(The chapter name of the previous chapter seems to have been tampered with, so it can only be changed after the holidays...)

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"Grandma Mikiko, what are you talking about?" Sato pulled hard and pulled his arm out of the opponent's hand, but he frowned in pain.

If you look closely, you can see that the arms have been pinched blue.

These old people are too arrogant. Yesterday they were still on the bed like corpses, but now they are a little better and yet they are so rude.

I don’t even think about who gave them a new life. It’s because of these useless old bastards that Japan has become more and more outrageous.

Mikiko seemed not to feel Sato's anger at all, and still said with a smile:

"Sato, I'm sorry, I know this is wrong, but you smell so good, I...I can't help it anymore..."

As he spoke, he took another sip of saliva, stretched out his long tongue and licked his lips.

Her tongue was bright red and long, like a snake.

Several old men on the side also nodded, reached out and grabbed various parts of Sato's body, with apologetic and greedy eyes, and said:

"Sato, we...we really can't bear it..."

As they spoke, they tore Sato's body with all their strength, as if they wanted to tear off his skin and flesh!

Sato finally discovered something was wrong at this time and tried hard to break free, but found that these people were too strong and could not break free at all!

The twenty old people present all gathered around and grabbed Sato!

Just as he was about to scream, a skinny old man covered his mouth. The other man covered his mouth and nose with great strength, preventing him from even shouting.

At this moment, he suddenly discovered that the greed and ferocity in the eyes of the seemingly kind old people around him was something he had seen in the eyes of the carnivores in the zoo when they were eating meat!

"Everyone...suck it...don't be impatient...suck it..." said an old man who seemed to be highly respected.

He used to be the president of a medium-sized company, named Tokugawa. He obviously had some prestige among these old people. After hearing his words, everyone immediately stopped moving.

Takeru Sato was almost in tears at this time. Although his mouth and nose were covered and he could not speak, he nodded desperately and looked at Tokugawa with hopeful eyes.

Tokugawa looked solemn and said solemnly:

"Since we are eating meat, we naturally have to eat cooked meat. There is no point in eating raw meat... I think we should clean up the kitchen. It's five o'clock in the morning and we should finish it as soon as possible before the nurses go to work at 7:30. Shimada

, you used to be a chef, you will be responsible for cooking, and others will help."

A group of old people immediately said happily:

"Sure enough, Mr. Tokugawa is knowledgeable!"

"Ashamed, ashamed, I almost became a savage who drinks blood from his hair, thanks to Mr. Tokugawa's reminder."

"Yes, yes, a Showa boy. If you want to act like a Showa boy, how can you lose your basic courtesy?"

"Hehe, this is the way to eat."

"..."

Takeru Sato couldn't believe his ears. These people were obviously discussing something as horrific as cannibalism, but they seemed as polite as if they were discussing a tea party.

He kept struggling due to lack of oxygen, but he was completely unable to break free from the grasp of any old man.

Their strength is simply greater than that of an adult... no, greater than that of a beast. There seem to be gray-black things in the dry arms, appearing along the blood vessels.

And that gentle smile, combined with the "suck, suck, suck" action of sucking saliva, makes it even more spooky and terrifying!

At this time, he was already a little unconscious due to suffocation, and he felt like he was being carried out with all hands and feet. Looking at the direction, it seemed that he was going to the kitchen.

A cold touch came from his back, and Sato was startled. He saw that he had been gently placed on the kitchen table. Old Shimada was coming to him with a sharp knife in his hand, and looked at him seriously.

It penetrated into his chest and instantly pierced his heart!

Sato's body twisted and struggled, but his pupils soon dilated and he completely lost his voice.

A large amount of blood poured out, but it was caught by a group of old people using wooden basins in the kitchen.

Some people couldn't help but reached out and scooped up some blood and brought it to their mouths. They were immediately glared at by Tokugawa, and they embarrassedly held back their saliva and put it back.

Even if it is unbearable, they still use their last rationality to restrain themselves in the collective. This is the collective spirit of this generation of Japanese people, which is vividly displayed at this time.

Under Shimada's command, everyone became a friendly and friendly group, working together. After a while, the aroma of broth floated in the kitchen, followed by laughter and laughter.

