The fast-forward journey after seizing the traverser system

"Go on, everyone, please don't miss out on this delicious treat."

Seeing everyone eating the mutton, Mr. Burren nodded with satisfaction.

He also began to feast on the food, his body swelling rapidly, his elegant eating becoming an instinctive eating habit as he devoured it greedily, no longer hiding his true self.

The people sitting around were also eating non-stop, eating faster and faster, their bodies growing uncontrollably, their eyes filled with the desire for gluttony.

"We are hunters, we are gourmets, we sit around and feast, we cheer for the food, we are the clan of the Bone and Blood Mother."

Gradually they began to whisper and sing, and everyone cheered and encouraged them. They gradually understood everything and gained some knowledge.

Changes occurred and everyone became different.

"Eat, eat, eat..."

Pollution has left these people with only appetite in their minds. Their rationality has been squeezed out, and their bodies have undergone drastic changes in response to their desires.

In addition to their bodies swelling, their ears and noses also began to show animalistic features, and their entire bodies transformed into pigs, but they still continued to eat.

Only a few people were spared. They became mountains of flesh like Mr. Boren, but much smaller than Mr. Boren.

"Really? There are only a few hunters this time. The rest are just food. What a pity."

He grabbed the meat and stuffed it into his mouth, feeling regretful at the same time, but I didn't know what he was regretting.

The people who had become a mountain of meat no longer had fear in their eyes. Instead, they looked at the group of pigs with the same contempt and disdain.

They think they understand everything, that they are the chosen hunters, destined to be different from everyone else.

"Praise the Bone and Blood Mother, and thank you Mr. Burren."

These people now believe that Mr. Burren is the beginning of leading them to glory. They saw the Bone and Blood Mother of Pisces, and the figure that covered the sky and the strange and bizarre posture left them deeply shocked.

Beauty, beauty that is beyond description. Their cognition is distorted. They think that big and fat is beauty. So when they see Mr. Burren, they also think that such a tall mountain of flesh is the embodiment of handsomeness.

Mr. Burren laughed, and the fat of his meat mountain kept sticking to his hands, making a series of slapping sounds.

After a while, several people appeared, grabbed the pigs' hind legs and dragged them away. The pigs kept struggling and grunting as they tried to eat the food, but how could they compare to these people?

The roars of pigs gradually faded away, but the remaining people continued to devour the food greedily, their mouths full of grease.

After one sheep was shared, everyone felt unsatisfied.

“The main course is over, and now it’s time for dessert. I believe everyone here has listened to Mother’s teachings and understands what kind of Vida we are.

We once had a group called ghouls. They were tulips and violets, but no matter how beautiful the flowers were, they would still wither. Our companions were sent away by the sun, and we could not sit idly by.

So we become hunters, we wait for the opportunity to act, elegance is our disguise, and bloodthirstiness is our instinct.

We will return to glory!"

Mr. Burren is certainly not afraid to mention the nobility. The dead nobles only have noble status. Although they do not have noble status, with such a connection, they will unconsciously be proud of being hunters, as if they are also nobles.

The dessert appeared at the right time. It was full of grease and not at all beautiful, but it made them swallow their saliva. They realized what it was: lard.

At the same time, Mr. Burren raised his glass and toasted with everyone. The red wine stuck to the wall of the glass, looking strange and delicious.