Chapter 2688: I haven't even started yet

Ye Zhangqing's idea was simple: split half the food to attract these Black Soul Beasts, so that the Flame Martial Tribe people would have time to eat.

Everyone was eating, and seeing these Black Soul Beasts drawn to the meat soup, they probably wouldn't be able to attend to anything else then.

The only thing to pay attention to is speed.

Must be fast, definitely fast; there's no time now for everyone to slowly savor, just get it into the stomach first.

"When these Black Soul Beasts start eating later, we'll eat too; remember to be quick."

Ye Zhangqing finally reminded, upon hearing this, someone in the Flame Martial Tribe patted their chest and guaranteed.

"Don't worry, this bowl is just two or three mouthfuls for me; I won't be slow."

"Me too, two mouthfuls and I've finished a bowl."

"I tilt my head back and it's gone."

Upon hearing this, the Flame Martial Tribe people were all full of confidence; as Barbarian God Tribe, they're famous for eating fast.

Before, when eating in the tribe, they had indeed compared eating speed with Tianlin, Miao Qianqian and these Human Race people.

As veterans of many meals, Tianlin, Miao Qianqian and their eating speed is absolutely not slow; after all, often when eating at Ye Zhangqing's place, eating fast means you can have an extra bowl.

But nobody will wait for you.

For this reason, everyone had trained up, yet compared, Tianlin's group's eating speed still couldn't match that of the Flame Martial Tribe folks.

This is the Barbarian God Tribe's advantage—eating dry food means being fast.

So, regarding competing for time with these Black Soul Beasts, everyone is quite confident.

Previously, no one had heard that these Black Soul Beasts needed to eat; they probably don't even understand eating.

So, this is a sure-win situation.

Seeing everyone full of confidence, Ye Zhangqing also relaxed a bit, nodded, then immediately put down the meat soup and retreated far back to a safe zone.

As the meat soup was placed before them, the surrounding Black Soul Beasts, as expected, swarmed over in a crowd.

Their target was straight for that pot of meat soup; seeing this, Ye Zhangqing shouted softly.

"Eat quickly."

Upon hearing this, the Flame Martial Tribe people, without further talk, all reached out to prepare to lift their bowls.

The fast ones already had it to their lips, not bothering with spoons or chopsticks; at this speed, how to eat? They just tipped their heads back and gulped it down—who has time to fetch you a spoon or chopsticks?

But even the fastest person had just taken a sip when the Black Soul Beasts' pot of meat soup was gone outright.

After finishing, the Black Soul Beasts naturally turned their attention to the Flame Martial Tribe people.

Their attitude clearly changed; are they trying to seize the food?

Right now we absolutely cannot let a conflict break out, otherwise it's uncertain how many of those present could survive.

Ye Zhangqing saw this and, without hesitation, shouted.

"Quickly throw away the bowls."

"Huh???"

As soon as those words were spoken, the Flame Martial Tribe people were dumbfounded, especially those whose actions were a bit slower.

"What the hell is this situation? They just lifted their bowls, haven't even taken a bite, and these damned things finished it?"

Just a moment ago they were patting their chests saying this was a sure-win situation.

Who knows about other things, but in a dry-eating speed contest, would the Barbarian God Tribe lose?

This bunch of dead things that don't even understand eating are still competing with them in dry-eating speed.

But who would have thought that in the blink of an eye the outcome was decided; facing these Black Soul Beasts, the Flame Martial Tribe people were completely pressed to the ground and rubbed.

Who exactly doesn't understand eating?

Here we had just lifted the bowl, over there they'd already finished eating, and then they turned their intention to us.

Looking at the meat soup in the bowl, the surrounding Black Soul Beasts, the black mist around their bodies seemed to thicken a bit.

Without needing much communication, one can understand the meaning: are they going to grab it by force?

And once they get hands on it, what the final result will be is hard to say.

So Ye Zhangqing unhesitatingly had everyone abandon the food in their bowls.

Compared to dying here, a bit of food is nothing; worst case, we can just make more ourselves.

Some Black Soul Beasts couldn't hold back and lunged; we saw several Black Soul Beasts make a fierce pounce directly at one of the Flame Martial Tribe members.

This person was still holding the big bowl with a dazed expression, not even having had a sip.

Seeing the meat soup right at the lips, not having taken a sip yet about to be snatched, this Flame Martial Tribe member felt somewhat unwilling.

But just then, Qi Wu's shout came over.

"What are you spacing out for? Didn't you hear Ye brother's words? Quickly throw the bowl!"

These Black Soul Beasts have already lunged forward; it's obvious they're aiming for this big bowl in your hand—why cling to this broken bowl now?

Preserving life is urgent.

Upon hearing this, although the Flame Martial Tribe member was reluctant inside, they still obeyed and threw the big bowl in their hand straight toward the distance.

And as expected, those few Black Soul Beasts turned their heads and went straight for the bowl.

Their target from start to finish was the meat soup in the bowl; for the Flame Martial Tribe people, that truly held no interest for them.

Unless you occupy the meat soup and refuse to give it up, then the only option is to seize it—find a way to kill you first, then drink the soup.

With a Black Soul Beast taking the lead, the others also understood; as for this, the Flame Martial Tribe side, everyone was extremely unwilling.

They hadn't drunk anything at all; even the fastest few had only taken a sip, leaving most of the bowl still.

Their necks hadn't even fully tilted back, and they could see the meat soup was already impossible to keep.

They felt furious inside, but given the situation, they had no recourse; they had to give it up unless they were willing to die.

Everyone gritted their teeth, threw the meat soup in their hands out, and watched helplessly as the Black Soul Beasts divided and ate it.

A big pot full of meat soup, the people drank just a few sips, then it was gone.

As the meat soup was finished, these Black Soul Beasts seemed to have sized up the people.

Seeing that the people had no food left in their hands, they didn't continue to attack, just silently retreated back to the dark corner to stay.

Not leaving?

Looking at these Black Soul Beasts, having eaten everything clean and still not leaving, just retreating to their original place, the Flame Martial Tribe people couldn't help but twitch the corners of their mouths.

"This damn thing is still waiting for another round?"

"Isn't it obvious? They're standing guard like this, what can we do now? We can't eat anymore."

"How do these ghostly things eat so fast? I just picked it up a moment ago."

"Ye Brother, what should we do now?"

These Black Soul Beasts have tasted the sweetness, so they absolutely don't want to leave.

Moreover, the people have no ability to drive them away, but with these Black Soul Beasts present, at the speed they just ate the dry rations, the people can't even eat a fart.

Even Qi Wu, who always thought he was the best at eating dry rations, has fallen into silence at this moment.

This speed is completely not something a living creature could possess; you damn it, you don't even have time to open your mouth.

Only these strange and weird ghostly things could produce such a thing.