"Good," Suna nods. It means her theory is correct. The stimulation from the salt is making him lose interest in sweet things.But three hours pass, and the "Desire for Deliciousness" debuff doesn't disappear. Instead, Yang Yi's skin is becoming dry and starting to itch.Suna decides to increase the dosage. Just like using antibiotics against bacteria, it requires a sufficient dose and a full course of treatment to be effective. She replaces the brick barrier with a custom-made rubber frame that seals tightly to the metal table. Then, she begins to pour saturated salt water in until it covers his entire body, leaving only his nose exposed for breathing. The sea salt turns into a molten, white paste, drastically increasing the curing effect.Yang Yi's skin is no longer just dry and itchy; it's now beginning to hurt, gradually wrinkling as his body slowly dehydrates. His health even drops by a point."Are you sure this is going to cure me?" he asks her, enduring the intense discomfort."I'm not sure, but there's no better way right now."………Four hours later, Yang Yi's health has dropped to fifty and is still falling. His skin, shrunken and wrinkled from dehydration, ⊛ Nоvеlιght ⊛ (Read the full story) is almost unrecognizable, as if he's aging rapidly. Suna has been monitoring his panel the entire time. When she sees his health drop below fifty, she immediately considers stopping the experiment."Yang Yi, has the 'Desire for Deliciousness' status disappeared?" she asks.He doesn't answer. But in the viscous salt water, his eyes open, as if awakened by her voice. What happens next is so bizarre it unnerves even Suna. Yang Yi begins to frantically swallow large amounts of the sea salt, and the rate at which his body shrivels accelerates dramatically."What the…" Suna can't understand his behavior. He seems to be in an unconscious state, but his actions are no different from suicide. Salt is normally non-toxic, but that's within a safe dosage. When you talk about toxicity beyond that dose, almost anything becomes a deadly poison. Yang Yi's health begins to plummet even faster.………….Soaking in the sticky sea salt, Yang Yi feels his body tense and numb, his skin burning with a fiery pain. Suddenly, his surroundings change.He finds himself on a vast, boundless white desert. But the desert under his feet is not made of sand, but of countless grains of snow-white salt. This is a world of salt."A hallucination?" The thought naturally occurs to him. After all, one of the major drawbacks of sea salt is that it can cause hallucinations."I should have just bought table salt," he mutters to himself. Table salt is too expensive, a thousand Conch Coins per kilogram, which is why he opted for the cheaper sea salt."But this hallucination is far too real," he says, judging the flawless sensation of the salt beneath his feet. He looks down at his own body. It's desiccated and withered, little more than skin and bones, a severely dehydrated stick figure. It's a miracle he can even move.Suddenly, a white spike shoots out from the desert, piercing through his chest. The moisture in his body is further plundered, and along with it… his life force. His body begins to crack and crumble, breaking apart like sand and falling onto the desert floor. In the last moment before his vision fails, he sees a humanoid creature made of salt impaling him with a hand as sharp as a spike.He wakes with a jolt, finding himself lying on the metal table. Suna is beside him, forcing water into his mouth from a kettle, the spout inserted directly into his esophagus. She's also setting up an IV drip, likely a saline solution she just mixed."Cough, cough!" Yang Yi sits up, causing water to go down the wrong pipe. He pushes Suna away, annoyed. "If you can't kill me with salt, are you trying to drown me with water?" he asks, genuinely angry."You just swallowed a large amount of sea salt! You're in serious danger!" Suna replies, her expression serious, even showing a hint of anxiety and regret.Only then does Yang Yi realize his stomach feels like it's on fire, the burning pain unbearable."Induce vomiting, quickly!" she urges.He does as she says, jamming a finger down his throat and throwing up. A large amount of water mixed with undissolved sea salt comes out, and he immediately feels much better. But it's not over. Suna makes him drink more water and vomit again. After the third time, he's only bringing up clear water, and his mental state has improved significantly.He checks his condition. His skin is a bit shriveled, as if air-dried, but other than that, there are no other negative effects. Including the Desire for Deliciousness. After Suna's brutal treatment, the "Delicious Disease" has actually been cured. His health has dropped into the 40s, and he's severely dehydrated… but for a werewolf like him, the injuries aren't fatal."I'm sorry," Suna says, showing a rare apology. Her mood seems low, and there are even faint, undried tear tracks at the corners of her eyes. "I think I… lost control."It's the first time he's ever seen her like this, and he's at a loss for words. But he quickly composes himself. Instead of loudly condemning her, he says gently, "As long as you know."He doesn't plan to blame her; he was the one who made the decision. If he hadn't defused this time bomb, it would have inevitably exploded at some point, with irreversible consequences. Just as his nightmare had shown, he might have even eaten Suna. That was absolutely not allowed. He had to conquer his appetite, no matter the cost.But at the same time, he remembers the incredibly realistic hallucination. Was it really just from the sea salt? Or was it a nightmare? Or both? He feels a new sense of caution towards sea salt. Because that humanoid creature made of salt… it might actually exist.

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