Chapter 23

Wang Ge checked his body himself. The only thing worth celebrating today was that he had not suffered any fatal injuries, which saved him the cost of the medical room.

However, he did have some minor injuries. He had taken quite a few punches and kicks from Leopard Cub, especially on his chest, where he had been hit dozens of times. Although Leopard Cub's strength was weak, it still made Wang Ge's chest ache. Wang Ge didn't know how serious his injuries were; it could be a cracked rib or internal organ damage, but either possibility was troublesome.

When changing clothes, Wang Ge felt that even slight movements would cause pain in his chest, making even simple actions like buttoning up a burden.

After changing, Wang Ge looked at himself in the full-length mirror and frowned again. A large bruise covered his forehead, a mark left from headbutting Leopard Cub.

Other parts were fine, but this one was too obvious. He hoped his clever sister wouldn't notice. Wang Ge combed his hair to cover the bruise and then left through the back door.

He went to the finance department to collect his earnings for the night, his face dark. Since Leopard Cub and Wang Ge had the same life level, the single match bonus was only 3,000 sun coins.

The betting commission for the second match was exactly double the first, reaching 1,200 sun coins.

Due to the upset in the first match, many spectators gained confidence in Wang Ge, leading to this significant increase. With more victories and growing fame, the betting commission would likely increase even more.

In total, he earned 4,200 sun coins. There were no big spenders, so this was all he got.

This made Wang Ge feel that the first match was more worthwhile, despite the struggle between life and death and the 10,000 sun coins spent in the medical room, he still had 10,000 sun coins left. Clearly, that was more cost-effective.

The boxing ring cafeteria provided meals for the internal staff. When Wang Ge was a sparring partner, he basically ate here every day because it was free and all-you-can-eat.

Usually, only ordinary internal staff, such as cleaners, helpers, and sparring partners, ate here. Higher-level executives, doctors, and boxers did not come, as their higher income allowed them to eat better elsewhere. Who would want to eat in the cafeteria?

Although Wang Ge's income had significantly increased, he still chose to eat for free, saving as much money as possible, especially since he had just decided to buy Wang Fei a new optical brain.

"Uncle Cai, three servings, please." Wang Ge stared at the steaming pot, his mouth watering as if he hadn't eaten a full meal in ages.

The chef, who had a history in the underworld, had thick arms covered in tattoos, but his round, plump face looked friendly. He was obsessed with lottery numbers and was nicknamed "Uncle Cai."

"Hey, Wang, you're still not home so late?" Uncle Cai, unaware that Wang Ge had become a boxer, asked curiously, then added with a smile while serving him, "You usually only take two servings. Looks like your appetite has grown, huh?"

"I feel so tired today, I could eat a whole cow." Wang Ge eagerly took the tray, but the weight of the three servings immediately caused pain in his chest.

Seeing Wang Ge wince, Uncle Cai said with concern, "Don't overdo it. No amount of money is worth more than a healthy body."

"Got it, Uncle Cai." Wang Ge thanked him and quickly walked to his usual corner.

He didn't know what was wrong today. When he left the boxing ring's rest room, he was already starving, feeling as if his stomach was touching his back. Now, facing a full tray, his eyes gleamed like a hungry wolf's, and he immediately started shoveling food into his mouth.

So hungry!

Wang Ge devoured the three servings like a whirlwind. Seeing his cheeks puff up, the onlookers were stunned. They had seen big eaters before, especially sparring partners who often ate three servings, but Wang Ge's ravenous eating was truly terrifying!

After finishing the three servings, Wang Ge, still unsatisfied, went to Uncle Cai again, "Uncle Cai, please... three servings."

Uncle Cai looked at him in surprise, "Wang, take it easy. Overeating can make you sick!"

"Uncle Cai, I'm really hungry!" Wang Ge said, already rushing to his corner to eat.

The hunger was indescribable. Wang Ge quickly finished another three servings, and the desperate feeling of hunger eased somewhat, but his stomach still felt like it wanted more.

