Alibuda Chronicles Part 2: Volume 7, Chapter 7

Chapter Seven: Dining Hall Rules

At that moment, everyone around stopped what they were doing and watched as Chief Kato slowly walked out and approached the prisoner.

The power of that roar had stunned tigers and leopards alike; whether martial arts masters or ordinary soldiers, all were frozen in shock, completely forgetting to react. As for those of us familiar with the chief's timid and cowardly nature, we were taken aback to see him suddenly change his tune. We watched helplessly as he walked out, carrying a steaming bowl of char siu noodles, and placed it before the only customer. The

broth, made with pork bone stock and spices, was simmered three times, continuously cooking for twenty-four hours. Someone constantly scooped out impurities and strained the broth, resulting in a rich and mellow flavor. Served with handmade noodles, carefully braised char siu, and finely chopped bamboo shoots and scallions, the broth, heated by the boiling pork bone stock, released a fragrant aroma that made everyone around drool and their mouths water.

This bowl of noodles, simple yet skillfully prepared, was placed before the prisoner. At that moment, many around him showed anger, mainly newly joined members of the resistance, like myself. They couldn't understand why this mess hall, which specifically provided food for the resistance, would risk allowing an escaped enemy prisoner to eat.

Over a hundred pairs of eyes were focused on one spot; the pressure was immense. But the hand holding the bowl didn't waver at all, steadily placing it in front of the customer.

"Please eat,"

the near-death prisoner, his mind hazy, seemed to be awakened by these words. Suddenly, he grasped the bowl of noodles in front of him and began to devour them. For a moment, the entire mess hall fell silent, broken only by the sound of him wolfing down his food.

I believe some people, like me, felt something was amiss, something strange. But seeing him eat so earnestly and with such relish, as if savoring the most precious part of life, no one wanted to interrupt him. He finished the entire bowl, soup and noodles, said "thank you" to the cook waiting before him, and then suddenly collapsed on the table, motionless.

Judging from that posture alone, he was clearly dead. At least he had a hearty meal before he died; it wasn't a wasted life. This solved the problem, but a new trouble arose. Unable to capture the prisoner, the resistance lost face, and to save face, they could only vent their anger on our mess hall.

To shift blame, these officers had undoubtedly found a tough nut to crack. None of the Four Great Generals were cowards; hearing that they were going to be held accountable, the four burly men invariably sneered, brandishing their weapons, exuding murderous intent as if preparing to charge into battle.

Undeterred by the imposing manner, the two Japanese sisters stepped forward, threatening a confrontation. However, Kato, the head of the group, stepped forward, standing before the four powerful officers to explain.

"Our mess hall has a contract with the military to provide meals. But there's a rule, perhaps unknown to you all, that we made a vow from the day this mess hall was established: regardless of a guest's background, wealth, or social status, if they come to this mess hall and request a meal, we will absolutely fulfill their wish."

Without being servile or defiant, Kato Taka finished his explanation. Then, his expression returned to its usual timid and cowardly manner. He knelt before the officers, apologizing to them.

The four powerful officers, always subservient to Kato Taka, would have followed him even if it meant jumping into the sea. Although their faces showed humiliation, a commotion erupted the moment Kato Taka knelt and kowtowed. The four disabled officers also knelt down with him.

This almost groveling gesture made the soldiers burst into laughter. They probably hadn't expected that the group of tough guys who had just been beating them up would suddenly become so easily bullied. The contempt in their laughter was truly unpleasant.

As a member of the mess hall, I naturally knelt down too, but not out of loyalty to Boss Kato. It was simply because Japan was so close; simply smearing my face with mud might not be enough. Kneeling face-down was safer.

With Japan present, the situation didn't escalate further. These newly recruited young officers, to some extent, wanted to make a good impression on Japan, so the matter was dropped, though it sowed the seeds of future conflict. But before Japan left, I stole glances at their expressions from my knees. Those looks, a mixture of regret and confusion, left a very deep impression on me.

Neon came and went in a hurry, not recognizing me. Ah Xue and Violet were clever enough to hide in the kitchen the whole time, only praising us afterwards, saying that the canteen's purpose was truly noble.

This incident quickly spread throughout the island. Afterwards, the newly recruited soldiers looked at the cooks and waiters with a strange gaze when they came to eat. Some officers, who were confident in their martial arts skills, even directly challenged the Four Heavenly Kings, but all their demands were refused.

