Black Book

Chapter 45 Little Britain
After tentatively continuing to eat, Zhu Haomiao discovered that the food he ate did not conceptually reverse into a deficit, but was slowly digested into nutrients like normal food.

With a shock in his heart, Zhu Haomiao instantly understood his previous misunderstanding.

[Gluttony] is not a specific limit, but a matter of one’s mind!
As long as the food is eaten by one's own will, no matter if it makes you 100%, 20%, or 30% full, it is nourishment for your own growth!

On the contrary, when you are dominated by the desire for gluttony and lose your rationality, you will be "punished" even if you are only 50% or 60% full!
The next second, the information from the [Black Book] confirmed Zhu Haomiao's guess.

"【Gluttony】+1, 【Tao Heart】+1"

When you are more than 100% full, while [Gluttony] increases, your [Dao Heart] not only does not decrease, but it increases at the same time!

Because I didn't lose control!
Everything comes from the heart!
Zhu Haomiao was even more surprised as he suddenly realized the truth.

This means that [Original Sin] and [Dao Heart] are not in an absolute opposing relationship of one growing at the expense of the other, they can also grow together!

At least we 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 delicious food.

The shopkeeper and the waiter, who had been observing secretly, saw that the young man was satisfied with the meal. They looked at each other at the same time and put aside their last bit of worry.

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

"what?"

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

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

"Why is the wine with the meal not as fragrant as the one in the lobby?"

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

Immediately, he glanced cautiously at the frowning young man, and secretly became angry.

"Where's the manager? Tell your manager to get out!"

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

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, it seemed as if a lion with standing hair and beard appeared in the lobby, attracting the diners' sidelong glances, and some timid guests even got up and left in panic.

However, Wilson didn't care about these things at all. Now was a critical period for him, and more than ten years of hard work depended on this finishing touch.

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

On the contrary, if you make the other party unhappy, just one word from them can make him stay in this barbaric and backward country, and never make any progress in his life!
So... no matter what, he must make his attitude clear!

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

Seeing this, the shopkeeper who had been hiding in the corner rushed out immediately, bowing and nodding to apologize.

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

slap~
The shopkeeper staggered after being slapped, and his face instantly became swollen with five bright red finger marks. But he was stunned for only a second, then he put on a flattering smile and put the other side of his face in front of Wilson.

"Dear sir..." Before he could finish his words, Wilson slapped the shopkeeper again, this time knocking him to the ground, and he couldn't get up for a long time.

What he wanted was not an apology, but to let the two nobles see his attitude.

However, being a manager alone is not enough to show his "attitude"!
Wilson then looked around and quickly discovered the source of the wine aroma.

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

"Look, a dragon man."

Rubio curled his lips and whispered with a gloating look.

“Heitie, I really don’t know how he got in. With his strength, I don’t think even the natives can handle him.”

"It's just the behavior of the indigenous people. It has nothing to do with us. Let's just watch the show."

Stewie shrugged indifferently, watching Wilson rush up to the boy, snatch the empty wine jar from his table, and sneer ferociously.

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

The shopkeeper, who had finally gotten up, saw this and rushed over, begging desperately.

There are people on both sides whom he cannot afford to offend. If a conflict arises, he might be the one who suffers the most miserably!
However, Wilson smashed a jar of wine 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?!!"

Rather than questioning the shopkeeper, it would be more accurate to say that these words were shouted at the two nobles, letting them know that it was not their attitude that was problematic, but that these yellow monkeys had 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, stepped on Wilson's face and knocked him to the ground.

"Whose dog is barking here? Is anyone doing anything about it?"

A juvenile with sharp features stepped on Wilson, crushing his face left and right with his toes. He raised his head and looked around, and his sight quickly locked onto a group of ugly-looking white people not far away.

"Ce Na, I thought it was some stupid dog from some family, but it turns out to be Little Britain, no Ireland, no united kingdom~"

He crushed the fat face under his feet hard, and the arrogant, playful and contemptuous smile on the boy's face became more unscrupulous.

On the other side, even those who were hostile to Wilson were no longer happy. The young man on the opposite side was not stepping on Wilson at all, he was clearly slapping them in the face!
"Damn it! Let Wilson go!"

Seeing that a conflict was about to break out, the boy didn't pay any attention to the shouting natives. He looked past the group of adults and stared straight at the two teenagers surrounded by them. His eyes swept over the silver lion badges on their chests, and his mouth curled up in a playful expression.

"Are we going to start a war?"

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

They were not born in their native land, but were unfortunately born in overseas colonies. They used their heads to go to war with the dragon people?
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 identical golden dragon emblems on their chests, Stewie and Rubio broke out in a sweat.

But after hesitating for a moment, Rubio still stepped forward.

"Wilson spoke without thinking and offended you. Now he has been punished. Can you let him go?"

(End of this chapter)