Chapter 341: The Best Rice-Companion, Grand Feast Started Speaking?

【You activated Grand Feast once again.】

【You tasted a bowl of rich blood soup.】

【Blood soup quality: rich and mellow but contains preservatives, genetically modified toxins and other elements..】

【The rich broth was filled with unhealthy vitality, converting 100 days of Life Essence for you.】

【You activated Grand Feast once again.】

【You sampled a piece of meticulously roasted blood cake.】

【Blood cake quality: crispy outside, tender inside.】

【Beneath the crisp crust lay a soft interior, converting 50 days of Life Essence for you.】

【You activated Grand Feast once again.】

【You tasted a cup of sweet blood fruit juice.】

【Blood fruit juice quality: sweet.】

【This juice is cloyingly sweet, very much to my taste, converting 70 days of Life Essence for you.】

【You once again employed the Grand Feast technique.】

【You enjoyed a plate of colorfully tempting blood fried rice.】

【Fried rice quality: stinky-fragrant stinky-fragrant.】

【The stinky-fragrant blood fried rice was mixed with various medicines, raising its nutritional value but polluting its flavor, converting 75 days of Life Essence for you.】

【…….】

As he kept eating, the subtitles flashing through Feng Mu's pupils gradually shifted from bland to vivid, much like a crying infant who, after sampling all manner of foods, finally evolves a refined, high-level palate.

Feng Mu narrowed his eyes slightly, a thought stirring in his heart:

"Is it my imagination? I keep feeling the prompt subtitles are starting to become anthropomorphic."

Feng Mu's pupils abruptly contracted, fixing on a certain food's evaluation—【This juice is cloyingly sweet, very much to my taste, converting 70 days of Life Essence for you.】

Feng Mu's heart skipped a beat; he caught the word the other party inadvertently revealed—"I"!!

Feng Mu activated Divine Detective mode, his mind spinning rapidly:

"The 'you' in 'converted 70 days of Life Essence for you' should refer to me; then who is the 'I' in 'very much to my taste'?"

"Is it the system, or….."

Feng Mu's thoughts whirled at high speed, yet his eating motions remained unhurried; with a few strokes, a blood-food was reduced to nothing but a skeleton.

With the last plate of night snack finished, his total extracted Life Essence accumulated to—1785 days.

Feng Mu muttered to himself: "Truly a sumptuous Grand Feast, wouldn't you say, 【Grand Feast】?"

Wang Cong froze, thinking he had misheard.

Feng Mu grinned at him, warm and sincere:

"Nothing much, I just wanted to say the night snack you prepared for me tonight was like a precious Grand Feast; I'm very satisfied, you have a heart."

Praised, Wang Cong grinned until his mouth wouldn't close; the white sand beneath his feet howled, dancing at will, swallowing every last residue left from Feng Mu's meal, cleaning it all spotless.

Feng Mu eats meat and drinks blood, Wang Cong gnaws and chews bones; Wang Cong feels Feng Mu is his best rice-companion.

And, unsure if it's an illusion, Wang Cong just feels that bones stripped of flesh by Feng Mu's hands emit an indescribably enticing aroma.

This flavor is far more delicious than gnawing bones directly himself; of course he would never admit he covets the saliva Feng Mu might have left on the bones.

How pathological would that be? Wang Cong isn't that kind of person!

He genuinely feels those bones, after passing through Feng Mu's digestion, gain a special savor, making his sand-grain texture not only as hard as metal but also granting a touch of magnetic property.

Bone ash settling into sand grains can have a magnetic field too? This is simply too wonderful!!!

Wang Cong thinks that in his parents' recipe/diet, besides bones, occasionally adding some iron-rich food is also a good choice from now on.

After all, his parents are old, a bit osteoporotic; supplementing iron can raise overall density a little.

Of course, if he could always eat what Feng Mu leaves behind, that would be best of all.

Wang Cong licked his lips, dead serious to Feng Mu:

"If you're satisfied, I'll definitely prepare more for you in the future."

Feng Mu was very satisfied with Wang Cong's answer; all his painstaking efforts helping him transform were not in vain—this man, after death, is one who knows gratitude and repays it.

Feng Mu nodded, flicked a finger, and his pale bone finger was abruptly stained pitch-black like ink, then the bone finger stabbed straight into the gap of Wang Cong's ribs, half the fingertip sinking deep until it pressed against the powerful black heart thumping inside his body.

【Current transmission target life level is High Level (Awakened Ancient E Corpse), estimated 40% Life Essence loss during transmission, continue transmission?】

【Yes/No?】

Feng Mu is by no means stingy, even though 40% loss is indeed exaggerated.

【Transmitting…】

【Transmission complete!】

The whole process took less than a second; this is the speed true fast-charging should have.

【Awakened Ancient E Corpse·Wang Cong, Recipient Lifespan increased to 365 days.】

【Transmission consumed a total of 608 days Life Essence, your stored Life Essence drops to 1177 days.】

You treat me to a meal, I repay your whole family a year of lifespan; can there be a more conscientious boss than Feng Mu in this world?

Feng Mu withdrew his finger; Wang Cong, as if struck by inspiration, felt death receive a massive recharge; he looked at Feng Mu with boundless gratitude, and the parents manifested behind him wore the exact same expression.

"I can reunite with my parents for another year, I can serve Feng Mu loyally for another year; this feeling is incomparably wonderful, gratitude!"

Wang Cong's heart surged; alas, his loyalty to Feng Mu had long hit the ceiling, unable to rise further, so Wang Cong resolved to improve himself in every possible way henceforth, to do more for Feng Mu and repay the great kindness to his whole family.

In a certain sense, it's also hard to find an employee as excellent as Wang Cong in this world, especially one who's still alive.

Sensing the blazing gaze in Wang Cong's eyes, Feng Mu smiled gently: "Go rest."

Wang Cong nodded heavily, turned and left—but where would he go to sleep? At his age, where could he sleep? His heart was brimming with motivation to act.】

Feng Mu stood alone in the Incineration Room, then took out his phone, opened the selfie camera, and aimed it at himself; two blood-colored Magatama were spinning rapidly in his pupils.

Five Blood Bars appeared in succession:

【1147/1147】

【10/10】

【20/20】

【50/50】

【98/98】

Without hesitation, Feng Mu recited the Real Names of the five Blood Bars in order:

"The first is myself, and the rest in order are 【Blood Frenzy】, 【Iron Eater】, 【Blood Bar Ghost Eye】, 【Grand Feast】!!!"

A Feast caused 【Grand Feast】's Blood Bar to surge, later surpassing the others to take second place.

Feng Mu looked at himself in the phone and muttered to himself:

"Just now you were speaking to me through the subtitle prompts, right? That 'I' was you, right? 【Grand Feast】, you like sweet juice, right?"

"Why hide it? Since you've learned to speak, you should have told me right away……"

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