As for the native veterans, their eyes and demeanor remained unchanged. They always behaved politely in the canteen. In other words, they already knew that this canteen was unusual and understood its purpose and ideals. So, shortly after the soldiers left that day, the Honolulu headquarters secretly sent a messenger to apologize to everyone in the canteen, saying that there were too many ignorant new recruits, making them difficult to manage, and asking for our understanding and forgiveness.

To be honest, the three of us were used to being lectured by Chizō and getting a few slaps on the back of the head from him, but that day, seeing him sitting upright in his chair, berating the messenger mercilessly, he exuded the aura of a high-ranking military officer commanding his subordinates.

Privately, while we were playing cards, I subtly inquired about this, wanting to know why they, with their considerable martial arts skills, would willingly become cooks. A martial arts master not practicing their skills to learn cooking could be considered crazy, but four martial arts masters becoming cooks together sounded like some kind of conspiracy. Everyone has desires, and those with power often have particularly strong desires; I didn't believe I'd encountered a group of people without desires.

Of course, these inquiries yielded no results. The Four Vajras were tight-lipped about their past and unwilling to mention their martial arts skills. Every time I tried to steer the conversation in that direction, they would change the subject, talking about something else entirely, leaving me completely confused. By the time I realized what had happened, I had already lost miserably and was now responsible for carrying water the next day.

Damn it! My opponents—the one before me, the one after me, and the one opposite me—were definitely colluding. That ruthless blind man, Chizō, was definitely involved, and maybe even Hyakuzō used his eight hands to cheat, secretly passing cards without a sound.

I couldn't get anything out of the Four Vajras, and Kato, the head of the gang, was like a mouse trying to pull a turtle—there was nowhere to start. Shortly after the commotion, he spoke to me privately, stammering that he had caused me trouble, that he was very sorry, and apologized profusely.

Seeing this bearded man stroking his hair and bowing his head in apology, his humble and fearful appearance, he looked just like an impotent coward searching for aphrodisiacs all over the street. But I will never forget that lion's roar that silenced the fighting between the two sides; nor will I forget how he stood up and insisted on doing what he should do, surrounded by over a hundred people.

I couldn't get any answers from him, and Ah Xue was even less likely to find out anything. Instead, it was the long-lost Mao Yan'an who brought me the information.

On my way to collect my gambling debts, I crossed the mountain early in the morning to fetch water, and I encountered Mao Yan'an. This disheveled middle-aged man was casually dressed, and it was obvious that he had just finished a night of debauchery, slipped out of a bed, and looked refreshed, greeting me with a smile.

"Nephew, hello there! I heard you're studying at the East China Sea Culinary Training School, where you're training and honing your skills. Your future is limitless, congratulations!"

"Congratulations my ass! Why are you such a lecherous middle-aged man? You go out every night to have sex. Aren't you afraid of dying from exhaustion? You should be worried about getting STDs!"

"Haha, it's not that I'm immoral or lecherous, it's just that there are too many sluts and whores at headquarters. They practically offer themselves up, and I can't resist taking a bite."

Mao Yan'an laughed heartily, clearly enjoying his brief military service. He even proactively told me some information about the mess hall.

This mess hall on Honolulu Island was built on the orders of Admiral Li Huamei, who designated it to handle the army's meals. It started with just one person and gradually expanded to its current size.

"But the truly remarkable one is the head chef, Kato Taka. Although he's a chef now, he used to be a general in the resistance, with outstanding military achievements and superb martial arts skills. I heard he was a very formidable figure. However, at the height of his power, he suddenly retired, and his personality changed drastically. He stopped interfering in the war between the resistance and the Black Dragon Society. That was more than ten years ago."

Mao Yan'an's words confirmed part of my guess. Chief Kato possessed extraordinary skills and indeed had a glorious past. I just didn't expect him to have held a military position, let alone be a general in the resistance. What could have caused him to change his personality so drastically, abandoning his position as a general to become a lowly chef?

"I don't know the details, but from what I've heard, it seems to be about a woman. This Mr. Kato may have had a passionate love affair!"

This news intrigued me, but I couldn't verify it right away, so I turned to Mao Yan'an to inquire about the current battle situation.

"Oh, this? The situation doesn't seem too optimistic. We can't get in touch with Penglai Island right now, but the last message we got was that the Black Dragon Society seems to have deployed most of its forces to attack." "

Hmph, using ghost ships to create suspicion here, blocking Honolulu's forces, and taking the opportunity to concentrate their main force to attack Penglai. The Black Dragon Society's plan is brilliant, and their strategy is ruthless." "

It's not just the ghost ships. The Black Dragon Society has sent a very powerful expert in the fleet on the Honolulu front. You can't be too careless."

