The North American Gourmet Demon Handbook

"I thought I was awake! I thought I felt reality! But this is just that old immortal... Cyrus Morton!"

"Another, more elaborate cage he built! He wanted me to believe I was enslaved so I wouldn't have to wonder if I was dreaming!"

She roared incoherently, tears and snot mixed together, she looked miserable and had completely lost her previous calmness and orderliness.

"It's wonderful! Everything is so wonderful! How could I believe that this pain is real? It's just the pain he wants me to believe!"

"I'm still in the dream! I'm still in that damn, perfect, fake dream!" She waved her arms violently, as if trying to grab something, or as if trying to push something away.

Her movements became chaotic, like a puppet on strings, but she had lost control and was spinning around the room randomly.

"I'm not enslaved at all! I'm just trapped in a deeper illusion! You... you're all illusions! All illusions that exist to make me believe that all this is real!"

She pointed at Li Shanze, her eyes filled with fear and despair, as if he was the mastermind behind the illusion and she was just a puppet in his hands.

Her body began to twitch uncontrollably and meaningless whimpering sounds came out of her mouth, like someone trapped in a nightmare and unable to wake up.

She stumbled into the wall, slid to the ground, curled up into a ball, and covered her ears tightly with her hands, as if to block out all the sounds that made her doubt, and to block out this "reality" that made her unable to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

Even the witchcraft energy in her body began to surge chaotically.

Seeing Jennifer's crazy behavior, Li Shanze sighed.

Obviously, after realizing that her consciousness was being manipulated, Jennifer once again fell into an existential crisis.

After all, the existential crisis of the Delusion Society is very typical - when you can rewrite all cognition, how can you prove that you are not an illusion created by others?

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312 Allegiance

The witchcraft energy in Jennifer's body became more and more chaotic, more and more huge, and even showed signs of exploding.

If nothing is done, she might explode—an explosion of self-hatred and self-destructive tendencies.

At this time, Li Shanze gently pressed his throat and coughed.

Then the chaotic witchcraft energy disappeared in an instant.

Jennifer raised her head and glanced at Li Shanze, a hint of surprise in her bloodshot, crazy eyes.

Then she saw Li Shanze's palm rapidly growing larger in her sight.

With a slap, the slap landed hard on her face, leaving her cheek burning.

The pain was piercing, but Jennifer still smiled crazily: "It's fake, it's fake! Even though this illusion is very realistic, you can't fool me! Hahahahahaha!"

Then she was stabbed in the neck and passed out.

"Help me set up a well-sealed dungeon room." Li Shanze said to Xia Li without hesitation.

"I understand, dear." Charlie's face was calm. "This is saving lives, right?"

"Yeah, I don't know if I can save her." Li Shanze said casually as he leaned over and picked up Jennifer gently but firmly.

Li Shanze found Jennifer's situation quite troubling - especially since she now didn't even believe what she had seen with her own eyes.

Even after being knocked unconscious, Jennifer's body was still shaking, as if she had begun to lose control of her body.

But Li Shanze also has a solution. Since he doesn't trust his eyes, then he shouldn't use them.

Soon, Jennifer was taken by Li Shanze into a more private and enclosed compartment in the RV.

The surrounding light was completely blocked out, and when Jennifer woke up, she saw only darkness.

She subconsciously opened her eyes, but could not see anything.

Soon, she realized that her eyes seemed to be covered by a black cloth, so she subconsciously raised her hand and wanted to take off the black cloth, but failed.

She heard the clanking of chains—her hands were fastened securely to the ground.

Deprivation of vision amplified other senses. Jennifer's breathing quickened. She could sense Li Shanze's unique aura in the air, along with an indescribable, oppressive feeling, as if a storm was about to strike.

Haha, it’s an illusion again, you can’t fool me!

She wanted to laugh at her imaginary master, but finally realized that her mouth was also tightly blocked by the ball gag and she couldn't utter a word.

"Jennifer." Li Shanze's voice was low and magnetic, carrying an unquestionable authority, yet also a hint of soothing. "I command you to feel it seriously, to feel the truth."

His palm, with a slightly cool temperature, first gently stroked her trembling cheek, then slowly moved down, sliding across her sensitive neck, causing her to shudder.

It seemed that it was not an illusory touch, but a real pressure of bones and flesh.

