C1047 Fatty's Path
C1047 Fatty's Path
Prince Jin stood up, looked at Mo Feng and slightly nodded in praise, then turned to look at the others and spoke loudly.
After the audience heard this, they slowly dispersed, but even when they looked over at Mo Feng, they were still filled with shock and anger at him.
"Let's go as well."
Mo Feng forced himself to stand up slowly, and said. Princess gave a faint nod and exhaled a mouthful of foul air before standing up. Her face was still pale. Her exhaustion and injuries were not light, and she would not be able to recover so easily.
After walking a few steps with Mo Feng, the princess suddenly turned around to look behind her. She saw that the big fatty had not followed them, and was even following them as they left in the opposite direction.
"Hey, Buddha, where are you going?"
The big fatty's footsteps paused, he turned his head and looked at the princess and Mo Feng, and said with a smile:
"Princess, my mission is complete. I should head back."
"Let's go back."
The princess was stunned before falling silent. Go back? He felt a wave of reluctance. This exam's big fatty had also put in a lot of effort. Moreover, they had been through thick and thin together for so long, the feelings of their teammates had long been established.
"Can you not go back?" The princess said after feeling conflicted for a moment.
The fat man was stunned for a moment before he smiled and said:
"Princess, I can't help much with the rest of the assessment. It doesn't matter if I'm here or not. Goodbye." With that, the fatty turned around and left. He could only rely on the princess for the rest of the exam. He could no longer help out.
The princess watched the fatty turn around and leave with her mouth wide open. She wanted to urge him to stay, but she didn't know what to say. This was a rule. Was this the last time he and the fatty met?
"Please wait a moment."
At this moment, a voice rang out. The princess was startled, and turned her head to look at Mo Feng with wide eyes.
The fat guy stopped and turned to look at Mo Feng, his mouth curving into a faint smile as he cupped his fists and said:
"Sir, is there anything else?"
In regards to Mo Feng, he did not regard Mo Feng as a junior. After all, he had seen Mo Feng's methods before, and Mo Feng's actions also had a lot to do with his taste. He could even casually make delicious medicinal herbs, and he was kind to the princess, but he liked Mo Feng a kind of like.
"Come with me." The fatty was startled, then looked at Mo Feng with narrowed eyes. He clearly knew that it was impossible for him to follow them, what was the meaning of this?
"Sir, this …"
"I can make you stronger." The fat guy hesitated to speak, but Mo Feng immediately replied him.
The fatty was startled, and when he saw a strange glint flash past Mo Feng's eyes, he thought that Mo Feng's words were worth pondering over. Letting him follow, rather than using the most suitable medicinal ingredients, was indeed very worth pondering over.
The big fatty's eyes flashed as he started to ponder in his heart. Mo Feng's words didn't sound like the princess's words, since they were in the palace anyway, but the meaning of Mo Feng's following was different.
"What do you mean?" But the fatty was still unable to figure out Mo Feng's intentions, his lips trembling as he asked.
"Do you often feel hungry, but only by eating medicinal herbs can you eat to your heart's content, and do you need a good taste to swallow it?" Mo Feng replied through sound transmission. The big fatty's expression changed and immediately exclaimed:
"How do you know!"
Only he himself knew about this, even though he had seen how difficult it was for him to eat medicinal ingredients before, it was impossible for him to directly guess that he would be hungry if he did not eat the medicinal ingredients, furthermore knowing that he liked to eat delicious medicinal ingredients.
"Who the hell is he? How do you know so much about me? " His heart was overwhelmed with shock as he stared straight at Mo Feng, his eyes flickering with a cold light. Knowing that there were so many of him, he seemed to be transparent in front of Mo Feng.
"Of course I know. Not only do I know that you need to eat medicinal herbs to recover from your hunger, I also know that I need to eat medicinal herbs to increase my strength." Mo Feng's expression did not change as he continued.
"However, I believe that even though the Duke Palaces have piled up a large amount of resources on you, they have still only piled you up to the Astral Soul Realm.
Hearing this, the fat man's gaze instantly became stern, and a cold light flashed across his eyes as he looked at Mo Feng.
"Later on, you tried everything you could to find a variety of medicinal ingredients to eat, but still couldn't raise your cultivation. Even eating so many medicinal ingredients didn't increase your cultivation by much, is that true?" Mo Feng continued, as if he did not see the big fatty's expression change wildly.
After hearing these words, the fat man kept silent. He did not get angry at the start, but instead felt fear, and although he did not reveal anything, Mo Feng knew, such a person was like a god, how could others not fear him.
Of course, there were more struggles within his fear, his cultivation growth was a problem that had been plaguing him for a long time, if he could find the answer to Mo Feng's question, it would be a good thing, even if he had to follow Mo Feng it would not be a problem.
One must know that when the word 'Prince's Mansion' found out that he was able to rely on eating medicinal herbs to increase his strength, it had shocked him greatly. All these years, countless resources had been poured into his body, but he had never eaten any medicinal herbs.
Even if there were, this would only solve the most urgent problem. It was impossible to reach a higher realm.
"Want to know why?" Mo Feng asked with a faint smile, the fatty nodded his head, he already knew the answer, wasn't that asking the obvious? However, it seemed that there really was a way.
"This is because nearly seventy percent of the medicinal herbs you had previously consumed were wasted!" Mo Feng's expression turned solemn as he sent a sound transmission.
The fat guy frowned. Seventy percent sounded scary, but there must be something scary about it. He was clear about his absorbing power, even if it wasn't all of it, but the absorption rate was still over sixty percent, so it was impossible to waste seventy percent.
"If you tell me again that I want to successfully refine the pill, then there's no need to say anymore." The fatty's gaze gradually turned cold. According to the understanding of ordinary people, the only way to increase the absorption rate of his medicinal herbs was to refine the medicinal essences.
However, this was useless against him. Although concocting pills had the essence of a pill, he could only absorb the power of one herb at a time. Not only would consuming the pill have no effect, it would also disrupt his powers.
As for the medicinal essence, it was simply too tasteless. Every time he ate it, he would spit it out. The mechanism of his body was like this, leaving him with no other choice.
"Of course not." The corner of Mo Feng's mouth raised into a confident smile, and continued to send sound transmissions:
"Your physique is special, so normal methods naturally won't work on you. I have a cultivation technique that can allow you to absorb more than 90% of medicinal herbs, and the rate of utilization can also reach up to 90%!"