Chapter 7

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Rumble.

A rumble came from Wang Yan's stomach, reminding him that since yesterday noon, he had only eaten half a watermelon. Enduring the strong smell in the kitchen, Wang Yan fried two sunny-side-up eggs and made a bowl of noodles. When the food was placed in front of him, his hunger seemed to intensify.

His stomach churned with acid, and his intestines moved vigorously, as if he hadn't eaten for several days.

Sizzle!

Accompanied by the intense sound of eating, it took less than a minute. No, to be precise, it took at most forty seconds for the full bowl of noodles and eggs to be completely consumed.

Wang Yan was stunned by himself. After eating so much, he only felt a slight relief from his hunger. The desire to eat was still as intense as ever.

Moreover, he could vaguely feel his stomach moving joyfully and secreting a large amount of gastric acid to digest the food.

Could it be that not only his senses and strength had evolved, but his digestive ability had also been enhanced?

Hungry, so hungry.

If this continues, will I end up as a fat guy weighing hundreds of pounds?

But I'm so hungry, it's really uncomfortable.

Unable to resist the torment of hunger, Wang Yan cooked the remaining roll of noodles, filling a large wok. This pot of noodles, enough for three or four strong men, was completely consumed by Wang Yan in less than three minutes after seasoning.

"Finally, I feel a bit full." Wang Yan leaned against the sofa, contentedly patting his round belly. He opened the laptop his family bought him for college and started looking up information about evolution and mutations.

His bloated stomach began to move joyfully again.

Ten minutes!

Wang Yan was shocked to find that he was starting to feel hungry again. His bloated belly had already flattened.

What kind of digestive rate is this! Even a pig wouldn't be this extreme. Is this a side effect of evolution?

But thinking about it, all aspects of his body's functions have increased significantly, and his cells and tissues need more nutrients and energy.

But he only had about 800 yuan left in his pocket. How long would that last? The rent was almost due, and he still owed 3,000 yuan that needed to be paid back soon.

It seems he needs to find a way to earn more money.

The job at the medical equipment company, in essence, was just a delivery person. It was more tiring than being a courier, but the pay was much less, purely a scam. Doing that job was worse than being a courier.

Courier?

Wang Yan's eyes lit up. This was actually a good idea. Courier services were a popular industry now, with every household enthusiastic about online shopping. As long as he was willing to work hard, with his significantly improved physical abilities, he should be able to earn a lot.

But the problem was that the remaining money probably wouldn't last until the next payday after changing jobs.

It seems he needed to find a part-time job that paid daily, preferably one that paid daily.

Wang Yan picked up his laptop and started logging into local job websites, looking for jobs that paid daily.

"Can it get any worse?" Wang Yan's face twitched as he complained, "The high-paying jobs are either public relations for entertainment companies or nightclub managers."

Or some technical jobs, like welding with argon arc.

Right, maybe some urban supernatural novels online could offer some suggestions. Wang Yan searched for some popular novels and carefully read about the main characters' initial development.

As he read, Wang Yan was speechless. The abilities the main characters obtained were all very special. Things like X-ray vision to see through jade stones, or the ability to sense the aura of antiques and find rare treasures. Or the ability to control a clone to explore sunken treasure ships in the sea.

Some even got a game system, where they could add points to any ability or win prizes.

His own comprehensive physical enhancement didn't seem to have much of a market. Could he become a bodyguard? Find a beautiful CEO to protect and maybe get a little romantic?

But that wouldn't be his turn. There were plenty of special forces graduates with much more professional knowledge and combat skills than him.

Relying on strength, daily pay, earning more, and not breaking the law.

Wang Yan thought about it and felt that the most practical thing to do was to go to a construction site and carry bricks. As for other high-end jobs that rely on strength and speed, he could think about and try them slowly.

The most important thing right now was to quickly earn some money to pay off his debts and fill his stomach.

"Rumble!"

Thinking about food, Wang Yan's stomach started rumbling again. It was the body's instinctive craving for food and energy, forcing him to eat.

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Fifteen minutes later, in a chain fast-food restaurant outside the rental community.

Wang Yan spent 11.5 yuan to order a small plate of country-style stir-fried pork, a bowl of tomato and egg soup, and a serving of rice, starting his legend as a food god.

The biggest advantage of eating here was the free refills!

With a small bite of chili and a spoonful of soup, a bowl of rice was easily finished.

When he went for his fourth refill, a cute little girl beside him looked at Wang Yan with big eyes and tugged at her mother's sleeve, "Mom, you said that children who can eat are good children. This uncle must be very good~ Let him be Baby's daddy."

The woman's face turned red, and she quickly covered the girl's mouth, scolding her, "Baby, don't talk nonsense. The uncle will dislike you."

Uh...

Wang Yan's face also turned red. Having such good hearing wasn't always a good thing. He could only pretend not to hear and continue eating.

Fifth bowl, sixth bowl... ninth bowl!

Various whispers started to reach Wang Yan's ears. Some said he was the reincarnation of Zhu Bajie, or a hungry ghost, or that he must have deliberately starved himself for days to come here for a free meal.

The bowls were too small, and he had to keep getting up to refill. Each time, he had to press the rice down firmly...

Wang Yan, who had recently tanned a bit, could still hide his flushed face. To fill his stomach, he had to endure it.

After the twentieth bowl of rice, the communal rice pot was almost empty.

The people around him had stopped eating and were just watching him.

A young waitress in a uniform stood beside Wang Yan, holding 20 yuan, looking pitifully at the small amount of country-style stir-fried pork left on his plate. Her body swayed, and she said softly with teary eyes, "Sir, our manager said she will treat you this time. Please, please go to another restaurant tomorrow. We, we have a limited amount of rice prepared every day..."

"Um..." Wang Yan felt he couldn't stay any longer, quickly finished the stir-fried pork, and drank the soup, "I'm full, I'll leave, I'll leave."

Wang Yan, whose face wasn't as thick as a city wall, didn't want to take the money and left directly.

"Mom, let's not have this uncle as our daddy. He'll eat us poor..." the little girl sighed in a childish voice.

"Baby, don't talk nonsense!" The woman's face turned so red she wanted to find a hole to hide in.

Rejected by the little girl, Wang Yan stumbled out of the fast-food restaurant, touching his belly. Hmm, although he wasn't completely full, he estimated he was about 70-80% full. He felt his stomach's digestion rate was starting to slow down.

But at this rate of eating, it wouldn't be long before all the city's buffets and places with free refills would put him on their blacklist.

It's all because of the money. If his wallet was full, ordering a table full of Australian lobsters wouldn't make anyone chase him away; they would treat him like a god of wealth.

Wang Yan looked up at the sky, letting the sunlight fall on him.

His heart was like the scorching sun of August, burning intensely.

Definitely!

He must have a satisfying meal.

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