Wherever his rough palms touched her body, it felt like an electric shock, tingling and numb. She wanted to laugh, but the ball gag prevented the movement of her facial muscles.

Then a deeper, more aggressive warmth began to spread.

His breath sprayed on her ears, whispering, guiding, and commanding, and every word seemed to carry an electric current, making her tense nerves even more sensitive.

The breath spraying against my ears seemed to prove that those voices were not false, but real.

She felt her clothes being taken off one by one, her skin exposed to the air, and every inch of it became extremely sensitive.

When Li Shanze's body approached from behind, that strong, masculine aura instantly enveloped her.

Her smooth back pressed tightly against his chest, greedily feeling the firmness of his muscles, the warmth of his skin, and the strong heartbeat beneath his chest.

This, this seems to be a real sense of existence that cannot be faked.

she thought.

Before she knew it, her mouth was dry.

He did not rush to go deeper, but instead used his fingertips to gently circle her sensitive waist. The tingling sensation caused an unfamiliar heat to surge deep inside her body.

She began to unconsciously arch her body, trying to escape, but he held her tighter in his arms.

She was content with that—she realized she didn't seem to want to escape from his embrace, which was so real and so warm.

Then, his kiss fell with an irresistible force, from her small earlobe, to her slender neck, and then to her smooth collarbone.

Every suck brought a clear touch, but was also accompanied by a strange pleasure, allowing her brain to catch a trace of clarity in the chaos.

When his rough, calloused fingers penetrated her most secret valley, she suddenly arched her body and let out a murmurous, suppressed moan from her throat.

It was a kind of stimulation that I had never experienced before, which went straight to the depths of my soul.

Wetness and heat intertwined, each penetration brought a tearing pain, but also accompanied by an indescribable sense of fullness.

She could clearly feel every inch of her skin there being squeezed and rubbed. The real, inescapable pain and pleasure intertwined together, like a flash of lightning, instantly piercing through the false fog in her mind.

"Feel it, Jennifer." Li Shanze's voice sounded low in her ear, with an almost cruel temptation, "This pain, this heat, this trembling... are all real. What you feel is reality."

He began to move rhythmically, and each impact was heavy, sending waves of numbing tremors deep within her body.

She could only lie on the ground obediently and helplessly, feeling the beating from behind.

She could feel the soft land inside her body being constantly developed and cultivated. Every penetration pushed her tense nerves to the limit, yet within that limit she felt a sense of emptiness being filled.

She gripped the chain that tied her to the ground tightly, her nails almost digging into the gaps in the chain.

Sweat soaked her hair.

Her body was arched into an incredible arc.

The extreme pain and extreme pleasure intertwined together, like two torrents colliding in her body, pulling her back from the spiritual nothingness.

"Um... um..." She began to whimper softly, her voice no longer hysterical as before, but filled with a kind of torn pain and struggle.

She could feel her body trembling, not with fear, but with the unbearable sense of reality.

Every inch of her skin was cheering for this sense of reality, even though her throat was almost suffocated by Li Shanze's rough hands.

Her ball gag was removed without her noticing, and she subconsciously sucked on Li Shanze's fingers in her mouth, savoring the salty taste on their fingers.

Jennifer's body tensed and she let out a crushing scream as he finally released his scalding torrent deep inside her. It was a complete, inside-out orgasm that pushed every sense except her vision to its peak.

Her mind was blank, leaving only the feeling of the hot, real liquid spreading inside her body.

She was gasping for breath, her body limp in Li Shanze's arms like a puddle of mud.

The black cloth covering her eyes was removed and she couldn't help crying out loud.

Tears rolled down her eyes, not because of sadness, but because of the shock of being completely overwhelmed by the reality.

At the same time, there was also turbid white liquid in her valley, which dripped onto the floor along with her crystal tears.

"...Really..." She murmured to herself, her voice so weak that it was almost inaudible, but with a trembling voice as if she had survived a disaster, "...It's...really..."

The extreme physical pain and pleasure were like a sharp knife, cutting all the false cognitions and illusions in her mind into pieces.

She felt her heartbeat, the tingling of her skin, and the residual warmth in her body.

These were all realities that could not be faked. She was anchored in the present moment, in this painful yet real body.

