The Salesman Squid Game Season 1 Novels & Stories

Paul glanced at the bucket beside him and saw that countless squids have been dipped on the flour. He ignored Jane first and approached the person who was cooking the fried squids. Jane furrowed her eyebrows as Paul stood beside the person who was cooking and observed the squids inside the bucket. The person smiled at him as he widened his eyes. "You are... you are Paul Sy, right?" The person was trembling with nervous and starstruck as he holds the cooking utensil still. Jane opened her mouth widely and took a bite from the fried squid as she glanced at Paul who was now talking in the cook of the fried squids. The people who were now sticking their food were glancing carefully towards Paul

President Cage adjusted his seat then placed his hand on the table and he began tapping on it. His Secretaries and Assistant looked one and other in their eyes then sighed, what they had wanted to avoid was finally happening. Their Boss wasn't supposed to get angry or it would be a disaster! "Have you ever heard of a game called 'Squid game?" President Cage asked but President Donald shook his head. He has never heard of it. The three at the back glanced at their boss, trying to figure out what he was thinking of as he was unpredictable at times.

I knew that they would be juicy when bitten into. The huge pieces of squid were chewy and fresh. With my sauce, they became extra sweet. Jorvan nearly inhaled each skewer with a single bite. It made a number of ghouls who were out killing other players to meet their quotas stop in their tracks. “Hey, Klyton, that sure smells good. Why don’t we have some?” “Are you dumb, Chitan? They won’t taste of anything!” “But it smells so good!” “The boss says we have to kill at least one player today. You’re such a slacker!”

Subconsciously, I made one step backward. “Who are you?” squid man asked while threatening the researcher with his gun. “Who the f*ck are you?!” His finger went closer to the trigger, any soon, he’ll shoot us. This is insane! Just who is this person who neither seem like a foe or an ally? “Is he with you?!” squid asked to me. “NO!” I declined. “I CAME ALONE!” “Then who are this sh*t?!” “Bro, easy,” the researcher said.

Maybe Finrir can finally feel free to make his move without hesitation, she thought. However, before any further discussions or revelations could take place, their conversation was abruptly interrupted by a sudden disturbance. A giant squid emerged from the shadows, its menacing presence sending shockwaves through the water. With predatory intent, the creature locked its gaze upon the trio, its tentacles undulating with deadly precision. Tritan's gaze narrowed, a flicker of exhilaration dancing within his eyes, as he prepared himself to face the formidable adversary.

Hearing the name Northern Sea, Nicko smiled immediately and issued a sentence that was unexpected, but had a domino effect. “You’re going to the Northern Sea, I heard there’s a squid party there,” Nicko replied, still in his relaxed manner. “Excuse me sir, I don’t think what you just said has anything to do with the current situation,” Mr. Woodward replied politely and tried to intervene. But Nicko didn’t care about the man. Instead, he continued his sentence, which was increasingly unrelated to the problem with Blanc Inc. “I heard that artificial dangling bait is perfect for squid hunting,” Nicko added.