Chapter 936: Head

Head

Chen Ling felt slightly full.

It was like a person about to die of thirst in the desert finally finding a lake and diving straight in... After crazily devouring a chicken and a pig, Chen Ling felt his dying body come back to life.

But even so, he was only slightly full. After all, his consumption in the previous period was too great, and his body was already hollowed out.

Chen Ling felt that the surroundings seemed a bit too quiet. After coming back to his senses, he slowly looked forward...

In front of the chillingly swaying Table Knife, the Silver King's smile was somewhat stiff. He still held a wine glass in mid-air with one hand, for a moment neither drinking nor putting it down.

Chen Ling glanced at the Silver King's plate, which had been eaten completely clean, and fell into silence.

[Audience Expectation Value +2]

[Current Expectation Value: 78%]

Taking a knife to snatch food from the Silver King's hands?

In this world, how many people would dare to do such a thing?

Sensing the bizarre atmosphere, Chen Ling knew he had to say something. After a moment of silence, he spoke faintly:

"...When I eat... hmm... I lose my sanity. I've made a fool of myself in front of everyone."

For the first time, Chen Ling felt that the identity of a Calamity Fusionist was quite useful. As a "World-Ending" Calamity, a ferocious behemoth living in the Ghost Mockery Abyss, it was quite reasonable to be a bit wild when eating, right?

The Silver King glanced at the gleaming Table Knife stuck in the dining cart. His stiff expression returned to normal, and he smiled:

"As expected of a 'World-Ending' tier... Even when Eating, it's full of aggression.

My arrangements were inadequate this time. Since it is 'World-Ending', the amount of food consumed should indeed be different from ordinary people. Vellia, have the Kitchen continue to prepare more food. We must make sure Mister Chen eats and drinks his fill tonight."

"Yes."

A maid respectfully retreated.

Chen Ling couldn't continue staying in front of the Silver King either. After nodding, he turned to leave.

The Silver King gazed at Chen Ling's back, his eyes narrowing slightly, not knowing what he was thinking... After hesitating for a moment, he raised his wine glass and spoke to the crowd again:

"Please take your time and enjoy, everyone. I have some matters to attend to, so I'll be taking my leave first."

After saying that, he glanced at Chi Tong, who had been standing not far away from him the whole time, and turned to walk out of the venue.

With the Silver King's departure, Chen Ling also let out a slight sigh of relief in his heart...

"Interesting..." Ying Fu sized up Chen Ling,

"He actually didn't react to your 'aggression'... It seems that even a Demigod is wary of the thing inside you... Did you deliberately test him? How did you think of that?"

Chen Ling: ...

In Ying Fu's eyes, Chen Ling's actions had already become a probing with an ulterior motive... But in fact, Chen Ling hadn't thought that much at all; he was just genuinely hungry.

However, this action of his that exceeded everyone's expectations did indeed bring some useful information.

"Who knows." Chen Ling gave Ying Fu a perfunctory answer, then his gaze fell on the dining cart in front of him. He pointed and said, "Are you eating?"

"..." Ying Fu shook his head. "We are not eating."

"Oh, thanks."

Chen Ling civilizedly picked up a knife and fork, preparing to carve up the whole roasted sheep in front of Ying Fu. But thinking of his current "eating frenzy" and "beast persona", he silently put the knife and fork down...

Once a persona was established, it couldn't be altered casually, otherwise there would be problems.

Chen Ling recalled his previous state. He viciously tore the mutton apart with his bare hands, fiercely stuffed them into his mouth, and chewed vigorously!

Ying Fu, including the other guests, silently took a few steps back, keeping their distance from Chen Ling.

After finishing another whole roasted sheep, Chen Ling let out a long sigh of comfort. The Silver King providing unlimited food and drink was a nice point...

Just as Chen Ling was waiting for more food, a figure walked straight towards him.

"You can eat mine."

The person speaking was a man shrouded in a black cloak. Silver clouds were embroidered on the cuffs and hem. The large hood concealed his face, making it impossible to see his appearance, but his voice was gentle as jade.

Seeing this person's attire, Chen Ling was slightly stunned,

"Are you from the Esoteric Sect?"

"...Used to be."

Receiving this answer, Chen Ling guessed the identity of the man before him.

"I know you. You are [Tian Huai]." Chen Ling continued, "The Young Sect Leader of the Esoteric Sect, Huai Meng, is your younger brother."

In the struggle for the Celestial Star Positions, if one were to name the human prodigies who left the deepest impression on Chen Ling, Young Sect Leader Huai Meng was undoubtedly one of them... Chen Ling remembered that the Young Sect Leader's older brother was the pillar of the Hanging Jade Domain, and also one of the five Adjudicators who came to the Wuji Domain this time.

"Huai Meng?" Hearing these two words, Tian Huai's tone seemed somewhat doubtful,

"My younger brother, Huai Meng, passed away three months after he was born."

"?"

Chen Ling's eyebrows furrowed tightly.

Huai Meng passed away three months after he was born? Then who was the one he encountered during the struggle for the Celestial Star Positions... Moreover, Huai Meng's feelings for Tian Huai were clearly not that shallow; the two should have spent a long time together... Could it be that Tian Huai was deliberately hiding something?

"Mister Chen, Mister Chen?" Seeing Chen Ling standing blankly in place, Tian Huai's voice sounded again,

"What's wrong?"

"Oh... nothing. So that's how it is."

For some reason, Chen Ling seemed to have spaced out just now.

"Thank you." Chen Ling couldn't remember what he was thinking about just now. He just thanked Tian Huai and started eating heartily.

Ying Fu, leaning against the wall in the distance, seemed to have been observing Chen Ling's direction the whole time. Seeing this scene, he fell deep into thought.

"Chen Ling, is it..."

Just as Chen Ling was about to finish eating, Chi Tong unhurriedly walked over from a distance. He was pushing a dining cart covered with a silver cloche, his pace loose and casual.

"Have you eaten your fill? If not, I still have some here."

Chen Ling glanced at him, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and said faintly: "No need, I'm already full."

"Are you really not going to eat?"

Chi Tong shrugged. "This thing isn't commonly seen... It'd be a pity not to eat it."

Chen Ling looked at him coldly, not knowing what tricks he was playing.

"How about we take a look first?"

Chi Tong smiled slightly. He grabbed the silver cloche on the dining cart and gently lifted it... A handsome and lively Head was quietly sitting on the dining plate. The pair of still-blinking eyes saw the scene before them and were suddenly stunned...

At the same time.

The Great Crimson Theatrical Robe raised both hands, reaching upward in astonishment... At some point, above the neck, it was already completely empty.

The pupils of Chen Ling's Head on the plate abruptly contracted!