When I first arrived on the island, I heard that the Black Dragon Society had sent two fleets to attack Honolulu. However, because the commanders of both fleets were injured, their offensive was not very fierce. I saw one of them, Tianhai Huanseng, in the naval battle that day. He is indeed a strange and mysterious sorcerer, but we haven't fought, so it's hard to know his true abilities. I wonder who the other Sea General is.

"The Heavenly Sea Illusionary Monk is a ninja by training, skilled in water magic, which is acceptable. The other Sea General, the traitorous demon, is neither human nor demon, said to be half-demon, not to be underestimated." "

What? Traitorous One-Bo?"

"Not One-Bo, but Demon. Pronounce it correctly. What does it matter to you whether he's erect or not? This man is brave and powerful. Although he doesn't know magic, he's the Black Dragon King's most powerful general, arrogant in his martial prowess, and loves to challenge masters to duels, keeping their skulls as collectibles. He's known as the Invincible Demon General."

"Invincible? Wasn't he injured? Who defeated him?"

"This guy's a bit off his mind. He loves to boast that no one in the world can kill or defeat him. Last time, during the Great Battle of the Sea, he went to fight Admiral Li Huamei alone and was severely injured by her. However, Admiral Li couldn't take his life either, so he got a new nickname. Now he's known as the Undying Demon General... Hmm, he was seriously injured before. Although the Heavenly Sea Illusion Monk's magic is excellent, without the cooperation and cover of martial artists, his combat power is limited. But the headquarters recently received news that this demon has recovered from his injuries and will soon return to the battlefield. When that happens, the enemy will definitely launch a fierce offensive. You need to be careful."

Mao Yan'an's expression was serious, not at all joking. Obviously, the other party did have some skills and needed to be careful. However, Ah Xue and I are just canteen workers and don't need to fight. Even if the enemy attacks, we have the Four Vajra Protectors to protect us, so we are safe and sound. I really can't think of any danger.

“You don’t need to go to the battlefield, others will. Those two beautiful young women, if they get hurt, wouldn’t you be heartbroken? We both know this, you don’t need to deny it.”

“I didn’t intend to deny it.”

Mao Yan’an’s reminder made me more alert, but the situation was indeed more complicated. I had to secretly sabotage things, slowly subdue Neon, defeat the two sisters one by one, while also protecting them from harm on the battlefield. Sigh… being a good man is really not easy.

After ending my conversation with Mao Yan’an and returning to my kitchen post, I didn’t rush to verify anything. Everyone in the world has their share of heartbreak. For someone to abandon fame and power to become an ordinary chef, it must be incredibly painful. Asking about such things is tantamount to suicide.

I didn’t ask many questions, but instead observed secretly, focusing my main attention on the two Neon sisters.

After her sister discovered this, Yu Hong didn't go to the cave for two days, leaving me waiting for half an afternoon. But on the third day, she couldn't resist returning to the cave, once again indulging in that shameful dream that relieved her mental and physical stress.

The human heart is a wondrous and fragile thing. If Yu Hong knew that all of this was real, and asked her to willingly throw herself into my arms, she would probably rather die than submit. But when she believed it was just a dream, that a dream could eliminate physical pain and stabilize her strength, she could find a reason to convince herself to sway her snowy hips, wildly toss her golden hair, and fully enjoy the pleasurable pleasures of lust in her dream.

This was my goal: to make Yu Hong accustomed to my pleasure again, so that one day she would wake up from the dream and discover that it was real, already addicted and unable to extricate herself.

There was another person in the same addictive predicament.

That formula, called "Radiant Jade," I don't know how effective Famit's potion really is, nor would I be foolish enough to use myself as a human experiment. So, I'm very curious about the effects on Yu Ni after she's been taking my Radiant Jade with every meal.

Previously, my training of Yu Hong wasn't limited to any particular target; I linked her physical reactions to the shame of exposure. Eventually, whenever she realized she was exposing her skin in public, she would experience overwhelming pleasure, transforming her mind from a physical body into an exhibitionist slut.

This time, with Yu Ni, it's different. I hope she gradually becomes addicted to my Radiant Jade, which I give her three times a day. Eventually, if she doesn't get it, the forbidden effects of addiction will kick in, causing her uncontrollable lustful desires to become unbearably thirsty, but unsatisfied no matter what method she uses, unless she drinks that addictive substance again.

This strategy is incredibly sordid and filthy, but the thought of the results makes me extremely excited.

