The process of transferring control of the Endless Food Bag wasn't as complicated as Zhang Guangmu had imagined.
One hand gave the money, while the other handed over the goods.
Zhang Guangmu gave Chu Fan a copper coin and took the Endless Food Bag from him. Then he suddenly felt a string of Script Hints appear in his mind.
I've become the host of the Endless Food Bag!
What a miraculous piece of black technology...
With just a drop of my blood, it can produce enough food to fill one person's stomach for a day!
Zhang Guangmu remained expressionless throughout the entire process.
There weren't even any special effects. It just directly gave me Script Hints. That's seriously over the top!
After becoming the new host of the Endless Food Bag, Zhang Guangmu didn't waste any time. He had someone find him a disposable razor, removed the sharp blade, and lightly pricked his finger.
Several drops of bright-red blood fell into the plastic bag.
Pfft!
Almost the instant the blood was swallowed, a palm-sized piece of braised beef shot out of the Endless Food Bag.
Zhang Guangmu's eyes and hands were quick, and he caught it in one motion.
"Spicy braised beef, huh..."
"Patients shouldn't eat such strongly flavored food. Five-spice would've been better."
Though he complained with his mouth, Zhang Guangmu's body was very honest.
Driven by hunger, he sank his teeth into the brown braised beef.
A faint, lingering aroma of meat spread through the room.
Watching him wolf down the food, Li Xiaoxiao forcibly endured the hunger burning in his belly. He swallowed quietly and stared at Zhang Guangmu with longing. "How does the meat taste?"
Zhang Guangmu answered instinctively. "Very succulent."
The spicy beef was as if it had just been braised. It had cooled but wasn't cold, and its temperature was just right for eating. The juices were plentiful, the meat tender, and its rich fragrance filled the air. The numbing spice and heat made his appetite soar, leaving him wishing he could immediately polish off a large bowl of plain rice.
Li Xiaoxiao was left staring blankly at those words.
He had thought he was gradually getting used to Zhang Guangmu's way of speaking.
But the facts proved that he was still far too young in front of this lunatic.
"The meat's texture is pretty good, with a nice chew. Pair it with steaming-hot white rice, and it's practically the finest delicacy in the world!"
Zhang Guangmu quickly gnawed the braised beef clean and sighed. "What a pity there's so little of it. It wasn't even enough to get stuck between my teeth."
After saying that, he turned his head toward Li Xiaoxiao, who was salivating with hunger. "Good brother, you must be starving, huh?"
"Once we're done with the important business, I guarantee I'll let you eat your fill."
"For now..."
Zhang Guangmu removed his Service Pistol, released the safety, and pointed the muzzle at Chu Fan's forehead.
"May you rest in peace."
In real life, people didn't need logic for anything they did.
But as a Subconscious Actor, when he was inside a Film World, Zhang Guangmu had to ensure that his actions were as logically self-consistent in the eyes of the audience as possible.
Boss Zhao Zhengrong had died in the surprise attack launched by Chu Fan.
As the new king taking power, he naturally had to avenge the first leader. Otherwise, it wouldn't make sense either publicly or privately.
Zhang Guangmu knew that if he talked any more, then judging by the intense desire to survive Chu Fan had shown earlier, there was an eighty-to-ninety-percent chance Chu Fan would completely lose his composure, ruin his reputation, and fall into eternal ruin.
It was better to leave people a way out so they could meet again in the future.
Chu Fan was already miserable enough. Zhang Guangmu decided to give him a quick release.
With the black muzzle pointed at him, Chu Fan's heart pounded wildly. Sweat drenched his entire body, and his pupils instantly dilated. He was just about to beg for mercy when he heard a bang. His vision went black, and he lost consciousness completely.
Having witnessed this scene with his own eyes, Li Xiaoxiao broke out in a thin layer of cold sweat. His body tensed, and he felt as if he were sitting on pins and needles, unable to find a comfortable posture no matter how he sat.
After sending Chu Fan to meet Boss Zhao, Zhang Guangmu didn't pay much attention to Li Xiaoxiao. He only murmured quietly, "When a man dies, his debts die with him."
"But..."
"I haven't fulfilled my promise yet."
