Starting as a prodigy wanting milk? A world-destroying deception in the opposite direction.

The green-eyed rope shot out again, this time transforming into a large net that enveloped Shen Zhen and his companions.

The netting was covered in a sticky green sap, emitting an enticing aroma of raw food, yet also carrying an indescribable stench of decay, making one both want to get closer and want to vomit.

"Hold your breath! Don't let your breathing affect you!" Lei Lie shouted.

Shen Zhen pushed his mental power to its limit, and the halo expanded, enveloping the four people.

The halo collided with the green net, making a sizzling sound. The green net was purified and developed several holes, but they were quickly patched up by new juice.

Lei Lie slashed horizontally with his longsword, the blade's energy cleaving through the green net, but it couldn't stop it from continuing to shrink:

"This net is draining our mental energy!"

He wants to convert our mental energy into nutrients for our appetite!

Ren Fei flung out several talismans, which exploded in the air, forming a wall of fire that temporarily blocked the spread of the green mist.

"The talismans won't last much longer, we need to think of something quickly!"

Miao Erhu's soothing sound waves from his copper bell pierced through the green mist, but could only briefly bring a few diners to their senses.

"This monster's gluttony is too intense!"

"Team Leader Lei, Ren Fei, Er Hu, light all the calming incense on your bodies," Shen Zhen urged.

"First, calm the diners down!"

Otherwise, if they are all completely assimilated, we won't even have a chance!

"I ran out of mine a long time ago and haven't had time to refill them yet," Lei replied while defending himself. The golden blade energy of his longsword struck the green net again and again, but he was unable to tear it apart completely.

"I still have a small piece left." Miao Erhu took out half of the Mind-Concentrating Incense from his pocket.

He ignited a wisp of spiritual power at his fingertips and quickly lit the incense stick.

Wisps of smoke rose, and a serene and elegant atmosphere instantly spread, like a thin veil enveloping the restless green mist.

The previously frenzied diners suddenly slowed down, the green halo on their faces faded, and a hint of confusion appeared in their eyes.

Some even instinctively covered their mouths and noses and gagged.

Although the scent of the calming incense was weak, it seemed to slightly suppress the bewitching green mist, bringing a touch of clarity to the diners' confused minds.

"Watch this!" Ren Fei seized the opportunity to fly out talismans, sticking them to the two diners closest to the pottery jar.

"This incense, combined with the talisman paper imbued with spiritual power, should be able to suppress his appetite!"

The giant mouth on the roof twitched noticeably, its green eyes fixed on the incense stick containing the Mind-Concentrating Incense, its voice carrying a barely perceptible hint of apprehension:

"Mind-Concentrating Incense?"

"These are just flawed products meant to appease the gods; do they think they can stop my grand feast?"

That being said, the green net slowed down, and the tempting aroma of raw food faded somewhat.

Shen Zhen seized the opportunity to activate his mental power.

The halo spread along with the blue smoke, covering half of the shop. More diners became more alert and began to subconsciously move away from the liquid seeping from the walls.

Shen Zhen stared at the earthenware jar; the green mist emanating from its mouth seemed to fluctuate rhythmically, as if...

Yes, breathing.

With each inhalation, the appetite of one diner is drained, and the green mist grows thicker.

With each exhale, more juice seeps out.

"I understand now, he uses old appetites to generate new appetites, creating a continuous cycle that grows stronger!" Shen Zhen was secretly shocked; this pottery jar was such an evil magical artifact.

But he also seems to have found a solution.

Whether it works or not, give it a try.

Shen Zhen smiled contemptuously at the giant mouth, then roared loudly:

"This boss is not honest at all; he gives you expired and spoiled food."

Think about it, would you really want to eat that spoiled, rancid food that you swallow and then vomit up?!

He likened old appetites to spoiled, rancid food, his voice piercing through the smoke and reaching the ears of every diner.

