This is not only because Run Sheng has special eating habits, but also because he can eat a lot. If he really sits down to eat openly, other people at the table will definitely not have enough to eat.
However, today, no one is competing with him for the food; it's all his.
Once the food in front of him was finished, Run Sheng stood up to reach for dishes further away.
Tan Wenbin wanted to pass the dish in front of him to Run Sheng and tried to pick it up with his hand, only to find that all the bowls and dishes on the table were fixed to the stone table.
They weren't made this way initially, but had beco sticky over ti from being untouched.
Tan Wenbin had no choice but to pick up his chopsticks and help Run Sheng with the food.
A Yuan also stood up to lend Run Sheng a hand.
Even though they stood on opposing sides and might fight to the death in the future, this didn't affect his admiration for Run Sheng.
Yu Miaomiao asked, "Can you eat?"
A Yuan shook his head.
Yu Miaomiao: "How about him?"
A Yuan shook his head again.
Yin ng quietly said, "It's rare to see Run Sheng eating so happily; it's just this one al."
Tan Wenbin: "This isn't difficult."
Yin ng asked curiously, "You have a way to do it?"
Tan Wenbin nodded: "First, find a hen old enough to be a great-grandmother, then find a duck old enough to be a great-grandfather, and turn them into dishes."
Initially, no one knew how long the dining process would take, but gradually, everyone saw the countdown.
Because, as Run Sheng was almost done with the food on the table, and there was no dish left, the al was bound to end.
As Run Sheng was doing the final cleanup, others around the table started to frequently turn their gaze towards the looming tower.
That face never appeared again.
Finally, Run Sheng finished eating.
He gently patted his stomach with his hand. The feeling of filling his stomach purely with dishes and without any staple was truly delightful.
At this mont, the middle of the stone table first sank down a bit, and then slowly rose again, revealing three identical tokens with the sa seals present in the hands of the three people earlier.
Yu Miaomiao's eyes shone brightly, as if she had been waiting a long ti.
A Yuan stood up to help her, but as soon as his hand touched one token, it ignited in flas, so he quickly pulled his hand back, and the fla extinguished.
Yu Miaomiao had to reach out herself and pick it up. This ti, the token did not catch fire.
It seed only those who previously received the invitations were qualified to take the tokens now.
Li Zhiyuan and Zhao Yi each took a token as well.
As soon as the token was in hand, it seed to imdiately resonate with the high tower.
With it, one could gain access to the tower.
Yu Miaomiao couldn't wait anymore and stood up, heading straight for the tower, with A Yuan following closely behind.
Zhao Yi and Li Zhiyuan were not in a hurry and remained seated on their chairs.
Li Zhiyuan held the token with a thoughtful look.
Zhao Yi played with the token between his fingers, repeatedly flicking it up and catching it.
The two exchanged a glance unintentionally, understanding each other's thoughts.
At this juncture, the rules were still palpably present.
It's hard not to ponder the true purpose of this wave.
Zhao Yi: "I'm beginning to doubt the role we played in this wave."
On the word "role," Zhao Yi emphasized slightly, deliberately avoiding the words "purpose" and "aning."
"Role" felt more like a tool, an object placed in the required position.
Li Zhiyuan: "Those who died in the struggle for the first piece of broken jade, what was their role..."
Zhao Yi: "Using their deaths to gain the opportunity to open the door and start the feast."
Li Zhiyuan: "...And our role is what."
"Ha!" Zhao Yi nodded vigorously several tis, "That's indeed the logic."
In past expeditions, the frawork of rules wasn't that strong; everyone had to strive to find and discern clues by themselves.
This ti, the rules felt like a canal built right into the path. You, as the water, could only flow in the direction it was architected.
Freedom was greatly reduced, and this seed to also predict the inevitability of the final outco.
The people who perished in the first round's struggle for the broken jade beca consumables, but who could guarantee that the first round's victors with the invitation were not another kind of consumable?
Li Zhiyuan: "So, it's three invitations, choosing one out of three."
This is the Heavenly Dao's aesthetics; it never creates a deadlock. No matter when, it will still give you a chance to struggle, even if it's just for show.
If it's choosing one out of three, the two had enough trust, and surely that silly girl would be sent forward.
Zhao Yi: "What if it's choosing two out of three?"
Li Zhiyuan: "If it's two out of three, it depends on whether there's external intervention."
As he said this, Li Zhiyuan looked towards that high tower.
If nothing unexpected happens, inside the tower, there should be the condition for intervention.
Zhao Yi: "What if there's no external intervention?"
Li Zhiyuan: "I'd first deal with her, then deal with you."
Zhao Yi: "What if there's external intervention?"
Li Zhiyuan said frankly: "I'd think of a way to team up with her and deal with you first, because you've got brains."
Zhao Yi laughed: "In this premise, shouldn't she cooperate with to deal with you first?"
Li Zhiyuan: "She might not have the brains for that."
Zhao Yi nodded, deeply agreeing.
"Hey, what are you two waiting for!"
Yu Miaomiao stood in front of the tower and shouted over.
Li Zhiyuan and Zhao Yi exited the pavilion, making their way towards the tower, and the others followed suit.
On the high tower's large door, there were three archaic copper mirrors, reflecting three beams of eerie light down to the ground.
Yu Miaomiao held her token and placed it under one of the beams, waving her other hand to hasten them.
Li Zhiyuan and Zhao Yi also took out their tokens, letting them bask in the light.
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