Having women to sleep with and still needing to masturbate is absolutely a disgrace to a man. To achieve my ultimate goal, I spared no effort, often summoning Ah Xue to kneel down, unbutton her top, revealing her magnificent upper body, and use her large, snow-white breasts to clamp my penis, slowly kneading and hardening it, making her unique H-cup breasts pound against me.

The purpose of this was to collect the medicinal ingredient, the Crystal Jade. If I couldn't control myself and ejaculated onto her smooth, tender breasts, all my efforts would be in vain. So I always had Ah Xue open her small mouth, using her warm, fragrant tongue to wrap around the tip of my penis. Each time I ejaculated, she would lick up every last drop, holding it in her mouth before slowly spitting it into the earthenware jar.

I felt a little guilty making my most beloved Ah Xue perform this semen container task. Perhaps next time I should consider training Yu Hong to perform oral sex, so that I wouldn't have to keep troubling Ah Xue. After all, it's only natural that the younger sister should prepare the food for the older sister.

In the past few days, Yu Hong and I have continued to have frequent intercourse, but I haven't ejaculated inside her once. Instead, I always pull out promptly and ejaculate into the earthenware pot as a drink for Yu Ni's dinner.

I can't actually know the effects of Yu Ni taking the Crystal Jade; I can only get a vague idea from the food delivery soldiers. But I can't ask too many questions lest someone notice something's wrong, which is really making me anxious. However, given Yu Ni's personality, she has no reason to ignore her sister's secret masturbation. Now, after several days of Yu Hong and I making a ruckus in the cave, I haven't seen Yu Ni come to stop her sister's shameful act of hiding away to indulge in erotic fantasies. Clearly, something has changed.

The more I thought about it, the more anxious I became. As a spellcaster, not being able to see the effects of my spells and drugs was incredibly painful. After much deliberation, I found another magical spell within the topaz.

Invisibility spells were too difficult; although there were related records, they weren't readily available and couldn't be used immediately. However, there was a simpler spell that was much easier to learn—a beauty spell. Its original purpose was to whiten the caster's skin, but it had been further developed to alter skin tone.

After consuming some herbs, I tattooed invisible runes on my shoulder and began chanting loudly, "Ancient spirits of lust, I, in the name of John Farrell, enter into a pact with you. I will submit to the impulses of lust for my entire life and provide you with the energy of lust. Therefore, lend me your power and submit to me. Come forth, lustful spirits!"

Just as before, I used a lustful barrier in conjunction with the hallucinogenic potion. Almost all the spells recorded in the topaz were cast in accordance with the basic form of the lustful magic book. With suppressed power, I summoned three lustful spirits, directing them to target me and dart into my body. Instantly, a surge of heat made me cry out as if my buttocks were on fire.

"So hot! So hot!"

When used for attack, over a hundred lustful spirits entering the body at once could ignite the lust of even a martial arts master. However, by reducing the number and using appropriate runes, the spirits would perform "surgery," instantly changing my skin color to that of a black man like Shizou, my complexion as dark as charcoal. Looking in the mirror, I could hardly recognize myself.

The spell was successful. I approached the food delivery soldier, claiming I admired the beauty of the twin neon flowers and wanted to get closer to observe them. I offered him ten gold coins to take over his delivery duties for the month. Frankly, ten gold coins wasn't a huge sum, but in my current financial straits, spending them felt like a painful expense. If I didn't find a way to earn some money, I would truly be penniless.

After a clever disguise, completely in black, concealing a secret weapon and carrying a food box, I arrived at Yu Ni's residence. She opened the door and let me in, completely unaware of my identity, mistaking me for a newly arrived soldier.

I remained silent, setting out the dishes for Yu Ni while secretly stealing glances at her. Without any battle planned, Yu Ni was dressed simply in casual clothes: a black sweater with a dark purple and pink striped scarf, a black sweater skirt, black stockings, and pointed boots.

Even in casual attire, Yu Ni was well-covered, determined not to give any man a chance to feast his eyes. However, the beauty of a woman's body isn't about hiding her skin. Her small, cute breasts bulged slightly from the thick sweater, and her thighs beneath the skirt were slender and alluring; her calves were beautifully shaped, and with the stockings, they exuded a perfect blend of cuteness and sexiness.

The two sisters were born of the same mother, their appearances and figures identical. Seeing Yu Ni, I naturally thought of Yu Hong's seductive moans and groans beneath me, and my heart instantly warmed. Not daring to say anything that might cause trouble, I quickly set the table, took out the food, and stepped aside.

