Chapter 11: The Lowest-Grade Spirit Rice—One Bite Fully Restores Soul Power?!
At the same time, on the training field of Shrek Academy, the atmosphere was so oppressive that it felt as if water could be wrung out of the air.
Tang San had just awakened after coughing up blood and falling unconscious. His face was pale as he leaned weakly against a tree trunk, tightly clutching the pitiful Blue Silver Grass martial soul in his hand, and his gaze was vacant.
As for Dai Mubai, he was still lying face down on the ground. Although the pressure from that single grain of dust had already been withdrawn, the psychological shadow it left behind was far too great. For the time being, he simply could not bring himself to get up.
"Xiao San, eat a sausage and recover a bit," Oscar, the man with peach blossom eyes, hurried over with a face full of concern. As soul power surged in his hand, he recited that incantation, which was shameless but extremely effective.
"I, your father, have a big sausage!"
A flash of light appeared, and a fragrant recovery sausage materialized in his hand.
"This sausage is the most concentrated one I've made since breaking through. The recovery effect has improved again."
Although Oscar usually joked around, seeing his brothers in such miserable states made him unusually serious for once.
"No matter how strong that world is, when it comes to food-type support, I'm still confident."
"My martial soul had full innate soul power, and it's the top-tier food-type martial soul on the entire continent."
"So we have absolutely no reason to feel inferior!"
Hearing Oscar's words, the despair in everyone's eyes finally regained a trace of light.
That's right. Even if their combat power couldn't compare, support abilities, especially food-type abilities, were a unique specialty of the Douluo Continent.
People from that world were so strong that they probably only focused on fighting. They surely didn't understand how to eat delicately or how to eat nutritiously.
As the saying goes, every field has its strengths. And this was precisely the aspect where that mysterious world was inferior to the Douluo Continent. They should be proud of it.
However, just as Tang San accepted the sausage Oscar handed him and was about to take a bite, the sky screen, which had just quieted, suddenly displayed new images once again.
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Primordial Immortal Court, Servant Peak.
Zhu Zhuqing had just finished pouring out the water used for washing swords and was preparing to return to her room to rest.
"Grr…"
But the next second, her stomach let out an embarrassing growl.
Although the earlier Qi-Blood Fruit had caused her soul power to surge dramatically, that fruit's energy was extremely pure and digested very quickly.
Combined with the tremendous physical effort she had just spent washing swords, the hunger of her mortal body immediately surged up.
"Hungry?"
At that moment, the elderly servant woman in charge of instruction happened to pass by. After glancing at Zhu Zhuqing, she casually tossed her a dull gray cloth bag.
"Since you've become a candidate, you now qualify to receive meals from the dining hall."
"But today the main kitchen has already closed. These are backup dry rations prepared for servant disciples. Just make do with it for now."
"Remember to eat sparingly. That bag is enough to last you a month."
Zhu Zhuqing did not dare show any negligence. Although she had no idea what was inside the bag, she quickly caught it and respectfully expressed her thanks.
Backup dry rations?
And she had to eat it sparingly?
However, when the audience of Douluo Continent saw this scene, their spirits immediately lifted.
"Haha, I knew it! That world may be strong, but their living standards must be terrible!"
On the training field, Evil Fire Phoenix Ma Hongjun looked at the gray bag and instantly regained a sense of superiority. He began mocking loudly.
"Just look at that dirty cloth bag. What's inside must be something like bran or salted vegetables."
"They're just servants. Being able to fill their stomachs is already good enough. How could they compare to us eating meat and fish every meal!"
Hearing this, Oscar proudly took a bite of his sausage and spoke with his mouth still full.
"That's right. When it comes to food, Douluo still wins. Not only can it fill your stomach, but it can also restore your body."
"It's just a pity Zhuqing is suffering over there. Sigh… I really wish I could send her a sausage to nourish her."
However, the next second, when Zhu Zhuqing opened the gray cloth bag and poured out the dry rations inside, the mocking laughter of everyone across Douluo Continent came to an abrupt halt.
Clang!
A crisp sound echoed as something rolled out of the bag.
It wasn't bran or salted vegetables.
Instead, it was grains of rice as clear as crystal, as if carved from diamonds, emitting a faint glow.
Although they were rice grains, each one was the size of a fist!
Inside, every grain seemed to be a miniature cloud sealed within, faintly shimmering with flowing rays of light.
Not only that, but an indescribably rich fragrance instantly spread through the sky screen, making the air of the entire Douluo Continent seem sweet and fragrant.
"Th… this is rice?!"
On the Shrek Academy training field, the chicken leg in Ma Hongjun's hand dropped to the ground with a thud.
His eyes widened as he stared at the jewel-like giant grains of rice, drool flowing uncontrollably. It was the body's instinctive craving.
"This is Spirit Crystal Rice."
From within the sky screen, the old servant woman's voice sounded calm.
"It's the lowest-grade spirit grain grown in the spiritual fields outside the Immortal Court. It matures once a year, formed by absorbing the essence of heaven, earth, sun, and moon."
"Although the taste is average and a bit rough, it fills the stomach well. It also contains a small amount of spiritual energy that can slightly improve the physique of you mortals."
"You're still too weak right now. For one meal, you can only eat one-tenth of a single grain. Otherwise, your blood vessels will burst from the energy."
One-tenth?
Of a single grain?!
Zhu Zhuqing looked at the heavy grain of rice in her hand, something that looked more like a work of art than food. She hesitantly brought it closer and gently took a small bite.
Crunch!
A crisp sound rang out.
It melted instantly in her mouth.
The moment that small bite of rice entered her mouth, it transformed into a warm current that flowed down her throat and spread through her entire body.
Boom!
In an instant, Zhu Zhuqing's previously pale face, caused by hunger, immediately turned bright and rosy.
She felt as if what she had swallowed was not rice but a ball of living flame. Even the physical exhaustion she had suffered earlier was completely restored in that single moment.
Even more astonishing, she could feel her skin becoming smoother, and some hidden injuries within her body were rapidly healing.
[Zhu Zhuqing has consumed low-grade Spirit Crystal Rice (one bite)!]
[Status: Extremely full, overflowing with energy!]
[Effect: Constitution +10, soul power recovery speed increased by 500%!]
Seeing the data displayed on the sky screen, the entire Douluo Continent, including Shrek Academy, fell into dead silence.
Oscar stood there holding the super recovery sausage he had just been so proud of. His entire person looked as if his soul had been sucked away.
He looked at the wrinkled, greasy sausage in his hand.
Then he looked at the crystal-clear servant rations on the screen that could restore someone to full strength with a single bite and even increase their constitution.
A sense of inferiority that he had never experienced before surged up instantly.
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