Hungry!
Hungry!
So hungry!
It was somewhat similar to the first time Carl practiced the breathing technique; every cell in his body roared with hunger, but the intensity was far beyond any level he had known.
This time, the hunger rooted in his body's instincts was so strong that not even the absolute rationality brought about by the Divine Domain Fragment could suppress it.
SWISH!
Carl's eyes snapped open as he lunged at the pile of Exotic Beast Meat beside him. He didn't care that it hadn't been processed and stuffed it into his mouth.
His teeth clenched, easily tearing apart the tough Exotic Beast Meat, which, mixed with saliva, rolled into his stomach.
His stomach churned madly, rapidly absorbing the nutrients.
Carl, devouring the meat, was like a rapidly operating meat grinder; piles of Exotic Beast Meat were consumed at a visibly fast pace.
After a long while,
PHEW...
