Early in the morning, Yelu Ming sneaked out. He had spent the entire night studying the handcuffs, but he still couldn't remove them. Although his hands could move, each wrist still had a metal ring.
"What to eat?"
When Yelu Ming saw that Ye Tian was not there, he shouted proudly on the spot.
Liu E pointed and Yelu Ming looked towards the cafeteria.
"I am the Holy Son of the Shaman, and you asked me to eat this."
"Have you ever eaten it?"
"How can I eat a peasant dish like this?"
Yelu Ming was very dissatisfied, but Liu E said slowly: "If you don't want to eat, then we can go over and eat."
"How dare you talk to me like that?"
Liu E remained silent. She was also a spirit medium and could not argue with Yelu Ming.
"I'm telling you, I only drink Morning Dew. Bring it to me quickly."
Among the shamans, Yelu Ming drank things that were rich in spiritual energy.
"Where is the jade dew?"
"Just wait."
Liu E turned and headed for the cafeteria, where a large pot of corn was boiling, accompanied by plates of pickled vegetables made from the farm's fruits and vegetables. On the nearby table, there was also pork jerky and a large pot of colorful noodles.
Yelu Ming was about to leave, but when he smelled the fragrance, he stretched his neck to take a look.
"Why does it smell so good?"
"I told you, you haven't eaten it."
"You've added spice, haven't you? You're the only one who wants to take action?" Yelu Ming looked down on him again.
Liu E didn't care and just picked up the corn and started eating it. The smell made Yelu Ming swallow his saliva.
Wu Shuang and others also walked in. When Yelu Ming saw Wu Shuang, his eyes avoided.
Especially Ma Qiqi, Yelu Ming apologized to her yesterday, which made Yelu Ming walk to the side.
"Who are you?" Tang Antian, holding the lunch box, looked at Yelu Ming in confusion.
"I am the Son of God..."
"I have a few extra eggs, so I'll give them to you."
Tang Antian didn't understand and put the Taibai egg in front of Yelu Ming.
"Such a broken egg? Huh!"
Yelu Ming was suddenly stunned. How could this egg emit such spiritual energy? Yelu Ming sniffed it again and then took a bite.
“Spiritual energy!”
Yelu Ming shouted, which made Tang Antian and other workers laugh.
"These are Taibai eggs, our specialty."
"If you're talking about spiritual energy, fruits and vegetables have more!"
"What?"
Yelu Ming looked over again. He was eating an egg and staring at the corn with his eyes wide open.
"impossible!"
"Are these all spiritual creatures?"
"You're giving all these spiritual creatures to ordinary workers to eat?"
Yelu Ming's three views were completely destroyed. He pointed at the Taibai eggs, then at Tang Antian and the others. How could these ordinary people have the qualifications to eat spiritual things?
"Do you want to eat?" Wu Shuang glared at Yelu Ming.
Yelu Ming gritted his teeth, his eyes rolling. He needed spiritual energy right now. If he could consume it and unlock the spiritual handcuffs, perhaps he would still have a chance to resist.
"Eat, of course I eat!"
"Then eat it, no more nonsense."
Yelu Ming began to eat with big mouthfuls. The more he ate, the more frightened he became. The more he ate, the more he felt that Phoenix Farm was not simple.
The other workers had finished eating and looked back to see Yelu Ming still eating.
“This guy is such a big eater.”
"How long has it been since you last had a meal?"
"Didn't you just say you wanted to eat Gyokuro?"
"Is there something wrong with this person's brain?"
The farm workers were confused, and Tang Antian looked at Yelu Ming with pity.
Liu E also stood up and looked at Yelu Ming in surprise, muttering to herself, "This is the Holy Son of the Shaman, how come he looks like a glutton?"
"How should I know? Did he get suffocated by the shaman?"
"Tell me, was it Young Master Ye who beat him up and made him crazy?"
"I'll go over and take a look!"
Wu Shuang still felt worried and walked towards Yelu Ming. Yelu Ming was still eating, and the more he ate, the more spiritual energy he accumulated, gathering in his dantian. Although he couldn't unlock the soul-sealing handcuffs, Yelu Ming was extremely excited.
"Stretch out your hand, I'll feel your pulse."
"What are you doing?" Yelu Ming looked at Wu Shuang in confusion with his mouth full of pickles.
Wu Shuang felt worried again when she saw the Shaman Saint like this.
"I'm afraid there's a real problem."
Feeling his pulse, Wu Shuang frowned slightly, and his expression became even uglier.
"Is your heart rate so fast?"
"There's nothing wrong with anything else, but why is that look so evasive?"
"Yelü Ming, have you eaten enough?"
"No!"
In order to practice, Yelu Ming continued to eat, and his mouth became slurred.
"Don't eat anymore. Can your stomach handle eating like this?"
"Besides, we stewed Mengpo fish at noon, which has more spiritual energy than this."
The food in Yelu Ming's mouth fell out. He slowly turned his head and looked at Wu Shuang in shock.
"You said there are foods with more spiritual energy?"
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