Could I really be eating myself sick? Wang Ge calmed down and touched his stomach. Oddly, despite eating so much, his stomach was still flat, as if he hadn't eaten at all!

Where did all the food go? Wang Ge was a bit frightened. He quickly checked his body, but felt no discomfort.

In fact, he felt more comfortable. It seemed... the pain from his injuries had lessened. Wang Ge raised his arm to look at it; it had been kicked by Leopard Cub, leaving a large bruise that had been painful earlier, but now it was pain-free and the bruise was gone.

Hmm? Wang Ge stretched, feeling pain in his chest but acknowledging that it had significantly eased. If the pain was a scale of ten, it had dropped to seven.

Could it be... eating is repairing my body like gene nutrient fluid? However, the effect seems minor, probably because the food isn't as pure and direct as gene nutrient fluid. In that case, I'll have to eat more to make up for it.

Wow, my body... has really undergone some strange changes. Wang Ge speculated and stood up again to find Uncle Cai, "Uncle Cai, please... another three servings."

Wang Ge didn't know how much more he could eat, but his intuition told him three servings would be fine. He also feared that asking for too much would shock people, as he had already eaten six servings.

Uncle Cai looked at Wang Ge in shock, "Wang, are you trying to break a record?"

Wang Ge could only smile. Uncle Cai served him and watched as Wang Ge walked away. Many people were watching him eat, making him feel uncomfortable.

Under everyone's gaze, Wang Ge finished another three servings. Although he felt only half full, he didn't want to continue.

After finishing, Wang Ge put the tray in the recycling basket. Seeing Wang Ge finally stop, Uncle Cai sighed, "Good kid, eating nine servings by yourself. You're the biggest eater in our cafeteria. Even boxers usually only eat six servings. I suggest you go to the medical room and get some digestive medicine to avoid stomach pain tonight."

"Thanks, Uncle Cai." Wang Ge left the cafeteria, touching his still-flat stomach. Only half full, where could he go to eat more?

When Wang Ge returned to his building, he saw the night lit up with bright lights, and a row of stalls selling late-night snacks.

"I've got it!" Wang Ge excitedly entered a self-service hot pot restaurant. This place was very affordable, costing only 60 sun coins for all-you-can-eat, including free beer. Poor people in the area often came here to indulge.

After paying, Wang Ge picked his food, choosing enoki mushrooms, bamboo shoots, bean curd, ham, pig's blood, tripe, duck intestines, beef, and more, piling his tray high like a small mountain.

The round, plump owner, Auntie Fat, was unhappy, her sharp mouth curling, "Wang, take what you can eat. Wasting is shameful!"

"Got it." Wang Ge thought, how could he waste? This might not even be enough!

Although the hot pot was self-service, it tasted much better than the cafeteria's pot. Wang Ge was still hungry, and his chopsticks flew like dragons, quickly emptying the mountain of food on his tray. He got up to pick more.

Seeing Wang Ge return with another mountain of food, Auntie Fat glared at him, "Wang, how long have you been hungry? Are you making up for it here?"

Wang Ge ignored Auntie Fat's sharp words, knowing that running a small business was hard for the poor. He just focused on eating.

After finishing this mountain of food, Wang Ge finally felt eight-tenths full. The pain from his injuries had greatly lessened, and his chest, the most injured part, now only ached slightly. If he ate one more serving, he would be completely healed.

Wang Ge stood up with his empty tray and walked to the food stand. Auntie Fat's round body quickly blocked his path.

Glaring at Wang Ge, Auntie Fat spread her arms, "Wang, are you trying to eat me out of business? Running a small business is hard. I work from dawn to dusk to earn a little, and I have to support my family, with an elderly mother bedridden for three years and a child who needs tuition tomorrow..."

"Let's call it a day today." Wang Ge shrugged, knowing that despite the self-service sign, he couldn't push it too far with the neighbors.

"Phew, I knew Wang was a sensible kid." Auntie Fat put on a friendly face, "That's enough for today. Come back next time if you're hungry."

"Sure, Auntie Fat, I'll come back tomorrow!" Wang Ge smiled, making Auntie Fat almost want to slap herself.