Lin Chen and Lucas stopped eating, curiously scanning the faces of the four, observing their slight expressions change.
Nagishiro Sho seemed the most normal. Being Asian, he naturally had a stronger acceptance ability than Westerners. After chewing a few times, he even proactively reached out with his chopsticks to pick up a second piece.
The remaining three did not have his strong mental resilience and adaptability, their expressions grimacing, shaking their heads, occasionally shivering, looking as if they could vomit at any moment.
Even Magna, who could eat fish heads, seemingly couldn't accept the darkness of pig brains, chewed twice and stopped, dazed, sneaking glances at the people around him.
"How is it, chef, how does it taste?"
Lin Chen once again grabbed a large piece of pig brain coated in red oil and stuffed it into his mouth, taking a few bites of fried rice, looking at Raphael with interest.
"......"
