Chapter 3 Big Eater
It's late at night.
All the diners had left, leaving only a few drunkards in the restaurant still bragging and chatting.
Kelly went to the bar and took Dad's place.
My mother stir-fried the leftover meat and vegetables with macaroni, and a big pot of it became the couple's working meal.
"Alan, do you want to eat something more?" the mother asked her son.
"OK."
Alan sat back at the dining table and took the plate of fragrant macaroni handed to him by his mother.
When family members eat together, they don’t care about the presentation of the food.
My mom cooked the macaroni to resemble the flavor of stir-fried beef noodles, it looks delicious!
The father took a sip of his home-brewed beer and said to his son seriously, "Kelly has already told me about the circus."
"I asked a regular customer and learned that the 'Amazing Circus' had left town overnight and boarded a ship at the port."
"If you're in such a hurry to leave, you must have done something bad and you feel guilty!"
The mother also joined in and lectured her son.
"From now on, you must be accompanied by an adult when watching the circus, otherwise you might be kidnapped!"
"There are a lot of bad guys out there! Didn't six kids go missing on Molasses Island last year?"
Alan listened to his parents' nagging silently and concentrated on eating.
After finishing a large plate of macaroni, he stared at the empty plate in a daze.
Why don’t I feel full after eating two dinners in a row?
Before the time travel, his appetite was normal.
After traveling through time, it was discovered that the original owner of this body, Alan Panthers, was indeed a foodie, and his appetite was much larger than that of his peers.
But he was only a twelve-year-old boy after all. After eating enough food to feed three adults, he only felt about 30% full. It was too outrageous.
He thought of the "Taotie System".
In the world before the time travel, "Taotie" refers to an ancient ferocious beast known for its gluttony. It can eat anything and is never full.
Perhaps it was because of the "Taotie System" that I became a glutton.
There is a more plausible explanation.
In addition to maintaining the body's own physiological needs, the remaining nutrients from the food we eat are probably converted into energy to maintain the operation of the "gluttonous system".
…
the next day.
Alan continued the living habits he developed in his previous life. He got up at 5:30 in the morning, washed, packed his schoolbag, and went downstairs to the kitchen.
Last night, he had planned to make full use of the convenience of running a tavern at home to collect various poisonous mushrooms and enrich the food illustrations!
At the back door of the kitchen, my mother was bargaining with the vegetable vendor.
Alan walked over as if nothing had happened and looked through the large baskets of fresh vegetables, fruits and mushrooms.
The vegetable vendor is not helpful!
I collected such a large basket of fungi, but only two poisonous mushrooms were mixed in!
Alan curled his lips in disappointment, took out two poisonous mushrooms and secretly put them in his pocket.
Bang!
His mother slapped him on the back, which scared him.
"Stop being naughty and go eat!" said my mother unhappily.
fine……
Alan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Mom didn't notice his little trick of collecting poisonous mushrooms.
After quickly finishing his breakfast, Alan went out with his schoolbag.
It was just daybreak and there was not a single soul on the street.
Not far from the pub, there is a dark alley.
On the dark wall, there were traces of the drunkard's vomit.
Alan turned into the alley and looked back twice.
Making sure that my parents and sister couldn't see me, I took out the mushrooms from my pocket and started tasting the less toxic "fly spot mushroom".
Level 1 poison resistance, can resist the toxins contained in this mushroom.
I took a bite and really didn’t feel anything.
Checking the poison resistance bar, it only increased a little bit.
It was similar to yesterday when I ate tiger amanita.
Next, Alan tried the more toxic "green mushroom".
This kind of mushroom will turn blue when you touch it.
It tastes delicious when cooked, but eating it raw will cause poisoning, and it is a more potent level 2 toxin!
Chewing a small piece of green mushroom, Alan waited quietly.
This time, his poison resistance was finally broken!
The vision gradually became blurred.
Colorful lights appeared in front of my eyes, as if I was observing a strange world through a kaleidoscope, and my consciousness became blurred ...
Level 1 poison resistance cannot completely immunize against level 2 poison, but it can greatly reduce the harm of the poison.
The hallucination lasted only a minute before I regained consciousness.
"Oh my god! This is too poisonous!!"
Allen covered his hot forehead and muttered to himself.
When I opened the system, a new entry was added to the food guide:
Green-faced mushroom (Level 2 toxicity/hallucinogenic)!
Looking at the poison resistance bar again, it has obviously increased a lot!
Not bad, not bad!
Alan closed the system page with satisfaction.
It seems that if you eat a few more level 2 poisons, you can quickly raise your poison resistance to level 2.
Unfortunately, each poison is useless after just one intake.
If an average person consumes even a small amount of a Level 2 poison, there is a risk of death, and it is not so easy to obtain.
Alan put the remaining mushrooms into his pocket and walked deeper into the alley thoughtfully.
You can take a shortcut to school by going through this alley.
At this moment, a hand suddenly reached out from the alley, holding a wet handkerchief, and covered his face without saying a word!
Um?!
Alan was startled and struggled instinctively, but was held down by the attacker and was unable to escape for a while.
What was even worse was that the wet handkerchief covering his face gave off a pungent smell that made him feel dizzy and his consciousness gradually blurred...
At this moment, a system prompt came in my mind.
"Daturaine (Level 2 Toxin/Anesthetic) Detected!"
Thanks to his resistance to the toxin, Alan did not fall into a complete coma, but he felt dizzy and weak, and he could not exert any strength.
He squinted his eyes, pretended to be semi-conscious, and fell backwards limply.
The kidnappers quickly supported him, half dragged and half supported him, and forced him to walk out of the alley.
Taking advantage of the deserted streets, I quickly walked towards the pier.
The effect of the anesthetic had not yet worn off, and Allen was unable to break free from the kidnappers' coercion, but he was still conscious.
He smelled a strong scent of perfume from the other person.
The kidnapper is a woman?!
About ten minutes later, the woman took Alan to the second floor of a small hotel near the port.
Bang!
The door closed and the woman let go.
Alan was left limp on the floor, his eyes closed, looking unconscious.
"Phew...I'm so tired!"
The woman complained, took off her hat and windbreaker, and hung them on the hanger.
Alan observed secretly through his slightly narrowed eyes.
The kidnapper was a hot young woman with a beautiful face that looked familiar.
After a little recollection, Alan remembered.
Yesterday at the circus, this woman had performed on stage as a magician's assistant, and she left a deep impression on him because of her revealing attire.
Now it seems that this woman is obviously a habitual kidnapper, and she is quite strong. She must have practiced martial arts!
