The ghosts of this instance world appeared different from the spirits Jason had encountered before.
Although both were generically termed the same, the latter were intangible and tasteless, whereas the former were not only tangible but also had a rather good food aroma.
Thus, upon the appearance of that ghost, Jason promptly returned to the shore and started to cook simply.
The convenience of [Charles Burning Technique] prompted Jason to choose grilling first.
The meat was firm, salty without any seasoning, and had a hint of spiciness.
It tasted to Jason like gnawing on spicy duck neck.
[Devouring Ghost (Small)]
[Physical Strength, Energy, Moderate Wound Recovery!]
Compared to previous ’food,’ the ghost significantly raised the satiety level.
Moreover, the notation of ’Small’ within the brackets excited Jason.
If there is Small, there must be Large.
The Small has a satiety of 30, so the Large should at least be 3-5 times that amount.
Of course, most importantly, there’s a high probability of ’Excitement of Feast.’
Thinking of this, Jason couldn’t help but grin.
Although his current ’Excitement of Feast’ was already enough to elevate [Protection Against Evil] to Transcendent, Jason certainly wouldn’t mind having a bit more of it.
But, that’s for later.
Jason stared at the ’Ghost River’ before him, his eyes shimmering.
He had resisted the hunger the first time he saw this ’Ghost River’.
The entire ’Ghost River’ emitted a faint food aroma.
Though near imperceptible, it was something Jason couldn’t afford to pass up.
After all, wasting food is disgraceful!
It’s only right to finish everything!
At that time, the situation was unclear and Jason couldn’t confirm the danger.
The appearances of the old monk from Tongshou Temple and the puppet master revealed clear insights.
Jason didn’t care about things like ’Fear’ flags.
Nor about being in the same faction.
What he cared about was the taste of the ’Ghost River.’
And the next moment, he tasted it—
Jason jumped right into the ’Ghost River.’
Instantly, the cold touched his taste.
Utterly chilling, exhilarating to the heart.
Hints of sweetness, with a bubbly texture that brightened Jason’s eyes.
Too bad it wasn’t plum juice.
Jason thought so, but he quickly immersed himself in ’drinking.’
Barbecue and plum juice go together well.
But Sprite isn’t bad either.
So does a fat man’s drink.
The most important thing was he could ’drink’!
Never let choices make you forget the essentials.
You know, it’s children who prefer to choose.
Adults should want it all.
If not available, then grasp what is before you.
Jason was such a man.
He abruptly opened his mouth, and at the bottom of this ’Ghost River,’ an uncontrollable Jason created a flow in the surrounding water, an invisible suction emitted from his throat.
The water around immediately formed a whirlpool, passing through the throat into Jason’s stomach.
When Jason jumped into the ’Ghost River,’ Hui Lijing cried out in alarm.
Then, she wanted to jump down to rescue him.
"Jason isn’t someone who acts without reason!"
Ryosuke grabbed Hui Lijing’s shoulder, but the strength disparity was too much, causing him to be pulled down onto the deck, landing exactly on his injured arm.
Ryosuke took a sharp intake of breath.
It was because of the pain, but also surprise at Hui Lijing’s strength.
How could a woman be so strong?
Even if she is tall, it shouldn’t be, right?
Could it be... a demon?
Are there tall female demons?
Ryosuke paused, his thought process instinctively twisted.
The environment, the recent experiences, had unconsciously twisted the thinking of this middle-aged detective.
"Officer Ryosuke, are you okay?"
Hui Lijing helped him up.
"Ms. Hui Lijing, are you an eight-foot-tall person?"
Ryosuke asked subconsciously.
Tall, strong demons were numerous, but when adding the prefix ’female,’ such demons were rare, with the most famous being ’eight-foot-tall person.’
"Do you know what cow dung smells like?"
Hui Lijing asked with a displeased expression.
What kind of question is that?
If you answer it wrong, will you be eaten?
Ryosuke hesitated for a moment.
At that time, Hui Lijing threw Ryosuke onto the deck and looked up at the dim sky, yelling loudly, "You, the covert creature, show yourself!"
A scornful sneer responded.
Angered, Hui Lijing pulled out a gun and began shooting at the sky.
Naturally, it was futile.
Instead, it only caused the already calm river surface to churn again.
More dark green ’water ghosts’ charged towards the boat.
Hui Lijing and Ryosuke immediately retaliated.
The old monk from Tongshou Temple stood with his hands together.
He didn’t want to not help.
But he really couldn’t help.
Apart from ’Substitute Hair’ and ’Boat Traversal Technique,’ he was good at only a couple of secret techniques, none of which could handle this situation.
If used, not only would they not help, but they would directly expose his cover.
Letting that Tsuchimikado initiate a full-scale attack.
Naturally, it doesn’t need to be said.
Being able to die painlessly would be considered a great fortune.
A more likely scenario is a fate worse than death.