Their days in Ta Lo seemed to have been enchanted with acceleration magic. Every day was filled with the joy of fulfillment, delicious food, and fantasy woven together. Over the next few days, Lin Hai, Gwen, Peter, and Harry thoroughly settled into the rhythm of life in this paradise secluded from the world.
Every morning, they woke to distant bells or crisp birdsong, breathing in air rich with spiritual energy as they began a new day.
The most challenging part of each day was resisting the temptations of Ta Lo's cuisine. Yet without exception, they all failed.
Whether it was the sweet, soft, and glutinous breakfasts, the lavish lunches, or the carefully prepared dinners, they simply could not get enough. At nearly every meal, the four of them ate until they were fully satisfied, even slightly stuffed, before finally putting down their chopsticks.
"You can't blame me," Peter said once, rubbing his stomach in defense. "The food here attacked first! It smells way too good!"
Harry also said helplessly, "The Osborn family's nutritionist would have a breakdown, but I think this kind of caloric intake might suit my body's needs better."
Although Gwen blushed faintly whenever she felt overly full after eating, she still found it hard to resist the twin temptation of her taste buds and her soul the next time around.
Of course, they were far from being mere foodies. Their daily activities ensured those calories were burned away quickly, so there was no risk of gaining weight.
Besides their usual sparring among themselves, they spent most of their time fighting against the villagers of Ta Lo Village.
These villagers appeared ordinary, but regardless of age or gender, nearly all of them possessed remarkable martial skill. Their strength, speed, and control over their bodies far surpassed those of