82: Chapter 82 A Lord-Level Seafood Feast!

Beside the ruins of the Alien Hive on the 2,820-kilometer stretch of the road.

The mountain-sized Level 40 Lord monster—the Abyssal Venom-Armored Centipede—was currently lying miserably on the highway.

Its upper body, which had been covered in a hard carapace, had been completely reduced to nothing but ash by Lu Yuan's single cannon blast.

The remaining half of its mangled corpse lay on the ground, its green blood corroding the pavement.

Players from the Blade Group were busily dismantling the high-grade alloy carapace with wrenches and axes.

At that moment, a player named Ma Qingsong from the Logistics Team was staring blankly at the snow-white centipede meat.

Ma Qingsong's nickname was Old Ma. Before transmigrating, he had been a top-tier state banquet chef, and his awakened talent was related to God-level Cooking.

He knelt down and pressed his finger against the snowy-white tender meat. Suddenly, a golden notification popped up on his system panel:

[Ding! Lord-level biological tissue detected.]

[The blood of this creature contains potent toxins, but the residual toxins have lost their activity and will completely degrade at high temperatures of 100 degrees Celsius.]

[The meat will become non-toxic and contains extremely high energy!]

Old Ma's eyes instantly lit up with an incredible brilliance.

"Good stuff, this is absolutely good stuff!"

Without another word, he pulled a cold, gleaming butcher knife from his back. With a swift stroke, he precisely carved out a basin-sized piece of white meat from the centipede's abdomen.

He set up a charcoal fire and placed an iron pot over it.

Old Ma sliced the meat into thin, even pieces and placed them on the red-hot iron grill.

"Sizzle—"

Accompanied by the pleasant sound of popping fat, a rich, almost domineering aroma exploded in an instant.

Old Ma stared at the meat slices as they gradually turned golden and slightly charred, his Adam's apple bobbing violently.

He picked up a slice with his chopsticks and carefully placed it in his mouth.

In an instant, Old Ma felt as if he had been struck by lightning, freezing in place.

His eyes widened suddenly. A freshness and fragrance he had never experienced before danced wildly on his tongue. The meat was springy and firm, and the moment he bit down, it felt as though an infinite amount of juice exploded in his mouth.

"Holy crap!"

Old Ma slapped his thigh hard, his voice trembling and his eyes filled with wild joy.

"This taste... it's actually more delicious than the highest quality deep-sea lobster!"

"No, comparing it to lobster is simply an insult to Lord-level meat!"

"I've been cooking for thirty years, and I've never eaten meat this delicious!"

He turned his head and waved frantically at the brothers nearby who were still dismantling the carapace.

"Brothers!! Delicious! It's absolutely delicious!"

"Believe me!!!"

"As long as this meat is heated to 100 degrees, the toxins are all gone!"

"The texture is simply invincible! Quick, help me carve the meat, we're having a feast tonight!"

"Coming, brother!"

Dozens of players nearby didn't say another word, swarming over with a loud clamor.

"The boss has spoken, everyone gets a share!"

"Quick, quick, quick, this piece of white meat is mine!"

"Be careful with the blood! Drain it first, then cut!"

For a time, the entire 2,800-kilometer stretch of the road turned into a massive open-air barbecue pit.

Bonfires blazed, and the rich 'lobster' scent drifted ten miles away on the wild wind.

"Ah?! My attributes!!!"

A member of the Blade Group, who was munching wildly on roast meat, suddenly cried out, nearly dropping the leg meat in his hand.

"My Strength attribute just increased by a full 5 points!"

"Mine too! I gained 6 points of Attack Power!! A permanent increase!!"

"Who would have thought this Lord-level meat could actually increase attributes?!"

The news spread from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred.

The entire Red Wolf Guild was in an absolute frenzy.

The two hundred thousand members were lost in a celebration at that moment, everyone frantically carving and roasting meat.

This wasn't just a feast; it was a massive attribute upgrade for the entire membership!

Meanwhile.

On the highway, a convoy of independent players fleeing from Sector C-67 passed by.

"Screech—"

The young independent player driving slammed on the brakes, leaning over the steering wheel and sniffing the air desperately.

"Boss... do you smell that? Holy crap, where is that lobster scent coming from?!"

He pointed at the brightly lit guild camp ahead, his voice trembling.

"Wuwuwu, damn it, look, it's those bastards from the Red Wolf Guild!!!"

"They're having another open-air barbecue!!!"

"Dammit, this time it actually smells like lobster!!"

