The Black Book

After tentatively continuing to eat, Zhu Haomiao found that the food he ate did not turn from a conceptual flip to a deficit, but was slowly digested into nutrients like normal food.

Zhu Haomiao was shocked and instantly understood his previous misunderstanding.

[Gluttony] is not a specific limit, but exists in one's heart!

As long as the food is eaten by one's own will, whether it is full, 20% full, or 30% full, it is the nourishment for one's own growth!

On the contrary, when one is dominated by the desire of [Gluttony] and loses reason, even if it is only 50% full or 60% full, it will be "punished"!

The next second, the information from the [Black Book] confirmed Zhu Haomiao's conjecture.

"[Gluttony] +1, [Dao Heart] +1"

When [Gluttony] is more than 10% full, while [Gluttony] increases, one's [Dao Heart] not only does not decrease, but it increases synchronously!

Because he is not out of control!

Everything comes from the heart!

Zhu Haomiao was more surprised when he was enlightened.

This means that [Original Sin] and [Dao Heart] are not absolutely in an opposing relationship of one rising while the other falling, they can also grow together!

At least they can grow together in the fantasy realm!

After figuring this out, Zhu Haomiao smiled brightly, picked up his chopsticks again, and attacked the last bit of food.

The shopkeeper and the waiter who had been observing secretly saw that the boy was satisfied with the meal, and they looked at each other at the same time and put down the last bit of worry.

However, at this moment, a group of well-dressed, blond and blue-eyed foreigners came down from the private room on the second floor, chatting and laughing, vaguely surrounding the two young boys in the middle.

"Huh?"

As soon as he entered the lobby, he smelled the refreshing aroma of wine. The middle-aged man in the lead rolled his eyes and immediately found an opportunity to put eye drops on his competitors.

"Wilson, didn't you say you would treat Lord Rubio to a dinner of the highest standard?"

"Why is the wine not as good as the one in the lobby?"

Hearing this, Wilson, who was trying to please the boy, changed his expression and glared at the speaker with gritted teeth.

Then, he carefully glanced at the boy with a frown, and secretly became fierce in his heart.

"Where is the manager? Tell your manager to get out!"

No longer caring about the so-called gentlemanly etiquette, Wilson roared in a heavy accent in Mandarin.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, it seemed that there was a lion with a beard and hair standing up in the lobby, which attracted the attention of a group of diners, and even some timid guests got up and left in a panic.

However, Wilson didn't care about these at all. Now was his critical period, and more than ten years of hard work depended on this final blow.

If he could get these two local earl's sons to help say a few good words, his big business would be a sure thing.

On the contrary, if he offended the other party, a word from the other party could make him stay in this barbaric and backward country and never make any progress in his life!

So... no matter what, he had to show his attitude!

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm the manager of this store, I'm sorry for not treating you well..."

Seeing this, the shopkeeper who was hiding in the corner rushed out and apologized.

However, Wilson ignored him and came up with a big fight.

Snap~

The shopkeeper staggered after being slapped, and his face instantly swelled up with bright red five finger marks, but he was stunned for only a second, and then he smiled flatteringly and put the other side of his face in front of Wilson.

"Dear Sir..."

Before he finished speaking, Wilson slapped him again, and this time he slapped the shopkeeper to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.

He didn't want an apology, but to let the two nobles see his attitude.

However, a mere manager was not enough to show his "attitude"!

Then, Wilson looked around and soon found the source of the wine aroma.

Looking at the man rushing towards the boy like an angry lion, Stevie quietly turned to Rubio and pouted at him.

"Look, a dragon man."

Rubio pulled the corner of his mouth and whispered with gloating.

"Black Iron, I really don't know how he got in. With this strength, I guess even the natives can't deal with it."

"Anyway, it's the behavior of the natives, it has nothing to do with us, just watch the show."

Stevie shrugged indifferently, watching Wilson rush to the boy, snatch the empty wine jar on his table, and raised a hideous sneer.

"Dear sir, please don't do this..."

The shopkeeper who had finally climbed up saw this situation, and rushed over to beg bitterly.

Both sides are people he can't afford to offend. If there is a conflict, he might be the one who dies the most miserably!

However, Wilson smashed a wine jar on the shopkeeper's forehead and roared angrily: "I said I wanted the highest dining standards! You used inferior wine to perfunctorily deal with me and hid the good wine for this yellow-skinned monkey?!!"

This was more like shouting to the two nobles than questioning the shopkeeper, letting them know that it was not their attitude that was wrong, but these yellow-skinned monkeys who deceived them!

However, his meal was interrupted by his rude roar. Zhu Haomiao glanced at him impatiently and was about to get up when a black shadow suddenly fell from the second floor and stepped on Wilson's face, knocking him to the ground.

"Whose dog is barking here? Is anyone in charge?"

A sharp-edged teenager stepped on Wilson, crushing his face with his toes. He raised his head and looked around, and his sight quickly locked on a group of ugly white people not far away.

"Hey, I thought it was someone's stupid dog, but it turned out to be Little Britain, No Ireland, Unable to Unite the Kingdom~"

The boy crushed the fat face under his feet, and the arrogant, playful, and contemptuous smile on his face became more and more unscrupulous.

On the other side, even those who were hostile to Wilson were not happy. The boy on the opposite side was not stepping on Wilson, but slapping them in the face!

"Damn it! Let Wilson go!"

Seeing that the conflict was about to break out, the boy didn't care about the natives who were shouting. His eyes passed over a group of adults and stared straight at the two boys surrounded by them. His eyes swept across the silver lion badges on their chests, and his expression was playful.

"Want to start a war?"

The undisguised threatening look made Stevie and Rubio look even uglier.

Not born in the native land, but unlucky to be born in an overseas colony, they would fight with the dragon's people with their heads?

The Magic City is their base camp!

Especially seeing that there were several equally high-spirited boys and girls on the second floor leaning against the railing, looking down at this farce with a smile on their faces...

Noticing the golden dragon emblems on their chests, Stevie and Rubio were sweating profusely.

But after hesitating for a moment, Rubio still stood up.

"Wilson offended you with his words, and now he has been punished. Can you let him go?"