The old woman who made the soup smiled dully.
"Scallion and coriander, green onion and coriander..."
The other party muttered.
But 'Gluttony' doesn't care about these things, he only wants to eat food that is perfect and delicious enough, of course, if it is not good enough, he will still eat it.
Food, don't waste it.
'Gluttony' with such a creed naturally picked up the bowl.
However, before he drank it, he lightened his hand, and the soup bowl disappeared like that.
Not only the soup bowls, but also the soup pots, bridges and granny are gone.
It completely turned into a fog.
And when the fog cleared, 'Gluttony' found himself standing on the bridge again, and the old woman was still standing on the bridge cooking soup.
The green shallots and coriander were put into the pot by the other party.
"Add green onion and coriander, drink it."
"Better to forget everything."
"The past is the past, buried in the loess."
The old woman handed the soup bowl to 'Gluttony' with the same kind and kind smile as before.
After adding chopped scallions and coriander, the taste of the soup changed immediately. A smile appeared on the face of 'Gluttony', and the old lady's smile became brighter and brighter.
but…
"Why isn't it made from bone broth?"
'Gluttony' opened his mouth and asked.
The old woman's smile faltered again.
The dense fog reappeared and started again.
"Bone broth is boiled, with green onion and coriander added, drink it."
"Better to forget everything."
"The past is the past, buried in the loess."
The old woman handed over the soup bowl again.
"Why not a big stick bone?"
'Gluttony' asked again holding a bowl.
The smile froze again.
The dense fog reappeared and started again.
"Big stick of bone broth, with chopped green onion and coriander, drink it..."
"Can you add meat?"
…
"Bone broth made with meat, chopped green onion and coriander, drink it..."
"Can I have some more winter melon?"
…
"Big stick of bone broth, add meat, winter melon, green onion and coriander, drink it..."
"Winter melon should be sliced and not put in whole."
…
"A big stick of bone broth is boiled, with meat, sliced winter melon, chopped green onion and coriander, drink it..."
"Is there any rice? Give me a bowl."
…
"Big stick bone broth, add meat, sliced winter melon, green onion and coriander, serve with rice, drink it..."
"What about the noodles? I think there should be noodles too."
…
"Big bone broth is boiled, with meat, sliced winter melon, green onion and coriander, served with rice and rice sticks, drink it."
"Forget everything."
"The past is the past, buried in the loess."
Start again and again.
The figure of the old woman became more and more faint, and this time, it was even more like a phantom, as if a gust of wind could blow her away.
But she didn't notice it, and was very persistent in satisfying the 'gluttony' who was also extremely obsessed with food.
The heavy spoon in her hand was picked up again and again, and put down again and again.
But this time, when she saw 'Gluttony' pick up the bowl with a smile on her face, she raised the spoon in her hand high, and she waited for the moment when 'Gluttony' drank the soup.
That's when she reaps.
But the next moment, her eyelids twitched.
Because, 'Gluttony' put down the soup bowl again and looked at her.
"can give me… "
call!
Before the 'gluttony' was finished, the illusory figure of the old woman disappeared with the wind.
'Gluttony' reacted very quickly, he didn't pay attention to the disappearing old lady, but held the bowl in one hand and firmly grasped the soup pot in the other.
A smile appeared on the face of 'Gluttony'.
He poured the soup in the soup bowl into the soup pot, then picked up the pot, gulped it all down, and then, he did not forget to eat all the bones at the bottom of the pot, winter melon, and the rice and noodles on the side.
And after eating all this, 'Gluttony' turned his head and looked around.
He hopes to find more food.
Naturally, he looked down the bridge.
The turbid river, which cannot be seen clearly, flows like a tide.
Then, when a black shadow flashed past, 'Gluttony' eyes lit up, and he jumped down without hesitation.
thump!
Water splashes.
The world has changed drastically.
'Gluttony' did not find the black shadow, let alone determine if it was a big fish.
Instead, he felt himself wriggling and hissing.
Lowering his head, he saw a snake-like body.
very young.
It's fragile.
Very... hungry.
He tried hard to find food, but there was nothing around.
It was barren.
Death comes.
Ruoyinruowu, he saw an old woman cooking soup.
The old lady, who couldn't see her face clearly, looked at him with kindness and kindness without disgust, and only treated him equally.
"Poor little guy."
The old woman took the soup and fed it to him.
It was warm but couldn't taste much.
He yearns for more.
But the old woman touched his head and shook her head slowly.
"It can't be done."
"Three bowls is the limit."
The old woman refused, but his pleading moved the old woman. The old woman stretched out her hand, pierced her index finger, and a drop of blood fell into his mouth.
Then, he was picked up by the old woman and put into the gate with circles of light shining behind him.
"Let's go."
"The next time I see you, don't say you're hungry."
The old woman waved.
He entered the gate.
When he entered the gate, he forgot everything.
He became gifted and powerful.
He ignores everything.
He dares to challenge everything.
He dares to devour everything.
He came to be known as 'The Devourer'.
He had eaten everything, everything was tasteless, and he was going to eat something that made him taste.
For example: own body
For example: own soul
He took a sip slightly.
It was delicious.
Delicious beyond his imagination.
Especially that soul.
Originally, he just wanted to take a bite, but in the end, he couldn't hold back.
He... devoured himself.
All that remained of him was his gigantic shell.
He disappeared.
…
"Hey, hello, how are you guys?"
A familiar voice sounded, and 'Laziness' shook his head, waking up from the inexplicable illusion. He found that he, who was feeling full just now, had become normal now.
Moreover, he seemed to feel that he was a little different again.
But it seems to be the same again, no difference.
Very weird feeling.
But very real.
It was so real that he wanted to taste his own flesh and blood.
However, the alertness that appeared in his mind stopped him immediately.
He didn't forget to devour his first delicacy, let alone the last pain.
He didn't want to try that kind of pain.
"Are you OK?"
The voice of 'lazy' sounded again.
"No, I just..."
"Just what?"
The 'lazy' who thought something unexpected happened immediately asked.
"I'm just hungry."
'Gluttony' replied truthfully.
"..."
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