Chapter 743: Section 531: Eat and Sleep
Snowbird Duel Arena.
In the Observation Room, the bishop’s face darkened slightly.
The Silver Level priest had failed to handle the situation cleanly, allowing the Big guy to knock down the door and expose himself to the countless eyes of the spectators, casting a shadow over the bishop’s honor.
"Damn it!" the priest cursed inwardly, the Big guy’s resistance had surpassed his expectations.
He took a deep breath and unleashed his most powerful Divine Arts with all his might.
The Big guy stood there dumbfounded, making no move to dodge, and was struck directly.
The fierce expression on his face had completely dissipated, and his eyes were no longer red, revealing deep confusion.
He turned his head to look around, as if asking himself, "Eh, how did I end up here?"
"And where is ’here’?"
He turned around, spinning in a circle, his confusion deepening.
He didn’t see anyone or anything familiar. Sanda and some other mercenaries had been here, but they had left not long ago, rushing back for emergency support.
Big guy was bewildered.
The priest behind him, however, was staring wide-eyed with cold sweat beading on his forehead.
"I just used my full strength to cast a Divine Art, didn’t I?"
"But why is there no reaction at all after he’s been hit by the sleep-inducing Divine Art?"
"Normally, any normal Silver Level would fall right there, passing out."
"What exactly is this giant?"
"I know giants generally have high Magic Resistance, but no one said they had such high resistance to Divine Arts as well!"
Just as the priest was doubting himself, the Big guy suddenly staggered and his gaze sharpened.
What did he see?
He saw—food!
Bowls of Yangzhou Fried Rice, laid out on a long table, stacked abundantly.
Although the aroma was sealed by an Array, the Big guy’s gaze was utterly fixed.
"Eat, eat?"
"Eatable?!"
"Eatable!!!"
Big guy roared excitedly, his face alight with ecstasy as he took long strides and charged towards the center of the dueling field.
His arrival immediately caused a stir.
Being of enormous size and having broken the door, his presence had been closely monitored by everyone.
"Get in line for me!" the staff maintaining order surged toward the Big guy.
"Stop right there," the Silver Level priest reacted and hurriedly followed behind in pursuit.
The staff, seeing the priest, thought he would take action.
The priest, seeing the order enforcers approach the Big guy, subconsciously slowed down, thinking they would intercept him.
Then both sides ended up staring at each other, expecting the other to make a move...
As a result, the Big guy miraculously barged into Da Dou’s area.
"Food, food, food!" the Big guy burst into the queue, pushing those who couldn’t dodge out of the way.
His target, the long tables filled with Black Iron Level Yangzhou Fried Rice, surrounded mostly by Black Iron Level Transcendents. Most had scattered when they saw the Big guy charging over. Those few who were pushed aside had no interest or strength to tangle with the Big guy.
If Big guy had done this earlier, it would certainly have caused public resentment, even inciting public outrage. But now, everyone was too full and busy digesting their food to care about the Big guy’s conduct.
A series of coincidences allowed the Big guy to clumsily but smoothly make his way to the long table.
He picked up bowls, one after another, tilted his head back, opened his mouth wide, and poured the fried rice directly into his mouth.
With his gigantic stature, what would be a large bowl for a normal Snow Elf amounted to just a teacup for him.
Bowl after bowl of rice continuously poured into his mouth, which he chewed vigorously and swallowed down greedily.
Um—!
As he ate, the Big guy emitted sounds of pleasure and surprise.
The brave duel of the Magic Chefs had benefited him, the tantalization of his taste buds, the strong allure from the food, struck the Big guy’s heart fiercely. With each mouthful of fried rice, its deliciousness struck him like golden lightning, tearing through the gloom of his life.
Big guy was suffering!
In recent times, he had been so hungry his stomach growled, so hungry he felt weak, so hungry his vision blurred, so hungry he passed out only to wake up more famished.
He wanted to eat more, but nobody cared for him. When he told Sanda, Sanda would hit him with a stick.
Big guy deeply missed the Dragon-man youth, but the caring good dad who doted on the little darling wasn’t in Snowbird Port.
Every time Big guy dreamed of the Dragon-man youth, he shed bitter and aggrieved tears.
But now...
Right now, at this very moment, he had gotten something to eat.
Delicious, so delicious!
Many times better than his usual meals!
The Dragon-man youth took care of Big guy, hiring especially for him many Magic Chefs. But these chefs were mostly temporary, like Mage Apprentices. The chefs were mostly of low Level, the majority Bronze Level, with a few Black Iron Level, and not a single Silver Level. How could they compare to the two Golden Level chefs present?
The most critical point was that Da Dou and Ci Haishen, the two Golden Level chefs, were cooking with all their might.
I eat, eat, eat!
Big guy’s movements grew more adept, and he began throwing the fried rice directly into his large mouth.
He ate faster and faster, sweeping from one end of the long table to the other in no time, leaving nothing but a pile of empty bowls on the table.
The staff members kept tallying the points that should be awarded to Da Dou behind him.
