Mutation -3-
“Just wait a moment.”
I took out the heating bottle I bought at the mart.
As I pour the ramen soup and toppings over the noodles and pour water, the giant bear grimaces openly.
“Are you telling me to eat that?”
“you’re right.”
“Are you kidding me? Huh?”
Woohoo!
The roar of the giant bear ruptured my eardrums again.
A normal person would have died from a brain explosion.
I endured with determination and determination.
I listened with one ear and let it go out the other absentmindedly, and took out the small pouch I had kept in my golf bag.
That thing I bought on the exchange.
I sprinkled the previously powdered product over the noodles.
As I closed the lid and placed the wooden chopsticks on it, the roaring bear twitched its nose.
“Huh huh?”
A confused expression in the middle of anger.
That’s probably it.
It’s probably the first time you’ve smelled this scent.
Are the mutants’ sense of smell and taste the same as humans’?
What about sight, touch and hearing?
Of course, each mutation is different.
There are some mutations that are similar to humans, but there are many more that are not.
“I heard from my friend that people living in Hope Village have a hard time eating proper food.”
It’s because of the sense of taste and smell.
“I heard that the village chief can only taste bitter things. That’s why he likes herbal medicine so much.”
“Huh. I’ve heard that somewhere.”
“How is it? It’s a spicy and refreshing smell that I’m smelling for the first time.”
“A spicy and tangy smell… … .”
Spicy taste is a stimulus that combines heat and pain.
In the case of giant bears, they lack the sense of temperature and therefore cannot feel spicy taste.
The same goes for the sense of smell.
The giant bear looked confused.
A face that wants to get angry but has already missed the timing.
Three minutes have already passed.
I smiled and took off my wooden chopsticks and held them out along with the cup ramen.
“Try it once. Don’t you want to know why people are so crazy about ramen?”
Gulp.
The neck has been crossed.
A clear expression appeared on the bear’s face.
An emotion or desire whose identity is unknown to even oneself.
It was appetite.
“Hmm, hmm! As the village chief of Hope Village, I eat it because I need to know about human civilization! I definitely don’t eat it because I’m curious about the smell!”
“Of course. Even people like me know that the village chief is devoted to Hope Village.”
“Let’s go somewhere… … .”
The giant bear expertly picked up the chopsticks with its large forepaws.
He stirred the ramen once, gulped, swallowed, and lifted the noodles, rolling them up like pasta.
A giant bear that scooped up most of the noodles with one swipe of his chopsticks.
Swallow it in one bite.
A lump of cotton the size of a child’s fist disappears into the mouth.
The giant bear stopped.
My arms are shaking.
The eyes were wide open and causing an earthquake.
how is it?
A taste of modern civilization?
A salty, spicy, and tangy taste that can never be said to be good for your health.
But for Geosugom, who had only known the bitter taste of herbal medicine his entire life, this could not help but be a new world.
“This, this, this, this… … .”
The giant bear looked down at the empty cup of ramen with a shocked expression.
I quickly slurp down the remaining broth.
The brow ridges rattled and the bear cub shivered.
His slightly squinted eyes and gaping mouth spoke eloquently of the bear’s visit to heaven.
“More, more, more! Give me more! Give me more!”
“Calm down. Other people should eat too.”
“Well, other people… … .”
The giant bear makes a conflicted expression.
What’s wrong with you?
You were the kind of guy who shared every single bean with other mutants.
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Abandoning a village for one cup of ramen?
Abandoning your own kind?
Instead of cup ramen, I took out a cooler pack.
The contents were well preserved because dry ice was added to the limit.
ice cream.
An item that looks exactly like the original world’s Melona.
I carefully removed the wrapping paper and sprinkled some powder on it.
The bear was already glaring at the ice cream with a murderous look on his face, as if he could smell it.
“Please try it.”
“I say this over and over again, but this is… … .”
“I know, I know. Just taste it.”
The giant bear accepted the ice cream, fearing that he might drop it.
I close my eyes tightly, take a sniff, and with trembling hands, finally bring the ice cream to my mouth.
And one bite.
“Ugh!”
The giant bear made a strange noise.
Then he sticks out his long tongue and licks the ice cream.
Oh, mistake.
I couldn’t lick it.
The ice cream broke into two pieces as the tongue muscles tightened.
The giant bear swiped its tongue like a frog and snatched the broken ice cream from the falling ice cream cone.
“Ugh!”
A giant bear who suddenly devoured ice cream in two bites.
He trembles as if he had been stabbed in the neck and then looks at me.
“Can you give me just one more?”
“Yeah.”
