Interstellar Gourmet: Driving a Bunch of Beasts Crazy

Yan Jin has transmigrated. As the lowest of the low in the interstellar era, a pure human looked down upon by all beastmen, Yan Jin feels it's time to show these beastmen the true caliber of hu...

Chapter 26 He is not human, he is, he is an orc.

The man's body jerked suddenly, his face turned pale, and he collapsed to the ground, clutching his stomach and letting out a bloodcurdling scream.

When Aunt Ye and the others saw the blood seeping from the man's pores, staining the ground with blood, they all took a step back, a chill running down their spines.

Jin, who is usually all smiles and kind, and never dares to fight back when bullied, is actually so terrifying. I swallow hard. How scary! I wonder if I have ever offended her before.

For a moment, they didn't know whether this terrifying man was more terrifying, or Yan Jin was more terrifying.

Suddenly, the man grew a green tail, which instantly turned the color of the floor. If it weren't for the movement, you wouldn't have been able to tell it was a tail at all.

"He, he's not human, he's, he's an orc!" Uncle Ye cried out in terror, his voice cracking.

How could this be? This place is inhabited by humans, how could there be orcs?

One villager ran out and grabbed a device on the platform, shouting in terror, "Help! There are orcs here!"

Instantly, all the doors of the plant houses opened, and people of all ages came out of their homes and quickly gathered here.

This is a huge deal. The people living here are all pure humans, generation after generation. There has never been a beastman here before. Moreover, this person is living in a human plant house.

So, where is the original owner of this room? And what is the purpose of this orc appearing here?

A burly middle-aged man walked at the front. When he saw the person in the room, his brows furrowed tightly, making his already frightening face even more terrifying.

The man pointed his weapon at the man on the ground and asked coldly, "Who are you? Where's Uncle Li? What did you do to him?"

The man watched his hand wither away bit by bit, and screamed in terror, "Antidote! Give me the antidote!"

The man's voice drew everyone's attention to Yan Jin, who coldly said, "Tell me, where is Xiao Yu?"

"Ha..." The man suddenly burst into a maniacal laugh, a smile that was both wicked and arrogant, his eyes filled with ruthlessness. "Give me the antidote, or I'll die, and that damned girl will die with me. Once I'm dead, none of you will ever find that girl."

"You bastard, give me back my daughter!" Uncle Ye was furious and wanted to kick the man, but was blocked by the big man.

"Hehe..." The man looked at his hands, which were aging little by little, and a murderous madness surged in his eyes. He endured the pain in his body and turned his two aging hands into a sharp claw with long nails. It was like a long sword, radiating a chilling light and capable of cutting through iron like mud.

Sharp claws came at Yan Jin's face, startling everyone who cried out, "Watch out!"

Yan Jin blocked the man's claws with her sword, her expression darkening slightly. "You're courting death."

The foot attacked the man's lower body. The man retreated rapidly, crawling on the ground and gathering all his strength in his legs. He stomped hard, moving with astonishing speed like a bullet. His claws transformed into the shape of knives as he slashed at Yan Jin.

That face was aging rapidly; the once gentle and refined man in his fifties had instantly transformed into an old man with white hair, wrinkles, and a vacant look in his eyes.

Yan Jin also rushed towards the man at the same time, her sword moving so fast that only the light could be seen. The two passed each other, and Yan Jin turned around, her sword pressed against the man's neck.

The man's claws, sharp enough to cut iron like mud, were still there, but his nails were broken off inch by inch, as if they had been clipped. Each finger was cut off in four pieces, all the same length, so that it could no longer hurt anyone.