Ordinary food doesn’t provide much energy, and it also needs to be converted separately into strength and used for body tempering, which makes it even more insufficient.

As a result, Henry Clark single-handedly drank almost all his classmates under the table—of course, only the boys. Henry Clark still had gentlemanly manners; no matter what, he would never challenge the girls to a drinking contest.

However, considering that his major was materials science, a standard science and engineering field, there weren’t many girls in the class to begin with, so saying he took on the whole class alone wasn’t really wrong.

……

Heaven knows how these guys made it back to the dorm.

In any case, after the dinner, Henry Clark was the first to return. Standing in front of his bed, his expression was as if he were dreaming. Cultivation, which once seemed so absurd, was now happening right before his eyes, right beside him, making everything feel unreal.

Amidst the excitement, there was also a bit of confusion.

What should he do next?

Having finally come into contact with cultivation, Henry Clark was certainly unwilling to remain ordinary. In the past, his only goal was to study hard and find a good job after graduation.

Then get promoted, get a raise, earn a generous salary, meet someone he truly connected with, get married, have kids...

Most ordinary people have similar dreams.

Henry Clark had never thought of himself as special, nor had he ever considered being some kind of savior. Yet today, an opportunity appeared before him.

Cultivation...

He wasn’t some delusional teenager, but everything that happened today proved it was real.

Cultivation really exists in this world.

A magnificent life lay before him, and Henry Clark was eager to seize it. But this opportunity was so bizarre that he himself didn’t know how he had stepped onto the path of cultivation.

Wait, thinking back, it all seemed to be related to his dreams.

The cultivation manual was obtained in a dream, and he had dreamed of powerful cultivators twice in a row.

This couldn’t be a coincidence!

So Henry Clark felt he had grasped the key point. Although he didn’t know the full story, dreaming was undoubtedly a crucial factor.

Therefore, the next decision wasn’t hard: take a shower and go to bed.

See if there would be more gains.

After all, he still knew next to nothing about cultivation. Saying he only had a vague idea wouldn’t be wrong—he desperately needed more information.

He acted as soon as he thought of it. The only problem was that people tend to be energetic when something good happens, and he was so excited—could he really fall asleep in this state?

As it turned out, Henry Clark's worries were completely unnecessary. He fell asleep in less than two minutes, his breathing soon even and steady.

Ever since he started cultivating, his mom no longer had to worry about his insomnia.

Sure enough, in his dreams, Henry Clark once again dreamed of cultivation. It was still the same farm boy from yesterday’s dream, who began cultivating after coming into contact with that ancient book.

Huh, today’s dream flowed seamlessly from yesterday’s, just like watching a TV series. Even though he was asleep, Henry Clark felt as if he were awake, observing from a third-person perspective, even able to ponder his own questions.

This feeling was amazing, and also quite interesting. Unlike yesterday, when he didn’t pay much attention, this time Henry Clark was completely focused.

First, it confirmed his suspicions.

Second, watching someone else cultivate might let him “leech” some experience.

It was like teaming up with a pro in a game to farm monsters—even if you just stood by and did nothing, you’d still get some experience points.

In short, this was an opportunity not to be missed, and this time Henry Clark watched very intently.

But soon, Henry Clark felt speechless and bored—not because his willpower was weak, but because the scene before him was just too dull.

So much for the lofty world of cultivation—this manual was just too basic.

There’s nothing wrong with being simple and easy to understand, but Henry Clark had already fully grasped the manual himself, so there didn’t seem to be any experience to “leech.”

He thought he could learn from others, but the boy spent pitifully little time meditating and cultivating. After watching for a long time, Henry Clark realized that ninety percent of his energy was spent looking for food.

Chapter 8: Eating to Cultivate

To cultivate, eat more!

The very beginning of this manual revealed the key to cultivation.

No need for adventure, no need to meditate diligently—the key to building a solid foundation was to find more food...

The more you eat, the faster you cultivate. There’s no shortcut.

No need to worry about not being able to eat enough.

By cultivating according to the manual’s techniques, the digestive system would be greatly strengthened. Even if you ate a ton of food in a day, you wouldn’t have to worry about being too full.

The more you eat, the better the body-tempering effect.

Henry Clark felt his entire worldview collapse. This was nothing like the ethereal, immortal image he had imagined, nor did it match his expectations of the cultivation world.

No magical pills, no fasting—were real cultivators actually just a bunch of big eaters?

Because they ate so much, they could get more strength from food, and thus gain the power to move mountains and seas.

A scene appeared in Henry Clark’s mind.