The independent leader in the back seat swallowed hard.

He looked at the Sector C-72 players not far away, their mouths greasy as they laughed loudly, then looked at the hard, moldy black bread in his own hand—the kind that even dogs wouldn't have eaten in the past.

A sour feeling called despair welled up in his heart.

"Don't look... wuwuwu... I want to eat it too!"

The leader's hand trembled as he broke off a small piece of moldy bread and handed it to his subordinate.

"Eat this. Keep it in your mouth without chewing; it'll help you hold out a bit longer..."

The subordinate took the bread, his eyes terribly red.

...

As for the hundred thousand new recruits who had just joined, they had been eating their dry rations cautiously yesterday.

As it turned out, they ate until they were stuffed at noon today, and for dinner, they were directly eating Lord-level meat!

In the Super Sector channel.

High-definition photos of 'lobster' meat steaks began to flood the screen.

"Joined the guild at noon, eating a feast in the evening."

"Following Boss Red Wolf means eating well and living large! [Attached Image]."

"Wuwuwu... this lobster taste is the real deal!"

[Image: Sizzling, tender white Lord-level meat steaks]

[Image: System notification screenshot of attribute point increases]

When the netizens on the World Channel saw these posts, their mental state instantly collapsed.

"Wuwuwu... I beg you, please upgrade the guild quickly!! I want to join and eat lobster too!"

"Stop posting! I'm freaking chewing on tree bark right now. If you post more, I'm going to kill myself..."

...

The cold wind blew over a small hillside two hundred kilometers away.

Over a hundred battered off-road vehicles were speeding along the dark highway like headless flies.

They were the remaining remnants of the Wolf Hunter Alliance.

"Screech—"

Suddenly, the lead armed pickup truck let out a piercing engine stall sound, emitting a cloud of black smoke before completely breaking down.

Immediately after, there was a series of emergency brakes from behind as another three or four vehicles died by the roadside due to running out of fuel.

"Boss! We're out of gas!"

The blond-haired subordinate driving was drenched in sweat, desperately pounding on the dashboard.

Sitting in the passenger seat, the remnant leader Ye Gou had eyes bloodshot with crimson; he was on the verge of a total breakdown.

He glanced at the dashboard, then at the dozens of vehicles following behind.

In this current situation, the remaining fuel was simply not enough for them to escape for their lives.

Ye Gou turned his head to look at the back seat.

Lying in the back was a man covered in blood. That was his biological cousin, who was currently running a high fever due to an infected wound and was constantly murmuring for water.

"Brother... thirsty... give me... water..."

Ye Gou stared intently at the remaining half-bottle of murky, dirty water at his waist.

This half-bottle of water was his hope for survival.

Ye Gou's gaze instantly became incredibly vicious.

He ignored his cousin and instead abruptly drew the pistol from his waist.

"Bang!"

The dull sound of a gunshot rang out.

He personally ended his own cousin's life without the slightest hesitation.

"If we take the heavily wounded, everyone will die."

Ye Gou coldly pushed open the car door and roared at the several vehicles behind that still had their lights on:

"All vehicles, kill your engines!"

"Siphon out all the remaining fuel and concentrate it into these ten bulletproof vehicles!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the already tense remnant convoy instantly erupted into chaos.

"On what grounds?! That's my car!"

"You want to abandon your brothers to wait for death?!"

What responded to them was Ye Gou's frantic strafing.

"Rat-tat-tat!"

The few players leading the protest instantly fell in a pool of blood.

"Whoever has the gun is the boss!"

"There aren't enough resources now. If you can't survive, then just freaking die for me!"

On the wilderness, former brothers began to fight frantically.

To fight for those last few liters of gasoline, to snatch half a piece of moldy bread, this group of stray dogs completely fell into the madness of cannibalizing each other.

...

The gunshots ended, and Ye Gou, having finished robbing his teammates, huddled tiredly in the car.

"Gulp, gulp..."

He drank the half-bottle of murky water in one go.

Ye Gou opened the system panel. Countless messages popped up in the public channel. Looking at the screen full of photos of tender, fresh white meat, then looking at the biscuit in his hand, his teeth itched with hatred.

"Red Wolf Guild... we really can't afford to offend these lunatics anymore."

Ye Gou coldly closed the screen and looked at the subordinates beside him.

"Since we can't rob Red Wolf, we'll go hunt all the players outside of Sector C-72!"

"Who told them to be easy targets? Who told them not to have a boss protecting them!"

In this cruel wilderness, weakness itself is the original sin.