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Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Three Strange Ability I want all the monthly salary.

Seeing Saint Cade activate his telekinesis ability, Lost didn't pay attention.

He also heard the conversation between Bisji and Saint Cade.

He just stared at the two Saint Cade while eating the delicious food on the table.

He didn't express anything. He was also quite curious about his physical condition.

Because he himself didn't have a result, all he had was just speculation.

Now someone needs to put the final word on it.

And soon, Lost changed his gaze again, and there were service staff outside bringing food in.

The sky is big and the earth is big, and eating is the biggest thing.

While eating, don’t think too much about other things.

Leave the diagnosis to Saint Cade.

He looked like he was noticed and a little scared.

Lost smiled slightly and said hello to him, asking him to deliver the things.

Lost was really hungry.

If Bisji hadn't listened to him and invited more than a dozen chefs to come over, he even doubted that he would starve to death here.

Or take out the raw meat and chew it directly.

These are all very possible, and that kind of hunger is not an ordinary kind of hunger.

Rather, he wanted to eat when he saw something. Lost even wanted to eat all the knives, forks and plates on the table. Originally, he didn't even miss the bones and ate them directly.

Lost even doubted that if he kept eating nothing, the acid in his stomach would digest his entire stomach.

Digest yourself too.

"Sir, please use it slowly."

Although he was scared, the waiter still followed Lost's advice and came to him. He directly placed the food he brought next to him and quickly took a few steps back.

They had already been discussing the way Lost eats.

In this small place, almost all the waiters who have entered here have seen it, and even the waiters who have never entered here before know what is going on here.

Although some people didn't believe it at first, as he came in and spread the word to more and more people, he really couldn't help but believe it or not.

It was also the first time for him to enter here. Looking at Lost's appearance, he was really a little scared now.

It doesn't look like a human being at all, where would anyone eat?

Everyone was speculating about what disease he had and whether it was contagious.

Or maybe it's some new type of Warcraft.

After all, there are monsters in this world that transform into humans.

He even wondered whether Lost could eat people and eat them too.

Lost didn't care about this either. What was served this time was a very exquisite dish.

Blood foie gras.

This world's unique kind of powdered liver specially prepared from blood goose. If you are not someone who can't accept offal, even if you don't know how to cook, it will be very delicious just by frying it casually.

Of course, this presupposes that the foie gras should not be fried into charcoal, even if it is burnt, it is enough to satisfy the taste of ordinary people.

He had bought this ingredient before and learned how to cook it. It was at least a bit more upscale than their world-class ingredients before.

There is nothing special about the cooking method.

But the ingredients are really good.

If this blood foie gras was normal, Lost would still taste it with confidence.

But for Lost now, no matter how exquisite the food is, it melts in your mouth.

Directly into the stomach for digestion.

He could only feel the taste for a moment...

Then it went into the stomach.

This small portion of foie gras was immediately eaten by Lost..

It's just filling the gap between the teeth. What Lost needs now is nutrition.

Might as well give him some high-energy meat.

"Hurry the chefs to be quick, serve whatever is high energy first, and serve whatever is large in quantity first. These things that require careful work and slow work are done last."

After Lost swallowed, he continued to destroy other things on the table. In fact, there was nothing left.

Except for some things next to Bisji and Saint Cade, Lost didn't move...

The dining table is large enough for ten people to eat, and the dishes are all covered with bare dishes.

It can even be said that there are not even a few bones visible on this dining table.

For Lost, he really doesn't let go of his current bones...

These are all nutritional energy...

They are all things that help him recover.

"Yes, yes, I will go now."

Lost's words made the waiter next to him startled and then react.

After saying that, he rushed directly to the kitchen to inform the chef...

Of course, this place cannot accommodate more than a dozen chefs. After all, it is the kitchen of a small manor...

There are still many barbecue chefs who need to go to the courtyard to barbecue.

Really speaking, there are only five or six people in the kitchen.

They are all responsible for cooking, frying and stewing.

"Can't you be more polite? You're a chef and you don't have any table manners. You scare people away."

After Bisji watched the waiter leave, Lost chewed on the plate and stared at the food on their table.

He looked like a puppy begging for food and couldn't help but say...

"You can't eat table manners. You can only talk about table manners when you are full. If you are hungry, you are stupid."

When it comes to etiquette, Lost is very disdainful...

But he also put down the plate. Although he is still hungry now, he is much better than before.

And this table manners is just something to fool people to Lost...

Even if there is no etiquette, a good person is still a good person, an ordinary person is an ordinary person, and a bad person is a bad person.

Nothing has changed...

It is impossible to change anything just because you have learned etiquette.

The so-called table manners are just the show-off style of some high-level nobles.

Their etiquette is to make friends with other people of the same high status. You have no status, no matter how well you learn or how similar you are to others.

In the eyes of those people, he is still just a little dog...

In their eyes, you are still an inferior person, and it is impossible for them to treat you as a polite person.

He has seen a lot of these guys...

However, Lost also knew that eating like him was no longer a matter of etiquette, it had completely affected others, so he put down his plate in embarrassment and waited for the next meal.

Bisji was stopped by Lost's words. She naturally knew what the so-called aristocratic table manners were.

Just pretending...

"There are already results."

At this time, St. Kaid next to him had also received results...

This time he checked everything very carefully.

Not only was it because of Lost's ability to read, but also because of Lost's physical condition.

"what's going on?"

Bisji said first that she was quite worried about Lost.

After all, this eating situation is completely different from ordinary people...

Saint Cade looked at Lost with a strange look in his eyes, as if he was looking at a pervert again.

"It's not a bad thing, it's just that his body is different from ordinary people."

"Lost's body has now entered a state of rapid recovery, so it needs to consume a lot of food and nutrients. His previous injuries have now healed by several percent. If he eats the way he eats now, it is estimated that the injuries he received before will be healed today.

Can fully recover."

This is indeed a perversion...

And in St. Cade's view, this is the reason for the body...

It's not a strange idea...
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