Chapter 1703 - Poison (2/2)

The wooden cart was swaying. On top of it were many black pots, which were as huge as pools and contained a kind of sticky black liquid. There were also bits of white things floating and flashing in it.

‘Could this be the food mentioned by the guy?’ Bu Fang thought to himself.

An uproar broke out suddenly. It was as if the food had turned those people crazy—they kept shouting and knocking the bowls in their hands. It was a terrible and shocking scene.

There were many wooden carts, distributed along the city walls of District D. Bu Fang thought for a while, then took out a blue-and-white porcelain bowl and joined the queue.

“One by one… Don’t rush,” said a hoarse voice. Some stooped old men were stirring the food in the black pots.

Bu Fang’s line moved forward steadily. One by one, those who got their food held their bowls like madmen, ducked to the side, reached their hands into the bowls, grabbed the food, and shoved it into their mouths.

The sticky black food was emitting a bizarre scent. Bu Fang squinted at those people. The delighted look on their faces made his heart grow heavier. Foxy hugged his head tightly as if she was telling him that she did not want to eat that thing.

At last, it was Bu Fang’s turn. He put one hand behind his back, held the bowl with the other, and came up to the wooden cart.

“Oh?” The one-eyed old man who was in charge of ladling the food turned his head and stared at Bu Fang. “A newcomer?” he said, revealing a mouth of yellow teeth.

Bu Fang glanced at him and said nothing.

The old man laughed in a hoarse voice that could make the hair of those who heard it stand on end. “Enjoy the food. You will fall in love with the taste…”

A wooden ladle fell, and the sticky black food was flung into Bu Fang’s bowl, flowing slowly. “Since you’re a newcomer, I’ll give you more… Don’t let your stomach go empty…” The old man grinned, fixing his shining eyes on Bu Fang.

“What is this?” Bu Fang asked, frowning. Clearly, this was not some cuisine.

“This is a delicacy in Void City… A delicacy bestowed by Her Majesty the Queen to her servants!” said the old man.

“No talking.”

Suddenly, a cold aura spread. Bu Fang focused his eyes. A black spear fell abruptly, its sharp tip pointing at the old man’s neck as if it was going to poke a large hole through his throat.

“Please forgive me, my lord…” The old man dropped to his knees hastily and bowed at the man clad in black armor.

Bu Fang furrowed his brows. The armored figure glanced at him and put a tremendous amount of pressure on him. “Take your food and leave now,” the guard said. After that, he turned and continued patrolling.

Bu Fang exhaled. Holding the food, he left the wooden cart. The distribution of food continued. There were simply too many exiles in District D. He brought his food and walked to a corner.

Not far away, a few men, holding bowls and kneeling on the ground, were eating their food crazily. When they had finished their food, they kept licking their bowls as if they were going to break the bowls with their tongues.

As if they had discovered Bu Fang, these men looked up at him with a greedy look in their eyes. Suddenly, they roared, then jumped to their feet and rushed toward him.

“Food! Give me your food!” They drooled as if they had gone insane.

However, before they could close in on Bu Fang, they were stripped naked by Whitey and then flung away.

Bu Fang ignored them and carefully studied the food in his bowl. It was flowing slowly, emitting hot steam. Black like ink, it was speckled with dots of white light.

He reached out a finger, dipped the tip into the sticky black liquid, and pulled it out. He rubbed the liquid between his fingers. It felt hot and coarse like sand. It made him feel somewhat strange.

With his cooking skills, he actually failed to recognize what it was. He did not want to eat such a thing, but… He glanced around, exhaled deeply, and chose to take a small sip.

The black liquid flowed into Bu Fang’s mouth. In a flash, he felt as if a warmth had coated the inside of his mouth. Then, his throat moved as he swallowed. He heard a rumbling sound, as if something had exploded in him.

Bu Fang’s pupils constricted. He found that the bowl of… food actually tasted quite delicious. It was a bit like caviar, but the texture was more delicate. He thought it would taste awful, but it actually tasted good. Moreover, he felt the curse power in him was greatly suppressed after eating it.

That gave him pause. He lifted his hand and looked at the wrist. The cursed snake had shrunk as if it had fallen into a deep sleep. However, he also noticed wisps of black energy rushing into the snake, making it grow stronger while sleeping.

Bu Fang’s heart skipped a beat. Without hesitation, he poured the rest of the food in the bowl onto the ground. Those crazy men immediately crawled over and licked the food into their mouths.

Bu Fang’s expression was somewhat ugly. This food was simply a chronic poison. After eating it, the cursed snake would become stronger and stronger, and eventually, it would kill the men.

Rumble!

Suddenly, a terrible fluctuation of energy erupted. Bu Fang threw his head back.

A black divine dragon was flying in the sky with a figure standing on its back. It was a woman. She glanced indifferently at District D and showed a look of disgust and disdain. Then, riding the black dragon, she flew past District D and headed toward the deeper districts.

‘It’s the woman who attacked me earlier…’ Bu Fang exhaled. ‘A Chaotic Saint.’ Glancing at the messy situation around him, he thought he had to come out with a way to leave District D.