Fatty is good in every way, except for his gluttony, which he will never change.
Having known him for so long, no matter where he goes, his top priority is to fill his belly.
Furthermore, he has no dietary restrictions; if it's edible, he devours it without hesitation.
I have no doubt that if he were locked up with that wild cannibal, he'd eat him out of desperation.
As Fatty roasted a piece of meat over the fire, I scouted the surroundings.
This place was likely the kitchen of the petty Japanese pirates back in the day. There were many cooking utensils and some food supplies, including several large water vats. What they contained was unknown, and a faint stench emanated when I opened them.
After circling around and finding nothing remarkable, the aroma of Fatty's roasted meat became overwhelmingly strong.
Fatty, by the fire, his face beaming with a smile, kept asking if I wanted some.
Despite the enticing smell of the roasted meat, I had no interest in something that had been preserved for decades.
I told Fatty to be careful and not to get a stomachache, as there were no doctors here.
He replied, "Brother Xiang, anything consumed will eventually turn into waste. My stomach isn't like an ordinary person's; there's nothing it can't digest."
With that, Fatty unceremoniously took a bite of the golden-brown roasted meat. I shook my head helplessly as he ate with utter relish.
While Fatty was eating, I heard a "chirping" sound, clearly made by rats.
I shone my flashlight towards the source of the sound, and to my shock, I was startled!
There, lurking in the corner, was a rat as large as a cat, its pair of emerald green eyes staring intently at the roasted meat in Fatty's hand.
I wasn't unfamiliar with large rats; I had encountered a species that fed on corpses in Yuncheng with Wu Tingxiu, but those rats weren't this size.
Only the Rat King was larger.
Seeing the rat drooling, I called out to Fatty. He glanced over and asked, "Where did such a big rat come from?"
I guessed it was most likely attracted by the aroma of the roasted meat.
I urged Fatty to stop eating, warning that if it attracted all its relatives, they might end up eating us.
Fatty, however, didn't listen. He licked his lips and asked, "Brother Xiang, do you think this rat would be tasty roasted?"
Hearing this, I almost kicked Fatty's backside: "Are you crazy? You eat rats too? Aren't you disgusted!"
"Brother Xiang, you don't understand. Have you ever eaten bamboo rats? Bamboo rat meat is incredibly delicious, and field mice..."
I quickly cut him off, "Can you stop being disgusting?"
"How is that disgusting? Those are delicacies!"
Fatty said this while still taking a bite of his roasted meat, completely unconcerned by the large rat squatting nearby.
Just then, there was a rustling sound. The large rat that had been squatting nearby was suddenly ensnared by something and vanished with a "swish"!
Only its "chirping" screams could be heard!
When I shone my flashlight into the dark corner, I saw an oversized lizard chewing on the large rat, seemingly not yet satisfied!
"Holy crap!"
Fatty was also startled by the lizard, even forgetting his roasted meat. He grabbed the submachine gun from his shoulder and unleashed a burst of fire at the lizard.
"Dada-da..."
The submachine gun spat fire, and the lizard tumbled on the ground after being hit by the burst, writhing for a moment before falling still.
"Is it dead?" Fatty asked.
I shook my head, "How would I know?"
Fatty went to check and grinned, "It's dead! This gun is effective..."
Before he could finish speaking, a dense "hissing" sound erupted.
Suddenly, over a dozen large lizards emerged from nowhere!
Each of these lizards was as big as a tiger, and they all stared at us menacingly, their forked tongues flicking out over half a meter long!
Now this was bad. This fatty had killed their relative, and they had come for revenge.
Fatty was also startled by the sheer number of lizards. He looked at me and asked, "Brother Xiang! Where did so many lizards come from?"
I retorted, "I want to ask you that! You killed one of them with a burst, and now their kin have come seeking revenge. Let's see how you handle this!"
"Have we stumbled into their nest?" Fatty asked, holding his submachine gun and warily scanning the surroundings.
I replied, "Stop the nonsense! Let's go!"
Saying this, I prepared to retreat towards the doorway, but as soon as the lizards saw me move, they unhesitatingly swarmed towards me with incredible speed!
I pulled out the handgun from my pocket and fired wildly.
The handgun had a powerful recoil, making my wrist ache.
Fortunately, after a few shots, I managed to repel some of the charging lizards.
Fatty also started firing, and we quickly made our way towards the exit. However, before we reached it, we saw more than a dozen lizards crawling in from outside!
The lizards poured in like a tide from the doorway, sending shivers down my spine.
"Damn it, where are all these four-legged bugs coming from?" Fatty cursed.
I glanced at the firepit nearby and said to Fatty, "These things seem to be afraid of fire!"
As Fatty and I retreated to the firepit, sure enough, the creatures dared not come any closer.
Thus, the two of us and a large group of lizards entered into a standoff.
I roughly counted them; there were at least fifty to sixty lizards. If they charged together, Fatty and I would surely be torn to shreds.
The "hissing" sound of their tongues flicking was incessant. The lizards, with their bulging eyes fixed on us, made me feel as though my back was soaked in sweat.
Fatty wasn't doing much better. He clutched his submachine gun tightly, wishing he could ride the firepit.
"Brother Xiang, looking at them, it seems like they are waiting for something?"
"Waiting for what?" I asked.
Fatty shook his head. Just then, a commotion came from the doorway, and an enormous lizard leisurely strolled in.
As it arrived, the other lizards made way for it!
Without a doubt, this lizard must be their king!
The lizard was at least eight to nine meters long and over two meters thick. Its four claws were larger than my face. It walked with a sway, its eyes like twin copper bells!
"Brother Xiang, as the saying goes, to catch the thief, first catch the king. How about I take this creature down first!" Fatty said, adjusting his submachine gun.
I quickly stopped him, telling him not to act rashly.