While I was setting the table, Yu Ni kept her distance, seemingly unwilling to let this stinky man get any closer. It seemed that as Yu Hong and she grew increasingly estranged, her distrust and aversion towards men increased even more. This certainly made things more difficult for me, but I enjoyed challenging targets.

How could I lower her guard? I acted with utmost sincerity and fear, but Yu Ni, being a former police officer, was far more vigilant than her sister. She tested every dish first, using special magical silver needles imbued with light-elemental magic, capable of detecting all poisons and even warning against several dark magic curses.

If I had poisoned the food, I would be walking into a trap. While secretly relieved, I noticed something rather intriguing. Although Yu Ni was calmly examining the food for poison, her gaze was clearly not on the silver needle in her hand, but rather following my every move.

How could someone as insignificant as me possess such allure? So what she was truly looking at was the earthenware pot, the last item in the food box. Noticing this, I deliberately slowed my movements, delaying the removal of the pot containing the drink. As time passed, Yu Ni indeed became somewhat distracted, her eyes following my every move. Although she remained silent, the urging in her eyes grew increasingly urgent.

I chuckled inwardly, finally placing the earthenware pot slowly on the table. The moment it left my hand, Yu Ni, like a drowning person seeing driftwood, snatched the pot, lifted the lid, and the rich, sweet aroma of milk immediately filled the air. Completely forgetting to check for poison, she took a deep breath and then gulped down the milk in one go.

(Hey, you bitch, drinking so happily, aren't you going to fall for it now?)

Seeing Yu Ni clearly comforted after swallowing the crystal jade, closing her eyes in blissful contentment, unable to utter a word, I almost burst out laughing. This was already a significant dependency effect; Yu Ni was so careful with all kinds of food, yet she hadn't noticed the crystal jade's influence on her at all—wasn't that ridiculous?

Reluctant to put down the empty pot, she took two deep breaths of the remaining aroma, and Yu Ni's complexion seemed to instantly brighten. Radiant, a charming smile graced her red lips, even her golden hair shone brightly, her captivating beauty like a radiant gem, impossible to look away from.

But this beauty was unhealthy, for her joy was fleeting. Yu Ni stared at the empty earthenware pot, a look of disappointment on her face, regretting that she couldn't drink another cup, yet she didn't even glance at the fragrant dishes and rice before her, having completely lost her appetite.

I secretly tucked something into my pocket, knowing Yu Ni would speak to me.

"What are you still standing there for? Take your things away, you can leave."

Having lost her appetite for the dishes carefully prepared by the Four Heavenly Kings, Yu Ni noticed my presence, a look of disgust on her face, and waved for me to disappear along with the food.

"Captain Yu, you seem to really like these premium milks? They're a specialty of Honolulu, and as Honolulu natives, it's truly an honor for us."

To lure her in, I feigned ignorance, saying these milks were developed and improved by Kato's kitchen, and not yet widely available; only the island's VIPs could drink them. I promised they would become a Honolulu specialty, famous far and wide, and that I hoped she would help us advertise and become our milk girl.

Yu Ni had always been disgusted and averse to men, but I... Every word I uttered hit the nail on the head regarding what she most wanted to know. With my skillful prompting, although she was reluctant to talk much, she couldn't help but ask me about the milk: how was the cow's health? What kind of feed did it eat? How much milk did it produce daily?

Because of the previous conflict, Yu Ni was unwilling to go near the canteen again, much less seek verification there, so she let me make things up. When I pretended to be hesitant and offered to bring her an extra can of milk every day, although she didn't explicitly agree, a look of joy flashed in her eyes.

“However, if you like this milk so much, I have a dessert here. The sauce inside is made with that milk. I noticed you haven't eaten anything, perhaps…”

I pulled out a sandwich with cured meat from my pocket. It was a simple homemade thing, and the taste was probably not very good. After being coated with the crystal jade, it must have an unpleasant smell. I was hesitant to take it out at first, but observing Yu Ni's expression, I felt the risk was low, so I boldly took out the sandwich.

“Give it to me!”

As soon as I took it out, Yu Ni was quick. Ignoring the mess of taking something from a man, she immediately snatched it. However, to maintain her composure, she didn't wolf it down in front of me. Instead, she turned her back and ate the sandwich bite by bite, chewing slowly and savoring every delicious flavor.

She ate beautifully, but when I saw a trace of white, cloudy sauce spill from the corner of Yu Ni's mouth, and she lightly licked it back with her tongue, cherishing that sticky, milky liquid,

believe me, that scene would make me laugh until I got an erection!

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