The most important thing right now is to quickly make some fast cash to pay off debts and fill his stomach.

"Gurgle!"

As soon as he thought about food, Ryan Walker's stomach started growling again—a primal craving of the body for food and energy, using hunger to force people to eat.

……

A quarter of an hour later, inside a chain fast food restaurant outside his rented apartment complex.

Ryan Walker spent eleven yuan and fifty cents, ordered a small plate of country-style stir-fried pork, a bowl of tomato and egg soup, and a serving of rice, beginning his legend as a food god.

The biggest benefit of eating here—free rice refills!

With a bite of spicy pepper and a spoonful of soup, a bowl of rice was easily finished off.

When he went for his fourth bowl of rice, a cute little girl nearby looked at Ryan Walker with wide eyes, tugged on the sleeve of the young woman beside her, and said, "Mommy, you said kids who can eat are good kids. This uncle must be very good~ Let him be my daddy."

The young woman's face turned red, and she hurriedly covered the girl's mouth, scolding in a low voice, "Baby, don't say such things, uncle will dislike you."

Uh...

Ryan Walker also blushed; having such sharp hearing wasn't always a good thing. He could only pretend he hadn't heard and kept his head down, eating.

Fifth bowl, sixth bowl... ninth bowl!

All sorts of whispers around him started reaching Ryan Walker's ears. Things like "he must be the reincarnation of Pigsy," "a starving ghost reborn," or "he must have starved himself for days just to freeload here," and so on.

The bowls were really too small, so he had to keep getting up for more rice, and each time he had to press it down firmly with the rice paddle...

Ryan Walker had gotten a bit tanned lately, and although his face was burning, he could still hide it. To fill his belly, he just had to endure.

After the twentieth bowl, the communal rice bucket was empty.

People around had stopped eating and were just watching him.

A young waitress in uniform stood next to Ryan Walker, clutching twenty yuan, looking pitifully at the half plate of stir-fried pork he had left. Her body swayed as if she might faint, and with teary eyes she whispered, "Sir, our manager said this meal is on her. Please, could you go eat somewhere else tomorrow? We... we only prepare a limited amount of rice each day..."

"Uh..." Ryan Walker felt he really couldn't stay any longer. He quickly finished the stir-fried pork and drank the soup. "I'm full, I'll go now, I'll go now."

His skin wasn't thick enough to shamelessly take their money, so Ryan Walker just walked out.

"Mommy, let's not have this uncle be my daddy after all, or our family will be eaten into poverty..." the cute little girl sighed in her childish voice.

"Baby, don't say such things!" The young woman's face was so red she wished she could find a hole to hide in.

Rejected by a little girl. Ryan Walker stumbled and fled the fast food restaurant, rubbing his belly. Hmm, although he wasn't completely full, he was about seventy or eighty percent there. He could feel his stomach's digestion slowing down.

But if he kept eating like this, soon every buffet and free rice refill place in the city would blacklist him.

All because of money. If his wallet were full, no one would chase him out for ordering a table full of Australian lobster—they'd treat him like a god of wealth.

Ryan Walker looked up at the sky, letting the sunlight pour over him.

His heart, like the August sun, burned with passion.

He must!

He must have a satisfying meal.

……

Chapter 0008: Eight-Pack Abs Gradually Take Shape

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"Is... is this brat a monster?" In a secluded corner of the fast food restaurant, Noah Grant, wearing a wig and obviously made up, held a large-screen phone and muttered in shock, "Even a pig can't eat as much as him."

Lillian Nolan, dressed as a stylish urban office lady, her once-tied black hair now cascading over her shoulders like a waterfall, adjusted her sunglasses with slender fingers and mused, "Based on all the signs we've observed, he should be in the ability awakening stage. A large number of cells need to be replaced, which requires a huge amount of nutrients and energy."

"I've been through the awakening stage too," Noah Grant said, scrolling on her phone and exhaling, "but I wasn't this hungry."

"When you awakened your ability, you spent a month in a VIP hospital room, getting all your nutrients and energy through IV drips," Lillian Nolan said, grabbing an elegant handbag and heading out. "Besides, from our observations, he should be a strength enhancer. This type of superhuman usually needs even more nutrition. Alright, enough chatter, focus and keep on with the mission."

……

Ryan Walker bought twenty jin of noodles at the market, then spent the whole afternoon holed up in his room.

He was mainly researching the reasons for his physical enhancement. Thanks to the information-rich modern society, he had learned quite a bit about genes, muscles, cells, and so on.

By seven or eight in the evening, it was getting dark.

But the heat hadn't faded at all.

Ryan Walker was shirtless, wearing only a pair of big shorts, with the floor fan on full blast, but he was still sweating profusely.

Could it be that his cells were still constantly strengthening?

Puzzled, he could only go take another cold shower.

At the same time.