Power of Gluttony (2)
Shaolin Temple located in Songshan, Henan Province.
In the midst of a chaotic atmosphere due to the sudden uprising, a large man appeared inside the temple, which was controlling visitors from outside.
“Huh, indeed! “Where on earth did you go and are you coming back now?”
“Kahahahahaha! I have some urgent work to do! I’m sorry about this! “I guess you’ve been waiting a long time?”
“···I didn’t really wait. Since I had nothing else to do now that I had to go somewhere else, I was just wasting my time. “It was right after the conflict with the Demonic Cult.”
“Yes, yes. Instead, I brought you various gifts, so relax, friend!”
Harley burst into his usual refreshing laughter at the reply of Mokin-gwang, the nine-gwangma, with a joy that could not be hidden even in the midst of dissatisfaction.
The Shaolin Temple monks were turning away all visitors at the beginning of the mountain, but this was an exception.
No matter what anyone says, he was like a benefactor to them.
Crumbling—
“I’m just asking just in case. “What are you doing now?”
“ok? Are you eating meat? Why, give me a bite? “I’m not giving this to just anyone because it’s precious.”
So, even after seeing such antics, they only show signs of discomfort and give notice, and cannot bear to strongly reprimand them.
But to some extent, I couldn’t just let people binge eat meat like that in the land of Buddha.
“Hmm.”
Harley was conflicted as she alternately looked at the piece of meat in her hand and Mokin-gwang with a strange expression.
Soon he nodded solemnly, as if he had decided on something.
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“Sweet—yes, a man shouldn’t behave like a petty person with food. Now, let me share this specially precious meat with you. Be grateful? “This is really precious!”
“No, it’s not like that…”
And the moment I slowly reached forward with the meat in my hand—.
“Big, big. Lord? This is a Buddhist temple that enshrines Buddha. “I hope you will refrain from eating meat, at least within this temple…”
A monk reluctantly approached me and spoke softly, trying to control his expression.
He looked awkward, as if he didn’t know he would have to say something so directly.
“···Oh right. “That’s right!”
gulp-!
In response, Harley retrieved his hand that had been extended forward and quickly stuffed a large piece of meat into his throat, swallowed it, and nodded.
Then, he licked his lips, roughly rubbing the grease on his hands on his pants, and raised the corners of his mouth with a grin.
“hahahaha! I’m sorry about this! Because I’m not familiar with this culture! “I’ll be careful in the future!”
Be quick to admit and apologize for your mistakes.
Actually, I don’t know if it was truly an attitude of reflection, but in any case, the monk who had achieved his goal put his hands together with an expression of displeasure and walked away again.
“I can’t help this! “Let’s eat meat next time we get a chance!”
For some reason, he reacted as if he was waiting for an interruption, but it was not because he had the slightest sense of shame left in him and that he absolutely did not want to share the meat.
‘Should I eat just a little more? When you fight, you’re bound to incur losses, right? If we just think of this as something like that… Okay, wouldn’t it be okay to have about one head?’
Harley looked down at her arm, clenched her fist, and lightly licked the corner of her mouth.
As always, unprecedented power can be felt in the palm of one’s hand.
However, although it was very weak within the usual power, there was definitely something different from before.
‘It’s called a “food spirit”… It definitely lives up to its name, right? ‘It’s still just a seed, though.’
To be honest, I didn’t like the skill’s naming from the beginning.
Because it is a word commonly used in all kinds of media, including TV, it has a somewhat entertainment feel to it.
But it was all just a prejudice born of prejudice.
Food God.
If nothing else, it was a skill with the word ‘God’ in it.
It is impossible for such an ability to be ordinary.
If I had to express that ability in one sentence, I could express it like this.
‘The pinnacle of the predatory world, capable of devouring even a deity.’
Perhaps the reason for developing this skill is not simply consuming the meat of ‘Tam’ while possessing the ‘Power of Gluttony’.
Previously eating part of the wings that contained the power of the Buncheonhoeju must have had a significant impact.
At the time, there were no significant changes other than the development of resistance to divinity, but the karma remaining in his body reacted at once as an opportunity to evolve, leading to evolution.
In such a situation, I couldn’t help but feel sorry for Tom’s meat.
Even though he fell and became incomplete along the way, he was a monster doomed to destruction whose name and appearance even reached godhood.
It is natural that a part of divinity is contained in that body.