In a world where the prices of daily necessities are cheap, this ice cream doesn’t even cost 500 won.
Ice cream was served generously.
Plus, a handful of powder to sprinkle on top.
As the powder melted into the ice cream, the bear’s face melted as well, and with each bite of the ice cream, not only his face but his entire body melted away.
“What’s that smell?”
“It smells strange?”
“Is that a smell? That thing that people with noses can smell?”
“That’s right… … You didn’t have a nose… … .”
“Oh my! Why are you coming in without me calling you?”
The giant bear roared, but the mutants paid no attention and stayed put.
“Hey, let’s go and take a look.”
“Is there any reason for the village chief to show off?”
“What is that? What the heck is that smell?”
“Is that the fragrance that humans spread? It’s a pleasant smell.”
Everyone was sniffing.
Mutants are particularly unable to taste sweet things.
The smell is the same.
If you can taste salt and sour, you’re lucky. There are many mutants who live their entire lives knowing only bitter tastes, like the giant bear, and there are also quite a few mutants who have no sense of taste at all.
These people couldn’t help but flare their noses when they smelled the scent for the first time in their lives.
I held out the ice cream with a big smile on my face.
“Taste it. It’s ice cream that you can enjoy too.”
“ice cream?”
“It’s just cold… … .”
Just because he’s a mutant, he can’t be poor and ignorant of modern civilization.
Even in the giant bear’s house, there were appliances such as a TV, a console game system, a large refrigerator, an air conditioner, and a washing machine.
Of course, I tried ice cream and cup ramen.
I just can’t taste it.
The mutants tilted their heads and each received an ice cream cone.
Green cuboid ice cream.
Each of them looks around and then finally puts it in their mouths.
And take a bite.
“uh?”
“huh?”
“omg!”
“Huh?”
My eyes widen as if an exclamation mark is appearing.
Human pupils, animal pupils, snake pupils, plant slits, and camera apertures were all opening at the same time.
The dazed expression was fleeting.
The mutants all rushed at me.
“Give me more, give me more!”
“Ice cream! Ice cream!”
“Give me everything you have!”
Strong enough to force their way into the village chief’s house without hesitation.
That is, mutants with a minimum level of 6.
I couldn’t even lift a hand and the cooler pack was empty.
To be exact, I gave it to him.
The Thunderbird mutant snatched the cooler pack and flew up towards the high ceiling.
“Ice cream is mine!”
“Hand it over here!”
“It’s mine!”
Are mutants stronger in instinct?
They all seemed to be of a certain age, but it was like watching children playing.
Even the sight of the giant bear reaching out to the Thunderbird mutant who was stuck there was hilarious.
“Hehehe!”
A Thunderbird mutant bit into a cone of ice cream without even opening the package.
White vanilla ice cream and black chocolate ice cream flow richly.
The Thunderbird mutant had a face full of anticipation, but… … .
He soon took on a look of betrayal.
“What? It doesn’t taste good.”
“Huh? Really?”
“It doesn’t taste good?”
“It’s true!”
“It’s just ice powder! Ice powder!”
The ice cream fell out in pieces from the torn ice pack.
The mutants who picked it up and ate it had expressions of having lost their country.
Because unlike a little while ago when it was sweet and savory, it was nothing more than a lump of ice powder.
The mutants, who didn’t even know the feeling of cold, just blinked and said, “What is this?”
I picked up the small pouch with two fingers.
“This is the point.”
I picked up a piece of fallen ice cream, tore it open, and sprinkled some powder on it.
I can’t smell ice cream unless I’m wearing [Gae-nosed], but the mutants were different.
Without a single exception, they all sniffle.
The same was true for mutants with a keen sense of smell and mutants with no sense of smell at all.
“Just sprinkle this powder on any food and you will be able to enjoy the flavor of that food. It can be delicious or not.”
“What do you mean by tasteless? Is that what humans mean by tasteless?”
“That’s right.”
The giant bear casually took the ice cream from me and asked.
The mutants were glaring at me with a murderous look as I swallowed it in one gulp.
“Whoa!”
The dignified village chief of Monster Village is no longer there.
There’s just a bear eating ice cream and writhing in happiness.
Immediately, condemnation poured in.
“Look at that, that, that bear cub!”
“You eat it all by yourself!”
“Your mouth is just a mouth and our mouths are just a snout?”
“Give me some too! Me too!”
I handed the entire bag over to the bear.
The giant bear took the pouch and carefully examined its contents.
“What is this?”
“Try to guess.”
“Oh, really. It’s not an ordinary seasoning. What on earth is it?”
The giant bear stuck out his tongue and licked the powder.