This metaphor struck like a thunderbolt, exploding deep within the diners' consciousness, which had been calmed by the incense.

My thoughts, which had been clouded by my appetite, gradually became clearer, as if the clouds had parted to reveal the sun.

Many diners showed expressions of struggle and disgust on their faces.

A middle-aged diner suddenly stopped eating, a glint of clarity flashing in his eyes. He clutched his stomach, as if recalling something, and began to dry heave.

"Yes... I ate too much spoiled food when I was little, and I would vomit until I felt weak all over. I still feel nauseous just thinking about it..."

"That's right!" an old woman exclaimed.

"Last time I ate a moldy steamed bun, I had diarrhea for seven whole days!"

I never want to eat anything rotten or spoiled again!

A chain reaction erupted instantly.

More and more diners are beginning to recall their most disgusting eating experiences.

Some ate rice infested with worms, some drank sour milk, and some...

Those nauseating feelings buried deep in memory were completely awakened with the help of the calming incense, turning into a strong sense of disgust that spread throughout the shop.

"No! You can't think like that!" The boss's voice became panicked, his green eyes twitching violently.

"The desire to eat is an instinct!"

It is the meaning of life!

You must want to eat!

He frantically urged the green mist, trying to regain control of the diners, but those disgusting memories were like poison, causing the diners' appetites to quickly fade, replaced by a resistance to food.

A young diner, looking at the green liquid on the ground, suddenly shouted:

"This stuff tastes like that rotten meat soup I had last time; it was absolutely awful!"

"Me too!" another diner yelled in response.

"This monster's feast is just turning us into garbage-eating fools!"

I don't want to eat it!

A sense of disgust surged like a tide, turning against the green mist.

They stopped biting each other and instead gagged, clutching their stomachs, their eyes filled with aversion to food.

The smoke from the calming incense was still burning, protecting this clarity of mind. The green mist was scattered and could no longer invade the diners' consciousness.

The boss's enormous mouth began to contract, the green mist thinned, and the flow of the liquid seeping from the walls slowed down.

"impossible!

"Appetite never disappears! You're lying!"

"Lying?" Shen Zhen sneered, pointing at the pottery jar.

"Are those extreme cravings in your jar also accompanied by corresponding aversions?"

Do you think you can assimilate us just by appealing to our appetites?

Without the contrast of aversion, appetite is utterly meaningless!

This statement hit the boss where it hurt.

He only knew how to devour food, but never thought that appetite and disgust were two sides of the same coin.

The more intense the appetite, the stronger the aversion that is often associated with it.

The food he collected over the past month, each one accompanied by the nausea of ​​diners after overeating and the vomiting after the food went bad, was forcibly removed by him and buried deep in the earthenware jar.

"You're talking nonsense!" the boss roared, the green-eyed rope transforming into several long spears that pierced straight at Shen Zhen.

"All I need is an appetite; aversion doesn't work on me!"

"Is that so?" Shen Zhen advanced instead of retreating, using her mental power to guide the diners' feelings of disgust, converging them into a stream of white light.

"Then try this!"

The white light, like a rushing river, crashed towards the green-eyed spear.

The spear was instantly corroded upon contact with the light stream, the green mist hissed and dissipated into wisps of smoke.

The stream of light was unstoppable, rushing straight towards the pottery jar in mid-air.

"Stop it!" The boss was frantic. He opened his giant mouth wide and spewed out a large amount of green mist in an attempt to block the stream of light.

However, the green mist instantly dissolved upon contact with the white light stream, allowing the light stream to absorb the remnants of disgust within the green mist and become even more powerful.

"No! My appetite!"

The beam of light struck the earthenware pot, producing a dull, loud thud.

The surface of the pottery jar was covered with dense cracks, and the green mist gushing from the mouth of the jar stopped for a moment, and then was replaced by a black, turbid gas.

That was a feeling of disgust that had been forcibly suppressed.

At this moment, it finally erupted.

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