But Harley shook her head, trying hard to suppress her appetite.
‘No, let’s not be greedy. It’s important to do everything in moderation. ‘Once the seeds are firmly established, there is no need to overdo it.’
‘Death’ in itself brings about a huge degradation of one’s status.
Even a perfect god has to pay a huge price for resurrection once he dies, so wouldn’t it be terrible for Tom, who was still imperfect?
Even if you were to eat all of that gigantic body, the level of godhood you would gain would probably be only a small amount.
In that case, it would have been much more efficient to use it to restore Kang Hwan-gye as originally planned.
‘There will be plenty of other opportunities in the future.’
He was confident.
I am confident that it will not be long before I will be able to achieve what I want.
‘If you do what you have to do, the time will come. Just like before.’
Of course before that.
Now there was something I had to address first.
Wasn’t there one very important thing left that had inevitably been put off?
“But friend?”
“···What?”
“When I came here, I heard people saying things like Gugwangman and Shingwangman when they saw us.”
“······.”
“Useup—you really don’t like it? Clearly, those who were present at the time were the culprits of the rumor. If someone who was here at the time had just corrected it, wouldn’t it have gotten such a strange name? What do you think, buddy?”
As Harley continued speaking with narrowed eyes, Mokin-gwang closed his mouth and slightly avoided his gaze.
As the saying goes.
When the nickname had not yet been properly established, there was a good chance that the name would change if he, the person involved, had personally corrected it.
No matter how many stars are given to him by the world, it would not have been easy to ignore the words of someone who already had a decent nickname and had performed outstandingly in a crisis situation.
But instead of coming to the forefront, he chose to remain silent.
In fact, it was a natural thing from his perspective.
It was a million times better to become a ‘nine-gwangma’ than to reveal the shame of losing the star title and become a ‘mad dog’.
“I couldn’t help it. The chaos continued for quite a long time even after you suddenly disappeared, and by the time it was somewhat resolved, everyone was busy returning to their base… Moreover, in the first place, the name of the star can be decided by the person concerned…”
“Uh huh, why has this guy’s tongue suddenly become so long? I’m not saying anything! Are we such shallow people that we would argue over such trivial things? “This is a shame!”
“···Keuhm, is that so?”
Mo In-gwang’s complexion brightened at Harley’s bold words.
I thought I would have to have another big fight with that big, narrow-minded friend, but it seems I was mistaken in feeling that way.
‘Thank goodness. Well, regardless of what he looks like, he’s not the kind of guy you can say anything about…’
But Harley wasn’t finished talking yet.
“Khahahaha! Let’s just have our own conversation! “It was because of that that we became friends in the first place!”
“···Our way? Are you getting closer?”
“Yes, yes! “Just like when we first met!”
Thump thump!
Harley puts her two rock-like fists together and smiles brightly.
Due to the shock, the wild muscles continued to wriggle wildly.
At the same time, a vague but not very old memory flashed through Mo In-gwang’s mind.
gulp-
His expression stiffened at the traumatic memory that had come back to life, but of course Harley didn’t care about such trivial reactions.
A conversation between bodies colliding with each other.
Isn’t this the best way to have an honest conversation without pretense?
‘It’s a perfect opportunity. I’d like to check how much has changed.’
The best way to see changes in your body is to try it yourself.
And Mokin-gwang, known for his durability, was the best opponent for that.
“now! Let’s go, friend! Kahahahahaha!”
“······.”
Unlike Harley, who majestically took the lead and headed toward the training ground, Mokin-kwang could not bear to refuse and forced himself to move forward like an animal being led to a slaughterhouse.
After some time has passed since then.
Only one person was able to walk out of the chaotic training hall on their own feet.
‘Whoa, that’s refreshing. It was a good thing that I also needed to suppress that friend’s madness once more.’
Even though he became a very normal person after meeting Harley, until then, he was one of the greatest lunatics in the Ganghwa world, called the ‘Gwangma’.
As it has been quiet recently, no one knows what kind of reaction will occur when the situation arises, so regular management is essential.
In other words—this was not an unnecessary venting of anger, but was entirely part of his treatment, and rather, it was a pure favor that could not be thanked enough.
‘Strangely enough, there were no monsters in Geumo Island who knew about the Gwangje Judgment, but since I also have the ‘Gwangje Judgyeol (改)’, I guess I’m not that lacking.’
