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The waiter noticed nothing, completely unaware that poison had been slipped into the food in that brief instant. He hurried toward the table occupied by the Spirit Hall Academy Team and placed dish after carefully prepared dish before them.
Braised lion's head meatballs, chicken stewed with mushrooms, savory crucian carp...
With good food, how could there be no good wine?
As the dishes arrived, Caesar raised his wineglass and said,
"Come, come, everyone, eat and drink to your heart's content. No need to stand on ceremony with me."
Hu Liena and the others naturally did not stand on ceremony. Picking up their bowls and chopsticks, they began sweeping through the dishes like an autumn wind scattering fallen leaves.
An ordinary person could eat at most two plates of food and three bowls of rice in one meal before being stuffed to death, but Spirit Masters were different. Aside from their heavy daily training and tremendous expenditure, the higher a Spirit Master's rank, the more energy they needed to maintain peak physical condition. Replenishing that energy required a great deal of food every day.
Geniuses like Caesar and Hu Liena needed meat with every meal, absorbing ample protein and various vitamins. In Yang Ming's previous life, every one of them could have been called a champion eater; a single person's appetite could match that of dozens of ordinary people.
If they had belonged to an ordinary household, food expenses alone would have been enough to drag an average family's finances into the abyss.
This was precisely why Food Spirit Masters held such a special position on the Douluo Continent. The food created through a Food Spirit Master's soul skills could easily support a considerable number of Spirit Masters, greatly reducing logistical burdens.
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