John slowly walked up to the table amidst the shocked gazes of the crowd.
When he saw that those Evil Spirits did not stop him, he grew even more convinced of his theory.
Indeed!
The rule of this mansion was that one had to eat this grand feast to survive!
Yet as a Believer of Christianity, the thought of eating human flesh to stay alive was something he simply could not accept in his heart.
Thus, he secretly made up his mind that he would only eat vegetarian dishes later, hoping he might somehow muddle through!
However, when he reached the table and saw the entire spread of meat dishes, he froze in place on the spot.
How could these all be meat dishes?
But then he reacted almost immediately, realizing that these Evil Spirits had probably noticed this loophole long ago.
That was why they did not make a single vegetarian dish and prepared everything as meat!
Even worse, to make the players accept and eat that human flesh, they had even shaped the food into other things!
Look at that bear's paw; wasn't it probably made from a human hand?
And that monkey brain looked like a human brain no matter how he saw it!
The most outrageous part was this little bird-dammit, could it actually be a dick?
John held a spoon, swept his gaze around the table, and genuinely found it hard to know where to begin.
Meanwhile, during his hesitation, the three people kneeling on the ground behind them faintly guessed something as well.
Could it be that this little tot was fine precisely because of this table of food?
And it must have been her who had angered the Evil Spirits earlier, right?
Thinking of the shattered coffin they saw when they entered, the