353 Breaking Past Limits (1/2)

Spiritual qi roasted pork, true buddha jumps over the wall, look up at the starry skies... (all of these are food names)

All sorts of delicacies were laid out before them, causing the air here to be filled with the fragrance of food.

Feng Lin, Donghuang Taichu, and Augustus didn't bother about their images at all, wolfing the food down like they were hungry ghosts.

The moment these delicacies entered their mouth, the food transformed into thick spiritual qi and nutrients that coursed through their entire bodies, rapidly replenishing all the energy they had expended.

They were truly fatigued to the extreme.

Under the pressure of bearing additional weight, in addition to that hellish devil training, all their potential was squeezed dry. They couldn't afford to hold back.

This training only lasted for half a day, yet all their strength was expended completely.

If they hadn't held one breath of air back, they definitely wouldn't be able to persist until the end.

As expected of the devil training.

Only half a day had passed and they could already see how effective it was.

The harder they pushed themselves earlier, the hungrier they would be now.

They transformed the pressure on them earlier into a desire for food.

They ate ravenously; their stomachs were like bottomless pits, so deep that there was no end.

Delicious delicacies coupled with high-graded nutrient solutions were consumed into their stomach, nourishing their bodies.

The flying shuttle they went into was known as the Dining Hall Flying Shuttle. It was especially used by the Great Wall University to provide the best nutrients for their students.

The interior space was exceedingly great; many artificially created environments were used to breed various spiritual qi plants and to rear different types of living creatures which were all used for food.

The look, the taste, the smell, the nutrient levels, and the spiritual qi imbued in the food were extremely abundant.

Feng Lin had never eaten such delicacies before in his life.

Genetic potions and alchemy pills might have much more beneficial effects, but their taste definitely wasn't as good.

And the food before them was such delicacies that people would want to eat them again and again even if they were full.

Feng Lin silently activated his art of 'transforming energy into qi', rapidly converting the nutrients into genetic potential.

Genetic potential +3.2, +3.2, +3.2…

The emptier his body was of nutrients, the greater would the effect of eating such foods be.

Feng Lin only saw his genetic potential surging, nearing 100. Once he hit that mark, he would obtain a free transcendent genetic point.

Before he broke through to the elite cultivator realm, he had awakened the hereditary memories and experienced the mythological illusion realm, completely understanding the true essence of the Monkey King Gene.

He was only a little bit away. He truly only lacked one more transcendent genetic point.

When he thought about this, Feng Lin's motivation surged as he continued to stuff himself ravenously, much more ferociously compared to Donghuang Taichu and Augustus.

The two of them were badly shocked when they saw this.

(What sort of monster is this brat?)

He was a mere elite cultivator. However, not only was his endurance shocking and didn't lose out to them who were grand cultivators, but his appetite had also surpassed them!

Given his low cultivation base, why would he need so much energy?

Why could he eat so much?

Donghuang Taichu and Augustus exchanged mutual glances as strange looks appeared on their faces.

Could this brat be… a rice bucket? (someone who eats a lot)

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These food were all extremely valuable, containing immense amounts of nutrients. If he missed out on them, he would truly be letting himself down.

Hence, he might as well eat as much as he could since he got the chance.

The moment those food entered his stomach, they were rapidly digested and converted into nutrients and energy.

Although Feng Lin seemed like he had eaten a lot, his stomach still felt empty.

When Donghuang Taichu and Augustus saw this, they could only sigh silently in depression and continue to do the same as Feng Lin, not willing to lag behind him.

There was an air of competition even when it came to eating. When those freshmen who had also completed the devil training later on walked in, they all had bewildered looks on their faces when they saw this messy scene.

What situation was this?

Donghuang Taichu and Augustus both had extraordinary backgrounds and had always paid attention to their images.