109 The last supper (1/2)

It was quite astounding to see how much food these people could consume. It was as if their stomachs were an endless abyss as they devoured everything that was in front of them. This level of consumption was comparable to mine and that should say something about their level of hunger.

Tom was having a blast chatting with the first woman who did not make a revolting expression upon seeing him. He was so focused on the movements of her lips and certain other body parts that he did not even notice the feast that was currently being held right beside him.

Of course, they did not forget to make fun of me, while they were having the time of their lives. According to them, I am a rebellious brat, who hasn't even grown a hair down there. This brat also thinks too high of himself and his voice sounds way too feminine.

They underlined their opinion by mimicking my behaviour and talking in a very high pitched voice. This activity did not hinder them from eating hearty and laughing wildly at all of their acts. Despite the lack of respect for me I had to admit that all of their impressions were spot on.

Though I thought my voice sounded a lot more menacing than a chipmunk under steroids. Does my voice even break or am I stuck with it for the rest of my time? No wonder, if others did not take me for full if they had to listen to this annoyance.

Since words are not enough to convince them about my ”sincerity”, I will have to let my deeds to the talking and those are multilingual.

While I was stretching I continued to observe all of their mannerisms and their behaviour. Most of them had let their guard down as they just enjoyed the moment. Even those who were still paying attention towards their surroundings were only looking at the lovestruck master, not into the direction where I had come from.

I had been gone for close to 30 minutes, so why is everyone so happy and lively again. After they had endured all of that punches it seems unlikely that they were not even fazed.A glance at the corpse of my meat puppet was enough to confirm that they had not been killed and revived again.

So how did they managed to recuperate in this short amount of time? Does this kind of NPC have some supernatural healing ability? Doubtful, signs of this trait would have appeared during the bout. Did Tom cast healing magic on them to impress the woman of his affection? This might be a possibility but he must have done it quite soon after I had left, otherwise, he would have noticed the loss of monster carcasses.

I also have to include the possibility that the flesh of the monster was responsible for their crazy recuperation speed or that they are awarded experience by actually eating it. A level up could have resulted in the accelerated healing.

Although the likelihood behind that hypothesis is not that high since I have consumed monster flesh myself before without any sort of effect taking place. Well, I have always been a special case so I can not rule that out completely,

I will have to conduct some little experiments on them to confirm the true cause for their sudden recovery. Though the first step should be to question Tom where and how he got that food. Before I turn into a mad scientist I should get all the information I can.

Preparation is key and not losing my patience with this bunch which was comparable to a storm of locusts ravaging the land. Just by thinking about feeding 30 mouths of this calibre I am getting a headache.

The mere thought of providing for those 30 people was already a nightmare, but what if 30 is not the final number what if it doubles? What about 100 or 1000 of them, how could I accommodate so many people.

I will have to tell Tom not to hire more people than necessary. I will just tell him the men he hires, the more people are going to eye the female NPC. I am sure he will find that very convincing.

In fact, I am doing him a favour. every player that is currently running around recruiting NPCs left and right will be in for a rude awakening once their stomachs began to growl. If 30 NPCs already need that much monster flesh, then it is not hard to imagine what thousands of those NPCs will lead to.

On the off chance that I am the only one who has managed to attract these kinds weirdos, I am not too mad, at least that would mean that these clear outliers have something that the others don't. I just hope there is more to them than just their enormous appetite.

While I was thinking about the horror that came with those 30 people, the ant queen was informing me from time to time about the missing children. They had not been spotted, but there are several other players in the vicinity.

Since there were no NPCs left in this ghost town, there has to be another reason for them to stay in this town. Although I was interested in their motivation to stay here, I will have to stay close to Tom for the time being.

I should not run around and raise any more attention towards Tom and me, especially if this very hungry NPCs are something special. I would appreciate it if I would not be recognized by any person that was still pissed of by my antics either.

The number of those people was not a small matter and it wouldn't help any one of us if they were to come and pay us a little visit. I had my hands full with the ungrateful bunch, I do not want to add any more players into the mix.

But I just could not sit around twiddling my thumbs and waiting for the storm to blow over. I had to make some plans or cover-ups, so I can avoid a worst-case scenario.

My identity should be the biggest secret, so it would be wise to not drop the hood that covers my burning hair. This also means that I should adapt my behaviour to be more NPC like, to avoid drawing attention.

I will let Tom continue to ogle the Big Sister so that the image of the leecher can come in handy if one of those players knows of his reputation. Furthermore, it should gather their interest rather than paying attention to all the strange details in his surroundings.

On top of that, I do not know, whether all those players are part of a group or are acting on their own. The implications from a group moving in this city, are a lot more worrying than just a random bunch of players scurring the town.

Since hiding would only cause more suspicions I should just stay here and intervene if necessary. Who knows, they might even ignore us when they see us. If they are seeking for trouble, I will see what can deter them.

Whatever their goal truly is is nothing more than pure speculation at this point. I do not have enough information about the players that are in this town to draw a satisfying conclusion.

Since the brats have not been found even by them, it appears to be only a matter of time before they turn up somewhere. Though those children do not seem that important to anyone here. I can not blame them children can be a real pest.

They are irresponsible, easily distracted and plain and simple fucking stupid. They are loud and obnoxious and even if they can turn into a decent human being later on until then they are just a pain in the ass.

I will have my hands full with these all-consuming bunch, raising children on top of that is out of the question for me. If someone takes that obligation from me, I will not be mad at them, I would rather be thankful for their actions.