Zhang Guangmu suddenly raised his head and lifted the Endless Food Bag. His eyes narrowed slightly, as if he were observing the sun that had just risen in the early morning through the bag. It also seemed as though he had reached an important juncture in his life and was engaged in an intense internal struggle.
High in the sky, Director Qian, who had transformed into a Golden Little Lightball, focused nearly all his attention on Zhang Guangmu.
As if speaking in a dream, he said something difficult to understand. "You have to get through this hurdle!"
"Zhang Guangmu, whether this film can leap over the Dragon Gate like a carp and take a high score in one stroke depends entirely on your final choice!"
The Production Team workers beside him were baffled and confused.
Suddenly, a Little Black Ball shuddered all over. "Holy crap! Did you forget what Chu Fan said before he died?"
"The Endless Food Bag must have its host willingly jump inside and sacrifice himself. Only then can it truly live up to its name, spray out endless food, and completely bring this Hunger Apocalypse to an end!"
"If—I'm just saying if..."
"Could we use Script Hints to lead Zhang Guangmu..."
Director Qian snorted coldly and interrupted the assistant. "Shut up! Although I, Qian Yiyuan, like to skirt the line, frequently step on the boundaries of the rules, and consider getting fined or banned from filming part of everyday life, I'm not so vile as to stoop to that!"
"Young man, your thinking is dangerous. Do you know that?"
"Using Script Hints to induce an actor to commit suicide is expressly prohibited by imperial law!"
"If you don't want to eat Prison Food, then I advise you to watch your words and actions from now on!"
"Cultivate your skills, but cultivate your virtue first!"
The method that assistant had suggested was indeed feasible, but it violated the Imperial Iron Law and crossed Director Qian's moral bottom line.
If they did that, it could very likely leave the actor with severe aftereffects, causing him to unconsciously develop a tendency toward self-destruction in reality. At the slightest setback or trouble, he might easily end his own life.
After venting his anger and giving the assistant a lecture, Director Qian stared down below without blinking. "Now, all we have to do is wait! Quietly wait for Zhang Guangmu to make his decision! Everything else is unnecessary! Understood?"
The Production Team workers answered one after another.
"Understood!"
"Got it! Don't worry, Director Qian!"
"Getting paid without doing anything—that's exactly our field of expertise!"
"I just checked the information. The real Zhang Guangmu had an incredibly miserable life. His parents abandoned him as soon as he was born, and while he was at the National Orphanage, he was diagnosed with a genetic disease. He survived by relying on a Mutant cat... Speaking of which, isn't the worldview and setting of our film a little too cruel?"
"Ah... I suddenly feel a little sorry for him."
While the Director and the others from the Production Team were getting all sentimental from their godlike vantage point, Zhang Guangmu had already begun to act.
Because of the miracle of "one drop of blood for one large piece of braised beef," the survivors of Changhe Camp had already filled the area outside the room.
Zhang Guangmu glanced at Li Xiaoxiao, then at Chu Fan's corpse on the ground. He opened the seemingly ordinary plastic bag and placed it on the floor.
After doing that, he raised his head and swept his gaze across everyone in the camp.
The faint morning sunlight passed through the doorway and fell across the boy's face, making his already pale complexion look particularly haggard.
Zhang Guangmu pulled up the corners of his mouth, revealing a row of snow-white teeth. His eyes curved like crescent moons.
"Everyone, make sure you eat your fill from now on."
With that, Zhang Guangmu stepped forward, and his entire body was thoroughly swallowed by the Endless Food Bag.
Splat!
Blood splattered in every direction.
A heavy, unbearable stench of blood gradually spread through the air.
The next moment...
The seemingly ordinary plastic bag suddenly transformed into a food fountain, as if it had been given vibrant Life Force.
Canned food, instant noodles, sausages, rice, corn, sweet potatoes, potatoes, flour, bread, cola, milk...
All kinds of food gushed out of the plastic bag, and Zhang Guangmu fulfilled his promise.
The "Endless Food Bag" had finally lived up to its name.
Thanks to Where Is My Dried Fish for rewarding Zhang Guangmu with a small chicken leg (100 points)!
Thanks to Is This Acceptable for the hundred-point reward!
Thanks to Meng Yi Yang Xin for rewarding Ma Ran with a small chicken leg (100 points)!
Thanks for the support!
Hehehe...
(▽) See you tomorrow, everyone!
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