Their pace would slow down from here on.
How much they could ultimately eat would also depend on Little Lin’s performance.
Only then did Chi Qingchi remember to observe the teammates around her.
Little Lin had sounded so confident earlier.
He should at least have some real ability, right?
Most people wouldn’t dare make such a bold claim without something to back it up!
But the moment Chi Qingchi looked over, she nearly spat out the meat in her mouth.
Only two skewers of meat remained on her tray. All the others had been stripped clean, leaving nothing but bare sticks.
If Lin Yu had eaten all the meat from those skewers, that would have been one thing.
However…
Little Lin hadn’t eaten it at all. Instead, he had stripped the meat off the skewers one piece at a time and placed it into the tray of water.
Chi Qingchi’s eyes widened. “???”
“Ahem…”
“Little Lin? What are you doing?”
“Will this even still taste good?”
“If you can’t finish it on the skewers, you won’t be able to finish it on the plate either!”
Chi Qingchi paused her eating and asked Lin Yu suspiciously.
The whole thing had left her completely bewildered.
She had never seen anyone eat grilled meat skewers like this online.
Then again, the internet was still far too harmonious these days.
No one had yet truly relied on reckless overeating to attract traffic.
Lin Yu could be said to be using a kind of “black technology” from the future.
“Little Chi, go get five more skewers.”
“I feel like these should be enough for me to eat by myself.”
“You can handle another five, right?”
Lin Yu was still in the mood to chat with Chi Qingchi.
Chi Qingchi, however, had no interest in joking around.
The sight of such a large plate of meat soaked in water made her feel uneasy.
And yet Little Lin could still smile?
He was even asking her to get another five skewers?
Thirty skewers were already a mountain that was nearly impossible to cross—
the kind of challenge that would make even the Foolish Old Man despair.
And now he wanted to raise the mountain even higher?
For a moment, Chi Qingchi was too caught off guard to know what to say.
After all, Lin Yu was the boyfriend she had only just started dating.
If she said something too discouraging, their relationship might be affected by the competition.
“Why don’t you try eating these first?”
“Once you’ve eaten most of them, you can go get more. That should be fine, right…?”
Chi Qingchi could only express her concerns tactfully.
She didn’t say it outright, but her little expression gave everything away.
How could Lin Yu not know what Little Chi was worried about?
Microexpressions didn’t lie.
This was a competitive eating contest.
In the eyes of the other people in the apartment, it might not seem like a big deal.
But to Little Chi, it was extremely important.
How could Lin Yu possibly joke around with her about something like this?
He had laid enough groundwork already.
All right…
It was time to show what he was capable of.
Judging by the size of the meat chunks, this shouldn’t be a problem.
While tearing the meat apart just now, Lin Yu had even tried swallowing the pieces twice.
That’s right!
In a competitive eating contest, if you wanted to eat fast enough, the best method was to chew as little as possible.
Instead, you sped up the challenge by swallowing.
Children absolutely must not imitate this.
Ordinary people with small appetites shouldn’t try it casually either.
Swallowing with reduced chewing, provided you didn’t choke, would give your stomach a misleading impression.
In other words…
I’m not full yet!
Even when you would normally already be full, your body wouldn’t notice—or would notice only very slowly.
As for whether you would induce vomiting after completing the challenge or force yourself to endure it, that was a matter for later.
At least during the challenge, it could help you perform beyond your normal limits.
And with Lin Yu’s modified body, this way of eating…
was completely effortless!

e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"

e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”

s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!