Grave Fiend was truly hungry.
Because he had eaten a full eleven bowls of noodles.
Bai Xiu had rushed all the way back to the tundra from Tin Silver City, only to find himself boarding a Source Energy Airship again less than ten minutes after landing... This time, their destination was a Small Noodle Shop in Nagano. According to Grave Fiend, it was a noodle shop he had often visited during the construction of Qingzhong. When he had been working for Zhao Xilai under Hua Banner in Dadu, he had always craved this taste.
Later, he had remained busy on the tundra.
He had not eaten these noodles for a very, very long time.
His luck was good.
After all these years, the shop was still open.
"This is what you meant by 'getting something to eat'?"
Bai Xiu looked at Grave Fiend, then at the noodle bowls piled on the table like a small mountain.
"Yeah... I'm actually still very hungry. You don't mind waiting a little longer, do you?"
Grave Fiend wolfed down his food and found time to reply.
He went on to eat hotpot, then bought several flatbreads. The commercial district of Snow Forbidden City never slept, and Grave Fiend simply kept walking down the streets. Bai Xiu had always been patient, so naturally he did not mind accompanying Grave Fiend as he kept eating...
It was just that, as far as he knew...
Grave Fiend was merely a "mortal of flesh and blood." This fellow had never possessed such an appetite before.
"Done."
He kept eating until midnight, then Grave Fiend patted his stomach...
After a Taotie-like feast.
His abdomen remained flat, without the slightest bulge.
Although he had eaten a great deal.
It was as though all that food had simply vanished after entering