At three in the morning the next day, Chu Fei walked along the wall on weak, aching legs, "sprinting" toward the cafeteria.
He had originally wanted to hold out until dawn, but he was too hungry to bear it.
The Wisdom Dewdrop had worked exceptionally well, providing immense processing power for his body's renewal.
The results were obvious—he had gotten up three times in the middle of the night, drained all the Meat Porridge he had prepared the night before, and was still ravenous.
His skin had even developed a greasy layer.
After taking a shower, he had lost another three pounds.
In less than five hours over half the night, he had drunk at least five pounds of Meat Porridge and still lost quite a bit of weight.
The effects were excellent, but the consumption had nearly doubled—an average of one pound of Meat Porridge per hour!
At this rate, I won't be able to afford feeding myself!
According to the original plan, ten pounds of Meat Porridge a day, supplemented with meals from the cafeteria when necessary, should have lasted him a month.
Now it was all screwed up.
Cultivation required wealth, companions, methods, and territory!
No matter what kind of cultivation it was, wealth would always come first.
So the question now was: where was he going to get the money?
He estimated that he needed at least two hundred thousand!
Lost in thought, he painstakingly felt his way to the cafeteria.
As the cafeteria of Dawn Academy, one dedicated to serving cultivators, it was staffed around the clock.
Not only was there always someone there, but hot food and dishes were available as well. They were simple, but the portions were generous.
When they saw Chu Fei arrive, one of the cafeteria cooks immediately began preparing