If he continues to lead the way, it won’t be too far off for Mo In-gwang to become a police officer.
Of course, the process must be a little painful and difficult, but isn’t that the same as the process of gaining the original mind?
‘Then shall we start the real work now?’
Harley, who had happily dealt with the matter that had been put aside, immediately requested a meeting with the head of the Shaolin Temple.
In order to launch home theater rehearsals in a more earnest manner.
***
It was not surprising that the communication attempted by Zhuge Huomi in Beijing was connected to Hugo.
No matter how much of a genius she is, this is the first time she has officially used a technique.
As such, it was quite possible for a very slight error to occur in goal setting.
[···Apparently, the calculations got messed up in the process of enlisting the help of Prince Ju Kang-in. I was anxious on my own and the others were all in bad shape, so I had no choice but to ask the prince for help…]
Because of that, not only did he form a close relationship with both of them, but it was also said that a thread of cause and effect was connected to him as he approached nearby to save them.
‘Actually, that alone is amazing enough.’
Anyway, it was not a bad thing since we were able to reduce the time it took.
In this case, the sooner the better.
Hugo encouraged her, who was very nervous as she didn’t know when she would be discovered, and attempted to communicate again, telling her to convey information to Zhuge Ce’s main camp.
[Is it really okay? It’s been a while since the commotion outside stopped. No matter how careful you are about secret activation, the expert may notice something strange when he gets close.]
It was really okay.
Right now, she had intentionally eliminated everything that could be a distraction to her.
But since he couldn’t say it out loud, all he could do was reprimand her with trustworthy and confident words.
[···Phew, I understand. I’ll try again. Actually, once I tried it, I felt a little more confident. Really, I can’t believe I spent so many years lying in a hospital bed because of something like this.]
Thanks to that, she must have gained courage, and her voice, which had been shaking with anxiety, once again became resolute.
I wondered if communication was cut off like that…
[···Actually, this is all thanks to Confucius Ha. If I were still weak like everyone else, I wouldn’t have been able to even attempt something like this.]
Unlike before, the voice continues hesitantly, as if there is some hesitation.
There was a faint hint of a small anxiety that seemed to have disappeared.
[···We can meet again, right?]
Of course, Hugo’s answer to that was already decided.
[of course. Didn’t you promise? I decided to tell you what happened at the Murim Alliance meeting.]
[···Did you remember?]
[Sure. I already got some souvenirs. Sojeo, have you been working out hard so far?]
[First of all, I did it every single day until yesterday. I haven’t done today’s episode yet because I’m trying this.]
[Fortunately, there is still a long time until midnight. It will be perfect if you contact Jegal Sega quickly, exercise, and sleep.]
[···Che, okay.]
As we exchanged such nonsense, I felt that Zhuge Hyemi’s tension had eased.
It seems that this conversation was not without any nutritional value.
[I have now arrived near Beijing. I will find a way somehow, so don’t give up until the end. No matter what happens, I will definitely save you.]
[······.]
A confident word based on unwavering truth.
Zhuge Hyemi’s answer was cut off for a moment.
[···Yes, then I will wait.]
And with the faint reply that followed, communication with her was completely cut off.
Now, after she rests for some time, she will contact Zhuge Family and convey her current location and surrounding situation in as much detail as possible.
Of course, it might have been a waste of time for him to come this far, but he didn’t care about such trivial matters.
After all, the only thing he had to do in Beijing was to obtain information.
“Okay, now…”
Hugo, who finished his continued thoughts, nodded with a serious expression.
He paused for a moment when he received a message from Zhuge Hui-mi, but wasn’t he doing something very important right now?
‘Let’s see, what’s next… 100 years? Let’s skip this. If you develop resistance to such a low-quality elixir, its efficiency will only decrease. oh! The Three Kings of a Thousand Years. Yes, this should be enough. Still, it’s a shame… I guess I’ll have to call Harris and dig up the right elixirs.’
Hugo swallowed the elixir on the spot without even going through the process of controlling and refining the medicinal properties.
Normally, it was something he should never have done, but since he possessed the “Power of Gluttony,” it didn’t matter anymore.
Ugh—
As the energy flowed, waves spread around him and the internal energy within his body boiled up.
Hugo, a transcendent master in his early twenties—Ha Seung-hoon.
His strength was already enough to be considered the best in the world, if only in terms of quantity.
