"This is your ticket to the Gourmet World."
Fang Mo rolled his eyes, then urged them impatiently, "Hurry up and eat. Once you're done, you're coming with me to the Gourmet World tomorrow to burn, kill, and loot..."
"What's with the burning, killing, and looting?"
Toriko barely propped himself halfway up from the rubble. "...Can't we just eat normally?"
"No."
Fang Mo refused without a second thought. "Do you think the Gourmet World has an environment as reasonable as the Human World? That place is more absurd than any dreamcore world. Over there, you either eat or get eaten. The worst weather we get in the Human World is typhoons or thunderstorms... but over there, rain clouds actually drop giant feet from the sky. Can you believe that?"
"What the hell do you mean, dropping feet from the sky?"
Sunny looked disgusted. "That's so gross... Don't tell me they have athlete's foot too?"
"That's old-school."
Little Momo casually tossed out a comment from nearby.
"Oh, I've heard about that."
Just then, Zebra's hoarse voice rang out. "You mean the Steel Clouds above Golden Swamp, right? When I went to borrow a horse from the Hermit Daruma, the local guide seemed to mention them... Those strange clouds really do drop countless iron feet."
"Now that you mention it, I think I've heard some rumors too."
Hearing this, Coco spoke as well. "Ghost Harbor, one of the routes into the Gourmet World, has a phenomenon called the Sea of Thorns. The ocean turns into gigantic spikes that destroy everything."
"So this is the Gourmet World?"
Rather than feeling nervous, Toriko revealed an intoxicated, yearning expression. "It already sounds incredible just hearing about it. I really want to see those sights for myself as soon as possible..."
"Then hurry up and eat the