At this moment, Li Shanze's teasing voice rang out once again: "Do you still dare to say that your master is fake, an illusion? You lowly bitch?"

Jennifer's body was still shaking slightly, but the shaking was no longer a crazy loss of control, but the aftertaste of the extreme sensory impact.

In the dark room, although her eyes could not see, they seemed to be able to penetrate the darkness and see Li Shanze's existence.

She could clearly feel the temperature of his body, the vibration of his throat, and the unquestionable authority in his words.

She struggled, using all her strength to slightly raise her head from his arms. It was pitch black, but she still tried hard to turn her face towards the direction where his voice came from.

Her breathing was still rapid, but the fear of being swallowed by nothingness in the depths of her eyes had dissipated, replaced by an almost pious clarity and indescribable gratitude.

"Master..." Her voice was hoarse and weak, with a hint of tears, but filled with unprecedented determination, "I... I don't dare anymore."

She stretched out her hand tremblingly, groping, and finally grabbed Li Shanze's arm, her fingertips tightly clasping his wrist, as if that was the only reality she could grasp.

"You... you are real. This pain, this... this joy, are all real." She choked, each word seemed squeezed out from the depths of her soul. "I feel it. I feel it... You pulled me out of that damn lie."

She struggled to kneel down, but her body was so weak that she could only barely support herself. She tried hard to rest her head on the back of his hand, with an almost worshipful posture, her voice filled with the fervor of being redeemed.

"I was wrong, Master. I, a lowly bitch, actually dared to doubt your existence and the true reality of this world."

Her voice was filled with deep remorse, yet also revealed a tamed obedience: "It was you, only you, who could awaken me from that endless emptiness. It was you, in the most authentic way, who made me feel alive again."

She raised her head, and even in the darkness, her submission and enthusiasm were still clearly visible.

"My master, my god... I, Jennifer Bolton, hereby swear an oath to you using my true name."

Although her voice was weak, every word was clear and solemn, "My body, my soul, my witchcraft, everything I am, will forever submit to you. I will be your most loyal slave, your most humble bitch, forever and ever, existing only for you and serving only you."

She pulled Li Shanze's hand to her lips and kissed his fingertips devoutly. The action was full of fanaticism and absolute submission after being redeemed.

Although her body was exhausted, her mind was clearer and more resolute than ever before. She seemed to have never felt better. She had finally found her anchor, her truth, her master.

Then, under Li Shanze's guidance, she opened her mouth, stuck out her tongue, and began to patiently clean Li Shanze.

Li Shanze smiled. He knew that this time he was not conquering a crazy woman with confusing logic and incoherent words who was good for nothing except her body.

But he is a well-educated spiritual wizard and a loyal dog.

313 Loss

After serving Li Shanze, Jennifer dressed neatly and left the dark "dungeon".

When she first returned to the light, she was still a little uncomfortable - it seemed that what she saw with her eyes could still deceive her - she couldn't help but miss the darkness of the closed darkroom just now.

After blocking her vision, Jennifer's other senses became extremely sharp, allowing her to truly feel her own existence.

Then she was stunned, as if everything in front of her was unreal - and not just the visual aspect.

The air was filled with a pungent, burnt smell, evidence of an overload of witchcraft energy.

Some metal parts were burned by the high temperature, and the edges were slightly curled. Some pieces of furniture were even overturned by an invisible force and scattered all over the ground.

The floor of the RV had obvious dents in certain areas, as if it had been hit by a heavy object, and most of the micro energy nodes that were originally embedded in the walls and floor now exploded, revealing the charred interior.

Charlie, who was cleaning up the mess with an annoyed look on her face, heard Jennifer coming. She stopped her work for a moment and crossed her arms in annoyance.

Jennifer shuddered at the ill-intentioned attitude of the visitor - was the hostess trying to kick me out?

Charlie's eyes were filled with fatigue and impatience, and her mood became even worse after she saw Jennifer's clear eyes and a hint of indescribable aftertaste after the baptism of joy.

"Now you know who you are?"

Jennifer trembled slightly when she heard this, then lowered her head respectfully, her piety and obedience after being redeemed evident in her words.

Her knees softened and she knelt directly in front of Xia Li with an extremely humble attitude.

"Yes, mistress, I am a bitch raised by the master. I swear allegiance to the master, and also to you."