357 Chapter 5: Anything You Want... The Kitchen? _2
Finally, when the pace at which the food appeared couldn't keep up with Jason again, Jason was thoroughly infuriated.
"Not enough! Not enough!"
With such a roar, a huge shadowy figure appeared behind Jason, its blood-red eyes scanning the surroundings, and its gaping maw letting out a series of roars.
Hosea, hunching his body, rubbed his grizzled hair and slowly walked towards the underground tunnel.
Upon entering the abandoned tunnel, Hosea sensed something was off.
The entire tunnel was excessively clean.
Such white walls, not even the tunnels in the city center could achieve, let alone this obviously deserted one, which should have been dirty and disheveled.
But the ground before him was impeccably clean.
It didn't resemble an underground tunnel at all.
More like... a corridor!
The place was astonishingly quiet.
Although age had weakened Hosea, it had endowed him with experience he'd never had when he was younger.
Subconsciously, Hosea decided to leave this place.
There were many other places to rest.
There was no need to risk staying in such a bizarre place.
With that thought, Hosea hastened his steps.
But, at that very next moment—
Amid the sounds of tearing and snapping, a huge crack appeared on the white wall.
It ran across the entire corridor.
Such noise made Hosea involuntarily stop in his tracks.
Because, on the stairs in front of him, a similar crack had appeared.
It was more than two meters wide, and he couldn't possibly step across it.
Hosea immediately turned to look.
The previously white walls, now filled with grotesque, large cracks, kept producing more and more cracks along the corridor.
Sounds similar to walls and ground shattering became one continuous noise.
Hosea scrambled toward a larger, seemingly stable piece of ground.
"I haven't had my fill yet?!"
"Bring me more food!"
Accompanying the angry roar, Hosea saw a tall, muscular figure rise from the debris, infuriated, kicking at the remains of the walls.
The kick was powerful, causing the already unstable and newly collapsed corridor to begin collapsing once more.
But the tall figure didn't care at all.
After cursing several times and without paying any regard to Hosea's gaze, he shouldered his backpack and left.
"Did he bring down the entire corridor?"
One question after another arose in Hosea's mind.
However, when the last question appeared, Hosea shook his head.
How could a normal person do such a thing without dynamite, without explosives?
Could they possibly use their teeth?
With a self-mocking answer in mind, Hosea stood up, ready to leave.
A collapse would quickly draw attention.
However, he did not wish to be noticed.
Unfortunately, just as Hosea had crawled less than 10 meters away, several black muscle cars appeared in front of him, and seeing the fully armed soldiers jumping from the vehicles, Hosea wisely stopped in his tracks. When the barrels of their guns pointed at him, Hosea immediately raised his hands high.
"I'm just a bystander!"
"This has nothing to do with me!"
Hosea used his exquisite acting skills to display all the attributes of an innocent person who had just encountered an accident.
Edmund knocked him out.
A gunstock struck the back of Hosea's neck, and watching Hosea fall unconscious, Edmund took no chances.
"Search thoroughly, then bring him back to base for interrogation,"
A member of the action team immediately restrained Hosea and threw him into the vehicle.
Everyone began to search the scene.
But Edmund appeared grave.
As a seasoned Class C member, he had never encountered continuous 'anomalies' within a single day.
In fact, not even in a week.
Even two 'anomalies' within a month would be of concern.
But three times in a day...
Edmund muttered to himself.
Then, he recorded this intuitive feeling.
It wasn't a habit, but a necessity for a Class C member.
"Perhaps those researchers, experts, might find some clues."
That was what Edmund thought.
He joined the search team.
While the Class C members led the action team to clear the corridor's ruins, Jason had already run beyond the search perimeter.
Hosea knew something was wrong.
Jason, who had dealt with 'the Fridge' before, was even more aware of how quickly the organization reacted.
Therefore, he chose as secluded a path as possible.
Jason was avoiding surveillance cameras.
Similarly, certain others were also avoiding surveillance.