He applied his control over the physical body's strength to the process of digesting food, even unleashing full-force palm strikes to help himself eat.
This was something Zhang Yu had never done before.
But with his terrifying skill in controlling physical strength, Zhang Yu mastered it very quickly.
At first, he still had to strike his lower abdomen with full-force palm after palm, driving his stomach and intestines to contract.
Before long, though, his movements grew lighter, and the force of his palms became quieter and quieter.
This showed that he was becoming increasingly familiar with using physical strength to interfere with the digestive system. He was growing more adept at the flow and guidance of physical strength throughout the process.
By the end, Zhang Yu looked as though he were merely lightly patting his stomach, yet waves of tremors ran through his entire body, producing deep, muffled thuds.
He felt threads of delicate palm force pass through muscle, fat, and internal organs, pulverizing and compressing the food in his stomach so that he could eat several more mouthfuls of Synthetic Food.
Zhang Yu's actions did not merely draw Meng Tao's attention. Before long, other lagging high school students began copying him, hoping to speed up their digestion. Yet after only a few attempts, they felt faint pain in their internal organs and nearly suffered internal injuries.
One minor god had been observing Zhang Yu's movements while continuously checking the data transmitted by the detection patches.
He commented, "This Zhang Yu possesses extremely strong control over his own physical strength."
"Every palm strike can not only accurately transmit force to the food in his stomach, but also avoid damaging his internal organs in the process. Sometimes, he can even bring his internal organs into the circulation of force."
"This level