His pupils dilated suddenly and he turned to look at me.
“What the heck! Are you trying to kill me now!”
Level 0 magic core powder.
It’s no wonder that the giant bear reacts this way.
Because it is known that magic cores are fatal to mutants.
When acquired mutations are added to innate mutations, it becomes uncontrollable.
But I answered nonchalantly.
“This is an already purified product. There are absolutely no side effects.”
“How can you be sure?”
“Really. If anyone mutates after eating what I gave you, just kill me. I won’t hold any grudges.”
“hmm…….”
“If you’re really worried, you can soak it in the lowest level holy water and then drink it. It’ll actually taste better, right? Because the magical power response will improve. Oh, but just in case, you should only use level 0 magical power cores. It’s dangerous from level 1 onwards.”
I guess he finally realized the true nature of the powder after hearing me say it.
Mutants were swarming everywhere.
“Magic core? Is that a magic core?”
“I can feel the magic!”
“Whoa! You fed us a magic core?”
“I told you it was purified.”
“But it’s still a magic core!”
“I don’t care if it’s a magic core or something. I’ll eat anything, even a magic core, as long as I can eat ice cream again.”
“They say that even ghosts that have eaten and died look good… … .”
“Can we now eat ice cream, ice cream cake, patbingsu, and gelato like in the dramas?”
Half worried eyes. Half greedy eyes.
I said, spreading my arms.
“Don’t you have a guardian deity? If you’re really worried, ask your guardian deity. If he has the power of prophecy, he’ll tell you whether or not you can eat this.”
“How did you know about your godmother?”
“I told you. I heard it from a friend.”
I can never say that I knew it from the game.
The giant bear looked down at me and then lay down on the spot.
A giant magic science TV is placed on one side of the living room.
He bows ten times towards it, or more precisely towards the giant wooden TV stand, and then mutters a strange dialect.
A noise that sounds strange because it is a combination of ultra-low and ultra-high frequencies that humans cannot hear.
This was the way to communicate with the godmother, the guardian deity of the monster village, and the tree god.
The giant bear that had been lying down for a long time got up.
He looked at me once, looked at the mutants once, looked at his treehouse once, and opened his mouth.
“The Godmother said it is safe. However, you must make it yourself and eat it, purify it, or soak it in holy water before eating it.”
“Really?”
“Your godmother said so?”
“Can I eat the magic core?”
“It’s a level 0 magic core! A level 0 magic core! If you’re from our village, you should be at least level 3, but there’s no weakling among our villagers who would be mutated by a level 0 magic core!”
“Ah!”
“Weak guys like that shouldn’t have been born in the first place!”
The mutants were drooling.
His gaze was fixed solely on the pocket containing the giant bear.
Just looking at the eyes, there is no other Sword Master.
The gaze seemed as if it was looking at a sword.
Enough for a level 7 superhuman giant bear to tremble for a moment.
I quietly opened my golf bag and took out a plastic bag.
“what?”
“It’s pork belly!”
“We have chicken too!”
“Jjajangmyeon! Is that Jjajangmyeon?”
A golf bag that boasts the size of a car trunk.
Today, instead of guns, grenade launchers and bombs, we’ve packed up on food.
They literally robbed the mart.
When I opened the bag and held out the food, the mutants’ eyes rolled back and they plundered the food.
“Thank you, human!”
“You are a good person!”
“I understand why the people of our town accepted you as a friend!”
“Thank you so much! If you need my liver, I’ll be happy to donate it to you! I have four livers!”
Here are a few more pockets I’ve handed over.
The powder I gave to the giant bear wasn’t all there was.
The mutants drooled and sprinkled powder.
A temptation I can’t resist, but to mutants it’s more powerful than ant pheromones.
“Huhhhhh… … .”
“Whoa… … .”
The mutants were melting like candles.
It was not an exaggeration.
Some amorphous mutants lost their form entirely and spread out on the ground like slime.
What should I do if it’s already like this?
I pulled my secret weapon, a large self-heating pot, from deep in my golf bag.
Bring water to a boil and add ramen.
In addition to the included ramen soup, generously add pepper, salt, red pepper powder, and sugar.
Almost a fistful each.
The super salty, spicy, and sweet mixed soup ramen is complete.
Ramen that an average person would spit out after eating one spoonful.
But what if it’s a mutation?
What if there are people who can taste things indirectly through their magical circuits, rather than through their tongues?
The mutants gathered with possessed faces.
And one spoonful, one chopstick.
“and…….”
“woah…….”
A storm blew in.
It’s a true storm of flavors.
All the mutants sank at once.
