As much of a trouble that was, it was also very promising. If that same person ordered that much chicken during the Festival, then they'd be able to easily put them up in the rankings without much trouble.
Hopefully, whoever she was, would come to the festival in the hopes of eating more of McTony's chicken.
According to Tony, she gave neither a name nor an affiliation. She simply put her 10,000 fried chicken onto a wooden cart and began to pull them away into the horizon.
A weirdo and a glutton, Michael concluded.
Buying that much chicken, she could have definitely afforded a Pocket Dimension. Or an automobile, for that matter. She definitely saw them racing up and down the highway, if she stumbled into Angora City.
Either way, he couldn't rely on a single customer to win this Feast competition.
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Michael, Remy, and Tony all teleported inside their designated stall in the Feast.