"This giant can actually eat so much?"
Big Guy swept through the dining table like a whirlwind, and his wild and exaggerated way of eating caught the attention of many.
With the points counted, Ci Haishen was already slightly behind Da Dou. With the help of Big Guy, Da Dou instantly earned a substantial number of points and began to truly lead Ci Haishen.
Ci Haishen’s face was as dark as water.
Da Dou laughed heartily. He was a giant too and took quite a liking to Big Guy, another giant.
Especially since Big Guy’s fervent eating was still ongoing.
After finishing one table, he moved on to the second.
This time it was the table with the Bronze Level fried rice.
Big Guy was Black Iron Level, eating a bowl of Bronze Level Yangzhou Fried Rice only netted him 10 points. But he didn’t care about these rules, more precisely, he didn’t know any rules at all.
He only knew there was delicious food, so why not eat it!
Devour all the food in his sight!
Big Guy was burning with a fiery passion.
The happiness brought by the gourmet food made him widen his eyes, chew harder with every bite, and eat with increasing gusto!
The energy carried by the Extraordinary Food dispersed throughout his entire body.
Like a long-awaited rain after a drought, every cell in Big Guy’s body was leaping for joy!
He became a whirlwind avatar, quickly clearing all the fried rice on the Bronze long table.
"It’s only Bronze Level fried rice, but the amount he’s eating is astounding."
"This giant really can eat a lot."
"Watching him eat like that stimulates my own appetite... "
Many people exclaimed in surprise, and many eyes cast envious glances at Big Guy. If only they could eat like that!
The color of Ci Haishen’s face was turning green.
"Is Da Dou really that lucky?"
"How did this damned idiotic giant barge in here?"
"Could he be a trump card specifically meant to counter me?"
As Ci Haishen’s suspicions grew, he was about to protest when he saw Big Guy suddenly collapse with a thud.
The City Lord of Snowbird Port chuckled. He had already noticed the risks in Big Guy’s reckless eating but had not hurried to stop him.
Now, he ordered a rescue, on the one hand giving Big Guy a lesson for slightly breaking the dueling field’s rules, and on the other hand, this would be a favor owed to the Dragon Lion Mercenary Corps for future interactions.
After all, they were allies. This was a favor that was beneficial and cost nothing.
But the next moment, Big Guy’s snoring could be heard.
He had fallen asleep.
"Don’t panic, it was me, I did it!" the Silver Level priest hurriedly shouted, feeling that he had finally redeemed some dignity.
Big Guy had fallen asleep, which proved that his Divine Arts were effective, if a bit slow?
Not only Divine Arts made Big Guy sleep, but his own condition contributed as well.
Before going berserk, Big Guy was already in poor shape, suffering from hunger. Stimulated into madness and destruction, he damaged everything in his path.
The Death Soldiers’ attacks on him, including his final charge into the duel arena’s gates, had all caused serious injury to his body and left his spirit exhausted.
Now full and relaxed, Big Guy fell asleep right in front of countless people!
On the other side.
"We’ve finally made it!" Sanda sighed in relief upon seeing the small Alchemy Workshop in his field of view.
After deciding, he had led a group of skilled fighters, hurrying from the docks of Snowbird Port toward the city for an urgent rescue.
On the way, he received the latest news: the medium-sized Alchemy Workshop at Mercury Cave had ultimately fallen.
Thus, now only this small Alchemy Workshop within the city remained in the hands of the Dragon Lion Mercenary Corps.
Then, he received more bad news from Menshi: Bu Quan had gone missing!
Sanda had arrived at the small Alchemy Workshop just in time to see a group of Death Soldiers furiously attacking, trying to break down the workshop walls and doors to enter and wreak havoc.
There were two Silver Level enemies.
Six Black Iron Levels.
More than twenty Bronze Levels.
In the reinforcement group led by Sanda, the highest-ranked was Sanda himself at Black Iron Level, without a single Silver Level. However, he brought two fighting squads with him. One was Fast Blade Army, and the other was Backwater Army.
"The workshop has not been breached, and Menshi is still here."
"With such a balance of power, we can fight!"
Naturally, this was under the assumption that no Golden Level enemy would enter the fray.
From "Lion Flag," Sanda had already noticed something amiss and secretly speculated: could the assassin who appeared before Bu Quan had disappeared be that suspect "Golden Level"?
The situation left Sanda no time for further thought. Without any hesitation, he charged into battle.
Sanda took the lead.
His actions surprised both friends and foes alike – no one had expected this short figure to be so brave!
With the leader in the fray, the mercenaries’ morale surged.
"Has Lord Yijiu not secured his target yet?" The Death Soldiers were hesitant.
They were unaware that Yijiu had already encountered an unexpected problem. In terms of information, they were slightly behind Sanda.
The small Alchemy Workshop was solidly defended. Despite the Death Soldiers’ frenzied attacks, there was no sign of it collapsing.
Thus, the Death Soldiers had pinned their hopes on Yijiu, not knowing that he currently found himself in a desperate predicament amidst a blizzard!