But in the next moment, Jason had grasped it in his hand.
Jason gazed coldly at the orange ceramic plate.
A gigantic black shadow vaguely emerged behind Jason, its blood-red eyes, just like Jason's, intently stared at the orange ceramic plate; and from its gaping mouth came a thunderous roar.
"Do you want to be eaten?"
Jason asked indifferently.
Immediately, the trembling plate became still.
It quietly let Jason pinch it in his hand, allowing him to place hundreds of kilograms of sausage onto it.
"Continue."
Jason said to Aras, who seemed a bit stunned.
"Oh, oh okay."
Aras nodded and promptly picked up a roasted whole sheep.
However, the huge shadow that had hazily appeared in her mind was instantly dispersed by the aroma of the food.
"I can't eat anymore, I can't!"
"But I still want to eat!"
Aras, who had eaten the roasted whole sheep, rubbed her obviously bloated stomach.
Then, she stood up.
