Death of Douluo

On the hillock, Mo Fan's figure was still lying calmly. Seven days later, the cracks on Mo Fan's skin were still recovering.

After a full month like this, Mo Fan's quiet figure finally moved, and the corners of his closed eyes also moved.

The slowly opening eyes indicated that Mo Fan finally woke up.

"Where am I?"

Mo Fan stared blankly at the night sky and wanted to sit up, but the feeling of weakness that made him unable to recover for a while.

"What's wrong with me?"

Mo Fan waited for a long time, and then he sat up with difficulty and leaned on the rocks beside him.

The surging fullness of the soul power was in sharp contrast to the weakness of the body.

The churning soul power told him that his soul power had exceeded level [-], but Mo Fan didn't know why his body was so weak.

"What happened when I was unconscious?"

Mo Fan struggled to raise his right hand and stroked it towards his heart.

Mo Fan didn't know why he touched his heart, but he subconsciously felt as if his heart had been injured.

"Could it be that guy Xu comes out again?"

With all this unknown, Mo Fan could only think of the void in his body.

"I wonder how the dean and Teacher Zhao are doing? Instead of worrying about them, the most urgent thing now is to find something to eat..."

Mo Fan helped him stand up with difficulty, his spiritual veins bloomed, and his spiritual seeds spread in all directions, exploring the surroundings.

"Huh? The range of the spiritual network has been increased again."

Feeling the scene coming from a radius of [-] meters, Mo Fan was a little surprised. At the same time, he also looked a little helpless, because according to his inspection, there was nothing edible within a radius of [-] meters.

"Everyone has a dollar that stumps a hero. Although I am not a hero, I am stumped by this one!"

Mo Fan smiled bitterly and looked at the mountain bag with an even more bitter expression, "Damn, it's still on the mountain bag."

Mo Fan supported his trembling legs and walked slowly down the mountain. It is said that a man cannot say that he is not good, but Mo Fan's body is too weak at this time. He is really not good at this time. He can't even walk. difficulty.

"I held a big grass, what happened when I was unconscious, or what did I do, my body is so weak!"

All the way down slowly, Mo Fan kept cursing crazily in his heart.

Because his body was too weak, Mo Fan did not dare to use his soul power at will.

It took Mo Fan a quarter of an hour to walk down a hill several hundred meters high.

After walking unsteadily for another quarter of an hour, Mo Fan finally found a wild fruit tree. Mo Fan didn't know whether the wild fruits were poisonous, but from Lingzi's exploration, Mo Fan could preliminarily determine that these wild fruits were edible.

After finally walking in, Mo Fan didn't care about the Panax notoginseng. While picking it, he started to eat it hungrily. He didn't care whether it was clean or not, and how it tasted.

There were only seven or eight wild fruits on the tree, and in just a few moments, Mo Fan had eaten them all.

Phew, after eating the wild fruit, Mo Fan took a long breath as if he was saved, and sat down leaning on the wild fruit tree.

The weak body finally regained some strength. Hunger was indeed part of the reason why Mo Fan's body was so weak, but this was only one of them.

After resting for a while, Mo Fan stood up again. A few wild fruits obviously couldn't fill Mo Fan's stomach, and he still felt hungry after eating.

The feeling of hunger and weakness coupled with this strange environment and so many strange things happening, Mo Fan didn't dare to stay casually. There were only two things he had to do now, fill his stomach and confirm his situation.

After walking for another half an hour, Mo Fan found some other food one after another and barely filled his stomach. However, his hunger remained unchanged and his feeling of weakness did not improve much. .

But Mo Fan, after several attempts, his body was now able to withstand his use of soul power. With the help of soul power, Mo Fan quickly determined his position.

An hour later, it was the familiar town again, and Mo Fan walked slowly.

"Eat, eat..."

After this hour's journey, Mo Fan could be said to be tired and hungry. All of this was due to his physical weakness.

In the small town at night, the lights were still flickering. Mo Fan found a nearby restaurant and walked in quickly.

"Sir, what would you like to eat?" The waiter in the store quickly stepped forward to receive Mo Fan. While speaking, he also handed the menu to Mo Fan.

"Just give me a book, I'm too hungry, hurry up."

Mo Fan didn't even bother to look at the menu, so he took out ten gold soul coins from his pocket and placed them on the table.

"What?" The waiter thought he heard wrongly and looked at Mo Fan blankly, frozen on the spot.

"Can't you hear what I say? Hurry up." Seeing the waiter in a daze, Mo Fan looked a little impatient. He patted the table and reminded the waiter that there was nothing he could do, he was too hungry.

"Okay, sir, I'll make arrangements right away." When the waiter saw this, he shrank his head and hurriedly ran towards the kitchen.

Some dishes are simple and the restaurant will prepare some in advance. After a while, the waiter came up with two plates of dishes.

As soon as the dishes were put down, Mo Fan started to devour them. Under the astonished look in the waiter's eyes, Mo Fan finished the two plates of food in three quick strokes.

"It's not enough. Can you hurry up? By the way, do you have any staple food? Rice, steamed buns, and steamed buns are all fine. Bring them all to me!"

After two plates of food, the hunger still hadn't subsided at all. Instead, he was even more eager to eat. It wasn't so much Mo Fan's desire, but more so that Mo Fan's body was longing for it.

Because of this, Mo Fan couldn't help but look a little irritable.

"Okay, okay, right away." Seeing this, the waiter quickly brought four more steamed buns.

Looking at the steamed buns in front of the table, Mo Fan reached out with his hands and found two in each hand. All four steamed buns fell into Mo Fan's hands.Not to mention, this steamed bun is very soft and elastic.The smell of noodles came, and Mo Fan felt even hungrier.

Three bites each, four steamed buns went into Mo Fan's stomach in just a few breaths.

"Keep getting food!" Mo Fan shouted.

Soon the waiter brought up four more steamed buns. Under the surprised look of the waiter, within a few bites, the steamed buns were all gone again.

When the waiter realized that his speed of getting food could not keep up with Mo Fan's eating speed, he quickly called on other people in the shop to help. From the first one person, to two people, to three people, the whole restaurant was surrounded by people. Mo Fan spun around.

Mo Fan's weird behavior quickly attracted the attention of others. The news that there was a big eater in the town quickly spread. For a while, the restaurant became a place where everyone stopped. People were curious about this so-called big eater. How much can a big eater eat?