"It's still early?" Han Ling was stunned, a little confused.

He smiled, Zhou Hai didn't say anything, and had a quiet meal.

The speed is fast and sharp, the movement is simple, like a tide, endless, and endless, swallowing the food one bite after another.

The stomach, which is in a hungry state, accelerates the secretion of gastric juice, allowing it to wrap the food that is constantly entering. The high concentration of gastric acid contained in the gastric juice plays a role and quickly decomposes and digests food.

The food that has been decomposed and digested enters the intestine and contains the small intestine of various types of cells, absorbs various nutrients at an extremely high speed and replenishes the energy urgently needed by the body's tissue cells.

The process of digesting food into absorbing nutrients is only a few minutes, and the same normal speed must be reduced by more than ten times.

absorb!

Crazy absorption!

Nutrients containing energy enter the body like streams, nourishing extremely hungry cells.

In less than two minutes, the meal with a mass of about two kilograms on the plate has been wiped out.

"I can eat very well." Zhou Hai gently put the iron rice spoon, looked at Han Ling, who was stunned in front of him, and smiled like a spring breeze. He picked up the dining plate, got up and walked towards the meal-making window.

"Guru...he doesn't want to eat any more, right?"

Han Ling stared at her bright eyes as she continued to walk towards the food-making window. She opened her mouth, but couldn't speak, her throat surging, and this thought flashed through her mind.

What's going on?

Can a person eat so much?

Zhou Hai walked to the meal-making window and shouted to the uncle in the cafeteria who was chatting with his colleagues: "Uncle, get full."

"Young man, it's you again, you're not full yet?" The uncle from the canteen at the meal-fill window turned his head and saw Zhou Hai. He was stunned and couldn't help but wonder.

"No." Zhou Hai smiled.

"Young man, you have the style of my back then. I remember that I had ten bowls of rice in one meal, but now I'm old, it's hard to eat a bowl."

The uncle of the canteen took Zhou Hai's plate, made the rice again, and smiled heartily: "Come on, I'll give it to you, I'll come again if it's not enough."

Zhou Hai smiled and picked up a clean plate in his hand: "Uncle, can you help me fill this up, you need rice all."

“Uh… OK.”

The uncle of the canteen was obviously stunned for a moment, looked at Zhou Hai deeply, wrote down his appearance, took the plate, and filled the whole plate with rice as required.

The first plate of rice only has the rice area, while the second plate is full of rice.

The total mass of rice on two plates is about five kilograms.

"Thank you, come back later." Zhou Hai made a local accent, smiled, and turned to go to get food.

In the meal-making window, the canteen uncle and another uncle were both stunned.

"Old boy, what did I hear just now?"

The uncle of the canteen swallowed, stared firmly at Zhou Hai, who was holding two plates in his hand and returning to the dining table. He turned to look at his friend and colleague and asked.

Now, the uncle in the canteen is a little suspicious of life.

As he said just now, eating ten bowls of rice at a meal when he was young was just bragging.

My friend Lao Tong sorted out his thoughts and corrected his words: "Perhaps I want you to thank you, but he is not full yet... Well, it should be correct?"

"Do you think he can still eat?" The uncle of the cafeteria licked his dry lips, his wrinkled face, full of incredible colors.

My friend Lao Tong was a little uncertain: "Probably?"

The uncle of the canteen and his friend Lao Tong looked at each other. Then, their eyes passed through the dining room and landed on the dining table beside the window of the canteen.

The two digits, who are 110 years old, are paying close attention to Zhou Hai, who is only 18 years old.

Inside the dining table in the cafeteria.

The dinner belonging to Zhou Hai is still in progress.

"Guru..."

A clear swallowing sound spread around.

Her mouth opened slightly, her eyes were as big as a copper bell, and her delicate and delicate fangs were exposed. Han Ling looked at Zhou Hai who was attacking two piles of food in front of her, and her heart was shocked, and her words were intermittent: "Zhou, Zhou, Zhou Hai, are you okay?"

"It's okay, I'm very good at eating, and I won't lie to you?" Zhou Hai put the food into his mouth, put down the rice spoon, and chewed it.

“…”

Han Ling was a little messy in the wind. Looking at Zhou Hai, who looked calm and even enjoyed eating, she felt that this sentence seemed to make some sense, although she felt something was wrong.

Wait, can you eat it?!

Han Ling found the key point that she missed - that is, who can eat like you?

Three whole plates, no, four plates of meals.

Calculated by portion size, these four plates of food are enough for five people to eat, and the weight of ten kilograms is more than enough, even more than 10 kilograms.

Han Ling looked at the two plates of food in front of her, and Zhou Hai almost ate by swallowing her, and she almost didn't know what to say.

After a few minutes, two meals were successfully eliminated.

Zhou Hai stood up, picked up two plates and walked towards the meal-making window again.

"You still want to eat?" Han Ling looked at Zhou Hai's actions, was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but shout.

Zhou Hai smiled and nodded slightly: "Yeah, I'm not full."

Turn around and head straight to the meal-making window.

Eat full?

It's still early.

Now I only eat three points full.

"..." Looking at Zhou Hai's departure back, Han Ling was really speechless this time.

If you eat like this, are you really not afraid of being overwhelmed to death?

"Uncle, get it all, two servings together." Zhou Hai shouted to the uncle in the canteen when he arrived at the meal-making window.

When the canteen uncle heard Zhou Hai’s words, he glanced at his friend Lao Tong and said, “Uh, young man, are you sure you want to continue eating?”

To be honest, he was really afraid that Zhou Hai, who looked good in front of him, would have something wrong with eating.

The uncle of the canteen just confirmed that his cooking skills have not changed much today. The dishes have normal tastes, but they don’t have the taste they guessed at all.

However, what happened to the young man who kept making food in front of him?

"Confirm, I'm not full yet." Zhou Hai smiled.

Regarding the speed of a 100-meter sprint, it can be hidden.

The great power of the body can be hidden.

But Zhou Hai couldn't hide it when it comes to eating. If he didn't eat enough, the feeling of extremely hungry would make him crazy.

However, Zhou Hai believes that eating too much will not cause any problem.

What's the problem when eating too much?

As long as you allocate reasonably, it’s fine.

You can eat as much as you want, as long as you are healthy.

The army that eats enough is so willful.

"It's really okay?"

"It's okay, don't worry."

“Really sure?”

"Sure."

"Okay, young man, you are really amazing. I want to see how much you can eat." After confirming it repeatedly, the uncle of the canteen burst into interest and was a little excited. He took two plates and made a full rice.

"Thank you, uncle."

Zhou Hai took the plate full of rice, thanked him, and turned to cook.
Chapter completed!