"What... what the hell is this?!"
Seeing the hellish scene unfolding not far away, Sunny felt his vision go dark.
"How is this possible?"
Starjun was just as stunned as Sunny.
At that moment, the mechanical bird head belonging to him on the distant sofa flickered red intermittently. "Gu Linbaqi could not have survived an attack of that magnitude. Bringing the dead back to life... this has already exceeded the field a Regenerator could possibly touch. Who exactly are you?"
"You sure do talk a lot."
Fang Mo was slicing steaks with the Manyullyn Cleaver. Hearing that, he immediately snapped back, "Just record your video properly. Why are you trying to imitate the Blue Nitros...?"
"Blue Nitros?"
Starjun clearly did not understand. "What does that mean?"
"It means..."
Fang Mo was just about to explain when the Manyullyn Cleaver in his hand suddenly spoke. "It means your mouth is full of teeth and nothing but bullshit comes out of it!"
"The weapon is talking?"
Starjun had clearly never seen anything like this before and could not help sounding surprised.
"Easy there, Blade Bro. Calm down, Blade Bro."
Fang Mo lightly patted the cleaver's blade twice. "Let's calm down, okay? I'll have A Xue make you some rainbow macarons later."
"..."
After soothing the cleaver in his hand a little, Fang Mo quickly resumed cutting up the gigantic slab of meat on the grill. After casually slicing off two pieces, he threw them toward Sunny. "Catch!"
"Huh?"
Sunny was a little dazed, but he instinctively used his hair net to catch the two steaks.
The steaks were each about the size of a human face, and an indescribably rich aroma of meat wafted from them. Even Sunny could not help swallowing.
And unlike ordinary steaks... the two pieces Fang Mo had