Air drilled into Jason's open mouth, naturally emitting that characteristic sound.
In the midst of such a sound, Jason swallowed the fist-sized orb of light in one gulp.
Then, along with his mouth, head, and upper body... vaporized!
Red beams of light floated on the surface of the orb, like a series of red worms.
But they were far more lethal than any worm.
The next moment, Jason 'resurrected' again.
In the same spot as his 'death' moments before, the resurrected Jason was still in his original position, with the orb 'in' his mouth.
Then, vaporization occurred once more.
However, this time after the 'resurrection,' Jason was whole and intact, with his legs, previously severed by the red beams, back in their place!
So, this time the vaporization included his legs.
Jason had completed a 'sublimation' process.
Of course, it wasn't over.
In just a few seconds, Jason disappeared and reappeared, appeared and disappeared.
After 22 cycles, the red beams on the orb began to decrease.
As the red beams diminished, Jason stopped vaporizing.
Instead, he exploded!
With a muffled blast, Jason was blown to smithereens.
Pain began to spread through Jason's brain once again.
Compared to being blown apart now, Jason much preferred the earlier vaporization.
Because both were rapid, both too swift to react to.
Unlike the current situation, where pain threatened to engulf him like a tide.
Fortunately, Jason, having experienced such events countless times before, quickly adapted to it.
He became accustomed to 'death'.
Once his brain had grown accustomed to the pain, his first thought was: Would the explosion caused by the battleship's crash affect the taste of this orb? Would it affect the satisfaction of the feast?
Wasn't the very reason he risked danger to rush in here to savor the 'food' in its entirety?
And now he couldn't even touch the food!
This made Jason anxious.
But at that moment, Jason could clearly sense the halved battleship suddenly jolt.
The speed of the battleship's descent began to slow!
Jason couldn't tell, but he knew to seize this rare opportunity to devour the 'food' before him!
Another 11 consecutive explosions.
After vaporizing 22 times and being blown to pieces 12 times, Jason finally tasted the 'food' before him!
It wasn't heated as it seemed.
Instead, there was a coolness.
But when he bit through its skin, a thick, cream-like juice sprayed out.
It tasted exactly like cream.
But this juice began corroding his mouth, esophagus, stomach, and intestines.
Almost instantly, Jason could sense himself dissolving.
Death came upon him once again.
But, compared to the delightful taste of the food, what was such dissolving?
Amidst life and death, the deliciousness of the food became even more pronounced.
The resurrected Jason just stood there silently, savoring the taste of the 'food'.
No sooner had his stomach reappeared than it began to digest with effort.
And then it digested again.
Jason, high on the deliciousness of the 'food,' heard what seemed to be roars in his ears.
Accompanying the roars... were chants!
A monstrous creature, massive like a tiger and bristling with porcupine quills, barked out its challenge.
It lunged forward, its mouth opening to swallow dozens of people clad in animal skins.
With a flap of its wings, it spawned a violent windstorm.
Countless people were blown away.
Yet, this had no effect on the people's roaring and charging.
The large drum, veiled in unknown hide, sounded.
More people surged forward.
They had no thoughts of retreat.
Even in death, they would take a bite out of the monster.
The teeming masses, like ants.
Or rather, in the monster's heart, they were mere ants.
From dawn to dusk, from sunrise to moonrise.
After three hundred days, it grew weary.
From its initial overwhelming vigor, it came to gasp for breath.
It stumbled, its belly sagging.
Pain came from the outside gnawing, and also... from gnawing within.
It collapsed to the ground.
This fall, it would never stand up again.
People covered its body, beginning to tear at it with their teeth and carving chunks of meat with bone knives.
Those that had been swallowed, and were still alive, tore open the monster's stomach to crawl out.
Covered in filth, they roared to the heavens.
Proclaiming their tenacity and bravery to all living beings.
Amidst the burning of the wood, chunks of meat were roasted till juicy and fragrant.
All gathered around the bonfire to eat and dance together.
When the sky lit up again, those who had grown stronger from consuming enough meat made weapons from the monster's bones, sharpened bone knives and swords, and set off towards farther lands.
There, a creature resembling a tiger, but with a bull's tail, lay coiled.
It roared at these people, intimidating them.
Charge! Charge! Charge!
The battle kicked off once more.
Jason's vision returned to normal.
In front of him, text began to appear.
[Consumed Small Battleship Power Core (Special)!]
[Physical Strength, Vitality, Wounds Overly Restored!]
[Excitement of Feast +3]
[Excitement of Feast: 6]
The lingering taste of the 'food' still meandered in his mouth, meanwhile the text before Jason's eyes made him feel that the deaths before were nothing in comparison.