Double Through Door: Invade the Prisoner Eater with Weiss at the beginning

Piccolo, Tien Shinhan, Videl, Vados, and others even lay face down on the table to hide their utterly horrified faces.

They never expected the soup to be so potent!

If I had known, even if it tasted really good, I wouldn't have drunk it directly.

Instead, they would take the soup to a secluded place to drink it.

The carefully cultivated persona built over many years collapsed in an instant!

It feels like my lifelong reputation has been ruined in an instant!

Some people are thin-skinned, while others are thick-skinned.

For example, people like Aru, Weiss, and Xiangpa.

They didn't seem to care much about that socially awkward expression.

Instead, still wanting more, Weiss asked Xiaosong with a smile:

"Xiaosong, is there any soup left?"

"We want to drink more!"

The people of Champa, with their still-present, somewhat foolish monkey-like faces, all looked at Xiaosong expectantly.

They haven't had enough to drink yet.

Xiao Song quickly replied, "Yes, I'll go get it right away."

"Okay, thank you!"

Komatsu nodded and pushed the food cart out again.

But right after he pushed it out.

Whis and the others, however, turned their gazes toward Su Ming, Vegeta, and Beerus, or rather, onto the bowls of the "Eternal Soup" in front of the three of them.

They discovered that the soup in the three people's bowls hadn't been touched.

But this is puzzling. Why not drink such delicious soup?

Those who react quickly immediately understood the reason.

These three old men.

I knew I'd get that kind of smug look after drinking this thick soup!

But this made them a little unhappy.

Since you knew they would make that face, why didn't you tell them?

Now they're so frustrated they want to crawl into a hole and disappear.

Champa shamelessly said to the three of them:

"Hey! You three, don't you like this soup?"

"If you don't like it, then give it to me."

"Otherwise it would be a waste! Waste is shameful!"

Goodness, if you want to drink, just say so.

You actually labeled yourself?

Beerus and his two companions disliked this guy.

Beerus showed no mercy whatsoever:

"If you don't like it, I won't give it to you!"

"Don't be too greedy!"

Could he say he didn't drink because he didn't want to look like a jerk? Obviously not.

But Champa, that simpleton, didn't understand any of this. He only felt that Beerus's tone and attitude were deliberately provocative, so he stood up angrily and shouted, "Hey! What do you mean, Beerus!"

"Are you trying to start a fight?!"

Beerus wouldn't back down; his face turned cold, and he said in a chilling voice:

You really think I'm afraid of you?!

Xiangpa was gritting his teeth, about to explode.

But Weiss stopped him:

"Alright, Lord Beerus, Lord Champa."

"If you destroy this place, there won't be any soup left!"

"Moreover, we don't know if Su Ming will send you away so that you can never come back."

He went straight for their vitals to see if they were afraid.

And clearly, they were afraid.

It's not worth losing this culinary world for such a small thing.

Xiangpa sat down, gritting his teeth and crossing his arms. "How boring!"

Beerus responded with a snort.

Meanwhile, Arubik and the others standing to the side had solemn expressions and were sweating profusely.

The grotesque monkey face on his face had disappeared.

They know the consequences of gods of destruction fighting.

Even if deliberately suppressed, they can still destroy a planet at will!

Being around these two terrifying figures meant living in constant fear.

Just then, Komatsu pushed the food cart in again.

Then they placed an even larger container on the dining table.

Open the container lid.

It's that kind of fragrance that instantly captivates you.

This aroma made everyone envious once again.

He kept swallowing his saliva.

Some people who had just stopped drooling continued to drool.

Komatsu said with a smile:

"Drink as much as you want, there's plenty to go around!"

"Then I'm not welcome!"

"I won't be polite either!"

……

They then resumed their attack on the century's thick soup.

However, this time, we learned from past mistakes.

After Bick and his men served the soup, they didn't drink it at the table.

Instead, they each went to a secluded place to drink alone.

That way, no matter how deadpan your expression is, no one will know.

They felt less pressure.

At the dinner table, the remaining people were those who didn't care about their image or public persona.

It didn't take long before the freshly served soup was completely devoured.

After finishing the first part, Xiaosong continued the work.

This happened more than ten times in a row, and each time the amount was more than the previous one.

Even so, they still managed to build them all.

I drank all of the soup that Xiaosong had brewed this time.

That was the only way to stop them.

"No...that's all, Komatsu?"

Xiangpa looked at Xiaosong and asked.

Xiaosong's expression was somewhat grave, and he stammered:

"Sorry! That's all..."

He never imagined that even after all that effort, it still wouldn't be enough.

Champa was somewhat disappointed, but still said:

"Can't we keep going? You can keep going, you haven't had enough to drink yet."

Xiaosong, however, seemed a little troubled, scratching his head:

"We can continue doing it."

"However, we don't have enough ingredients now, so I'm afraid we can't make it."

"It will be possible tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

Xiangpa's face immediately darkened, and he rested his chin on his right hand. "Does it need to be brewed tomorrow or the day after? That's really not a happy thing."

"But then again, now that the century's soup is gone, what else is good to eat? If so, let's have some."

Without the century's thick soup, he had to find other delicacies.

In short, since we've finally come into this world, our mouths can't be idle.

You must try all the delicious foods in the world!

But Komatsu replied:

"Of course, I'll bring them over to everyone later."

Champa's sullen face immediately changed, becoming somewhat excited, and he urged, "Then hurry up and get it, I want to eat!"

Xiaosong nodded slightly, "Okay."

Then, as he was about to leave to get it, Aru called him again:

"Xiao Song, bring up some wine while you're at it."

Aru also really enjoys drinking.

With so many friends here today, he felt it would be better to have a drink.

"Okay, Mr. Aru."

After replying, Xiaosong walked out.

As soon as he stepped outside, Su Ming asked Aru:

"Aru, do you know what a 'scare apple' is?"

At this point, Su Ming should also start thinking about the system tasks.

But before doing it.

He thought it would be better to ask Aru, a local, for information.

"Scaring apples?" Aru suddenly became interested and said:

"Of course I know, those are apples cultivated by IGO using unique technology."

"The higher the 'fright level,' the more valuable and delicious it is!"

At this point, he revealed a fanatical expression.

Clearly, he had eaten the frightened apple, and he still remembered the taste.

But then he continued to ask:

"But Su Ming, do you intend to capture it?"