and then edit it, okay?"

A few days ago, Allison was still an unknown devil publisher. After adopting this strategy, he has carved out a place for himself in the silent industry and started to emerge.

“There’s no such thing as luck in success, Maureen!”

Brandon looked grim and rejected his brother's proposal without hesitation.

"We are devils. We eat but we don't broadcast ourselves eating. Opportunistic behavior like Alisson's cannot last long!"

Eating broadcasts can be faked because they have formed a tacit understanding with netizens in the long-term game. As long as it can make the netizens who watch eat, they can accept some small actions.

But by doing this, isn't the devil publicly announcing that human food is not tasty?

It’s tolerable, it’s unbearable!

Brandon could conclude that Arison's downfall was imminent.

"But this is too difficult!" Morin swallowed his bile and couldn't help but complain loudly, "Even if it's a real devil's egg, it's only like this, right?"

"The harder it is, the greater the reward. Morin, don't be impatient. You need to stay calm and deal with it calmly so that you can realize your greatest potential."

As he spoke, Brandon also forked up a piece of the devil's egg and began his own practice.

"crunch, crunch..."

Every time you chew, it is a shock to your soul and a test of your existence.

Brandon's clothes were soaked with sweat, his expression was distorted, and his breathing became scattered and disordered, but he still persisted.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes...

Maureen could even hear the echo of stomach acid regurgitation, but Brandon's mouth remained tightly closed, leaving no gap at all.

"Brother..." His eyes were already filled with tears.

Finally, Brandon opened his eyes and declared victory.

"Gudong!"

As the swallowing sound was heard, Morin on the side couldn't help but stand up and cheer loudly: "Great, brother, you did it! You really did it! How did you do it?"