Two hours later, everything in the kitchen had been cleaned, and the gnawed bones had been carefully sorted and sorted, ready to be sorted and thrown out on garbage day.

The elderly even started cleaning the nursing home, or helping other frail elderly people with rehabilitation, etc., and everything became more orderly.

When Mei Matsui, a nurse at Daejeon Nursing Home, came to work, she saw this joyful and friendly scene, as if the nursing home had re-bloomed its youth and vitality.

Especially the sudden recovery of seriously ill patients makes everyone happy.

The nurses and doctors who came to work one after another were completely shocked by this scene. Although they didn't understand why the old people who were still lying on the bed like puppets yesterday became more energetic than the young people today, it didn't stop them from tutting at this scene.

Amazing.

"A miracle, this is simply a medical miracle!" Dr. Yamamoto said in shock, his eyes full of joy.

As the resident doctor at Daejeon Nursing Home, he really understands what this means.

Although he didn't know why Parkinson's disease recovered so quickly, he knew that if he figured out what was going on, it would be easy to win the Nobel Prize in Physiology and Medicine!

This is the blessing of the entire Japan... no, the entire human civilization!

Thinking of this, he was going to take blood tests on the old people immediately to see what happened to them.

"Who was on duty last night? Takeru Sato? Where did that kid go? Why didn't you see him?" Yamamoto asked with a frown.

He has always disliked Sato Ken.

A young man in his twenties, when he should be devoting himself to society, is depressed every day and only knows how to complain, which is really unlikable.

After asking around, no one saw Takeru Sato. Apparently the kid had sneaked away again.

There's really nothing we can do against him...

"Dr. Yamamoto, this is the radish bone soup made by Mr. Shimada and his colleagues. It is very fragrant. It is very comfortable to drink a bowl of it." The young nurse Matsui Mei brought a bowl of soup to Yamamoto and said with a smile.

The caregivers who had just started working were each given a bowl of soup.

It's autumn now, and the wind is starting to blow and the temperature is cooling down. It's really comfortable to drink such a hot bowl of radish bone soup.

"Thank you, Mr. Shimada, I'm really sorry to trouble you!" Yamamoto took the soup bowl and drank it with a smile, feeling warm and comfortable all over.

What a bowl of soup.

Looking at the nurses and doctors who were drinking soup, the old people beside them couldn't help but show amiable smiles.

Just now, Tokugawa put anesthetic into the soup with his own hands, enough to make a hundred people unconscious.

"Suck..."

The sound of swallowing saliva occasionally came out.

Drink, drink, drink warmly to relax your muscles. After all, the old man’s teeth are not that good...

"Suck..."

I seem to be hungry again... The smell of flesh and blood is really delicious...

At this time, more and more old people came out of the surrounding rooms.

Their bodies were originally weak, but now they have become much stronger, and they seem to be almost the same as Tokugawa, Shimada and others.

Rather than being attracted by the sounds outside, it is better to say that I am attracted by the aroma.

Looking at the doctors and nurses who were drinking soup, the old people began to swallow their saliva and make "suck, suck, suck" sounds.

smell good……

I'm really hungry...

Why are you so hungry...

It seems that only when eating meat can I feel happy and satisfied...

We, the people, have dedicated our youth and blood and sweat to this country, but now these young people have turned into useless waste that is not enterprising. It is really sad... Instead of letting them live so incompetently, it is better to let them work for the elderly.

Dedicate your own meaningless life...

smell good……

At this time, Yamamoto had finished drinking the soup in the bowl, and finally found that more and more elderly people were gathering around him. It seemed that all the elderly people in the nursing home had come out, and they all looked at them with warm smiles.

It's just that these old people seem to have saliva flowing out of the corners of their mouths, and they are constantly sucking saliva.

He finally discovered something was wrong and asked:

"Mr. Tokugawa, what are you..."

Before he could even finish his question, the old people around him swarmed forward and subdued all the dozens of doctors and nurses with the strength of beasts!

In their horrified eyes, the kitchen door opened...

A few hours later, the gnawing sounds that had lasted for several hours in the nursing home finally stopped, and the kitchen was cleaned again.

This time, no bones were left behind, because everyone's teeth seemed to have become hard and sharp, and their bite force was extremely strong, able to chew bones directly.
To be continued...