The traveler seemed to have little money and his clothes were tattered, but even though he was in a rather poor situation, some of the more attentive people in the hotel lobby did not dare to look down on him.
The two most eye-catching people in this hall are the Paladin and the new traveler.
Paladins naturally cannot discuss things casually, so the topic at this moment is the new traveler.
At a table a little further away from Leit, several adventure seekers were chatting in low voices.
"Hey, where do you think this guy came from? His coat looks like it was torn off from rags."
A companion at the same table put a spoonful of diced meat into his mouth, and while chewing, he observed the traveler more than ten meters away with what he believed to be a hidden gaze.
"That man's left leg seems to have a problem. He has almost no protective gear except for a helmet that looks more like a hat. But he must be an expert with a sword!"
Hearing his words, the people nearby, who were already a little curious about the traveler, immediately looked at their companions.
"What do you mean?"
"How did you know that?"
The man who was speaking chewed the meat in his mouth until it was finely broken and swallowed it, then pressed the spoon towards his companions.
"Don't stare at him. This person is extremely sensitive. He doesn't seem to have any reaction. It's just because he doesn't bother to pay attention to the things around him, or he doesn't think it's necessary to pay attention to them."
"You may not have noticed that when he handed the money to the boss just now, there were obvious protrusions on the palm of his right hand (the base of the thumb) and the upper part of his first knuckle. More importantly, look at his scabbard."
"The scabbard? It looks very torn..."
The companion who kept eating the diced meat looked at his companion and whispered.
"An old swordsman in my hometown told me that some sword masters would use the scabbard as a weapon. Of course, this alone may not mean anything, but..."
After recalling the feeling, the companion lowered his head and continued speaking.
"His eyes, his gaze is like... like an unsheathed sword, an unsheathed sword in the hands of a master swordsman."
When is a weapon most terrifying?
Ordinary people might think it’s when a dangerous person is waving his weapon around, but warriors are more afraid of when their weapons are held by an expert.
I don't know who it will be swung at, and I don't know how sharp it will be when it is unscabbarded.
The gaze just now was not as sharp as a drawn sword, but it carried a hint of intimidation in its obscurity.
"No matter how much that person restrains himself, that kind of sight seems to have become his instinct. People with keen senses cannot ignore that feeling."
Upon hearing this, the companions remembered that this companion had been an excellent hunter deep in the mountains since he was a child, and was considered to have excellent intuition.
Leit's keen hearing also caught the general idea of the conversation at the next table, and he had to admit that even he could not summarize it as well as any other adventurer, especially his description of that sight.
After the traveler sat down and took off his helmet, he closed his eyes slightly and rested there, ignoring the chatting and discussions in the hotel.
Soon, the hotel waiter came up from the kitchen carrying a large wooden tray.
A plate of steaming black buns, about 8 in total, a fairly full glass of wine that didn't seem that turbid, and a plate of steaming meat with vegetables.
The amount of food was obviously more than when the deal was agreed upon.
The traveler moved his nose, sniffing the aroma, and his hands trembled a little.
He reached out and picked up a piece of black bread. As it was freshly made, it was soft and warm, without any of the dry and hard feeling that travelers usually carried.
He tore off a small piece of the cake, put it in his mouth, closed his eyes and chewed it gently, as if he was tasting some delicious food.
Then he chewed faster and faster, stuffing the black bun in his hand into his mouth in two bites, followed by the second and the third...
“Mmm…mmm…delicious…hiss…”
He picked up the spoon and fork to eat the food, then drank the wine in big gulps, and then he put the spoon aside and scraped the plate with the pancake to eat.
Gurgle, gurgle, huff, the only thing going on between the teeth was breathing and chewing, and the speed was getting faster and faster.
"Hey, hey, hey...are you starving to death..."
"Kumi, this... is the master you mentioned?"
"Well……"
There were whispers of discussion all around, and even the hotel owner couldn't help but stare at the guests with his mouth slightly open.
The digestive capacity and stomach endurance of a normal spinal person are limited. Even for an evolver, although their appetite is much larger than that of an ordinary person, it is not exaggerated.
Qin Xiaoxia's current body has a soul that can micro-control the body. After absorbing the soul elements of the original owner, he has applied Dawn's theory of physical enlightenment to the soul feedback.
The first thing is to strengthen the digestion and absorption ability, so that the body has the capital, so he can eat a lot of food.
Half of the physical hunger is a natural performance.
I have to say that the food in this other world does have its own flavor, and it tastes pretty good if you eat it occasionally.
However, the wine in this world may have problems with the craftsmanship or something, the taste is actually even weaker than beer, and it is more like a fruit drink. I don't know how these aliens get drunk after drinking it.
All in all, to outsiders, the food that the traveler bought with all his money only lasted less than two minutes before it was completely consumed.
The food was so clean that it could not be described as clean. Looking at the plates and cutlery without even a trace of juice or crumbs left on them, you would believe they were just washed and dried.
The traveler stared at the plate in front of him in a daze, then visibly sighed.
"Here, sir...if you don't mind, we still have some black buns..."
The adventurer who had spoken earlier stood up and greeted the mysterious man amidst the astonished looks of his companions.
The traveler unexpectedly stood up and walked to their table in a few steps.
"Uh... please don't get me wrong, we definitely don't mean to look down on you, I just, I just..."
The traveler sat down on an empty stool halfway through his hurried explanation. He didn't even look at the three of them, but instead stared at the food on the table, which was far more abundant than what he had just had.
"It doesn't matter... Even if you really look down on me, what can I eat from these on the table?"
The traveler's voice was calm, yet it could not conceal a hint of urgency and desire.
"Anything is fine! Eat whatever you want, as long as you don't mind!"
Regardless of his companions' expressions, the adventurer instinctively thought that this was what he should do.
"Thank you! Thank you very much!"
After leaving these words, the traveler sat down immediately, without taking any cutlery, grabbed the black bun and stuffed it into his mouth, while at the same time he did not hesitate to use the bun to scrape the plate while eating the vegetables.
"Gurgle~" "Gurgle..."
It's even more exaggerated than wolfing down the food. When watching the traveler's meal from a close distance, others would be afraid that he would choke to death or eat the entire plate.
The other three adventure seekers at the table had stopped eating, and the bread, vegetables and meat on the table were decreasing at an exaggerated rate.
The adventurer quietly called over a servant who was not far away.
"Bring a few more plates of black bread, a few more plates of vegetables and meat, and some soup... Don't worry about the money!"
As he spoke, he showed a gold coin in his palm, and the servant immediately nodded and ran towards the kitchen.
Leyte was staring at the traveler eating in astonishment not far away. Not only him, but also the other discussions and dining sounds in the hotel lobby had become quieter and quieter since some time ago.
Except for the table where the mysterious traveler was sitting.
Drink soup and wine, eat bread, vegetables and meat...
There were more and more plates on the table. If the servants hadn't taken them away twice, there would have been almost no room left.
No one disturbed him, or even dared to disturb him.
Even without revealing any other aura, the people in the lobby still felt like they were facing a monster, especially when that person's belly didn't seem to be bulging to any exaggerated extent.
After Qin Xiaoxia had been eating a lot for a while, he felt that his body had reached its current limit.
After the servant put down another plate of meat, he raised his right hand.
"Bang~"
The attendant was taken aback.
"Okay, that's enough, no need to serve any more food!"
As he said this, the traveler still finished the last bit of bread on the table at a very fast speed.
I have to say, although eating like this is exaggerated, Qin Xiaoxia now feels warm all over, and a large amount of nutrients are being broken down and sent to all parts of the body.
After taking the last bite, Qin Xiaoxia slowly stood up, let out a comfortable breath, then turned around and looked at the adventurer.
"Young man, I don't have anything to give you in return materially for now... But I will stay in this city for a while..."
The traveler examined the adventurer and his two companions, lingering for a moment on their joints, eyes, and weapons.
"If you have any questions, you can find me by the South City Bell Tower."
After saying this, the traveler put on his helmet and slowly walked towards the door of the inn, but he stopped when he reached the door.
The traveler shook his head slightly and glanced at one side of the room.
"The mortal world...is no longer quiet..."
After the travelers left, the three adventurers began to breathe heavily and talk excitedly.
"Did you notice that?"
One of them clenched his fist and spoke in a low, suppressed voice.
"Of course!! His hands weren't dirty at all, not a drop of oil was left!!! We made a fortune!!!"
The three of them glanced around the hotel, and before anyone around them could react, they left the place in a hurry, leaving the money behind.
Leyte frowned. It seemed that the man was looking at him in the last glance?
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