Protect Our Clan Leader

This Big Stomach King competition has been held for seven times. In the previous competitions, participants were enthusiastic, but after many losses, no one wants to be fooled anymore.

Behind the stands, Wang Licui heard the rumors spreading from the front and couldn’t help but sigh, “People these days are getting smarter. We’ve only hosted this Big Stomach King competition seven times, and we can’t even hold the eighth one now.”

“Maybe it’s because the advertisement wasn’t enough. Otherwise, I, Trashy Rat, Prince Ying, and Big Brother Wu Chou could hand out some flyers again,” Lan Wanyi suggested with a worried look.

“I won’t go, you go if you want!” Ying Yu’an, who had grown into a handsome young man, shook his head hastily, “I’ve told you in the previous competitions, don’t harvest so ruthlessly, now our reputation is ruined, who would be fooled again? No matter how many flyers you distribute, it won’t help.”

Si Wuchou said, “But to be fair, Miss Lici’s model is not bad. How about we try a different location? Go to Xi Ruo, or North Pole God Continent?”

“I’m not going. In Luojing we’ve caused trouble, but we have the Ying Clan to back us up. If we go to other God Continents with our deceit and trickery, we’ll be beaten to death.” Ying Yu’an shook his head like a rattle drum.

If it weren’t for his sister forcing him to be Wang Licui’s follower, he would have long disappeared.

“Forget it, forget it, I’ll write a letter to Fourth Uncle and ask him to help think of a new business model.” Wang Licui went up to the stands with a look of helplessness. Seeing that the final number of registrants was just a few stragglers here and there, just over ten people in total, she couldn’t help but feel even more depressed.

At this rate, we won’t even recover our costs.

And most of these people are probably newcomers to Luojing.

But now, even if we lose money, we have to swallow this bitter fruit. I can’t let the Wang family’s reputation be ruined in my hands.

Fortunately, I can still take the championship and won’t lose much after deducting costs.

“Anyone else wants to sign up? Last incense stick of time… it’s a rare opportunity, don’t miss it~!” Although Bun and Dumpling felt there wasn’t much hope, they still shouted enthusiastically, hoping for a bit of a miracle.

But unfortunately, they were only met with a burst of laughter.

“I… I’ll participate.”

At this moment, an uncle with a plain outfit and a white-bearded face suddenly leaped onto the stage, eyeing the stands and Wang Licui with interest, “Quite an amusing game. You’re the Big Stomach King champion Wang Licui, right? I can’t let a little girl like you suffer. How about this, if I win this competition, I’ll win a Chaos Spirit Stone from you. If you win, besides the original Chaos Spirit Stone, I’ll give you an additional Chaos Spirit Stone.”

Is there really such a good deal?

Wang Licui’s eyes immediately lit up with joy, “Uncle, are you serious? Great, great, I agree!”

The thought of wagering two whole Chaos Spirit Stones made her heart surge with excitement.

Where did this generous uncle come from? He looks unfamiliar, probably a newcomer to the Divine Capital. Truly a stroke of luck~!

“Let the competition begin, let the competition begin!! Handsome uncle, you stand over here, just next to Lici.” Lan Wanyi was also overjoyed and quickly went on stage to start hosting the competition, lest that seemingly slick, yet pretentious bearded uncle change his mind.

“Hehe ~ then let’s start.” The bearded uncle was also amiable. After handing over an Immortal Spirit Stone as the entry fee, he let them handle arrangements.

Bang!

With the sound of a gong, the competition officially began.

The employees of the Immortal Welcoming Building immediately brought up the prepared food—[Buns].

These buns made from First Grade Spirit Rice and inferior Spirit Meat were cheap, many people eating to death couldn’t even eat back the value of an Immortal Spirit Stone.

And these buns were each very big, even those cultivators with devouring bloodline would get stuffed after eating thousands to tens of thousands of them.

But Wang Licui grabbed a large steamer basket and immediately started devouring them ravenously.

Other participants began to eat as well.

The competition proceeded rapidly.

Within half a day’s time, the arena was narrowed down to just Wang Licui and the uncle.

Even though Wang Licui ate fast, the uncle wasn’t slow either, and he ate in a very “elegant” manner. He just stood there without moving, and the buns seemed alive, lining up and flying into his mouth.

Thanks to the full support of the Immortal Welcoming Building, they stockpiled a large amount of basic ingredients and hired military chefs to use a Sacred Artifact level cooking pot to cook the buns, producing over a million buns per pot. All personnel were serving the Big Stomach King competition, otherwise, they wouldn’t have been able to sustain their eating method.

Seeing the stalemate, Wang Licui began to speed up her bun-eating.

But looking over, the uncle seemed to be eating even faster.

And so they ate and ate… ate and ate… ate and ate…

After ten days, who knows how many millions of buns were eaten, and finally, Wang Licui “ah-wu,” spat out a mouthful.

For the first time in her life, she was actually overstuffed.

Clutching her throat, Wang Licui stared with wide eyes, pupils trembling, eyes bewildered as if she’d encountered a world-class issue.

“Little girl, can you still go on?” On the other side, the uncle didn’t stop, he kept eating while looking over.

He seemed to intentionally control the speed of eating buns, Wang Licui fast, he fast, she slow, he slow, so the total number of buns they ate was about the same.

“Ugh ugh!”

Wang Licui clutched her throat, dazed for a while before snapping out of it, looking pale-faced toward the uncle, reluctantly saying, “I lost.”

“If you lose, pay up.” The bearded uncle smiled kindly and reached out, “A Chaos Spirit Stone, please.”

Wang Licui frowned and hesitated for a long time before finally pulling out her last remaining Chaos Spirit Stone.

Her fists clenched tightly, her face not looking good, seemingly unable to accept her defeat, unable to accept losing a Chaos Spirit Stone just because she couldn’t eat as much as someone else!

“Oh my, you’re holding on quite tightly.” The bearded uncle noticed, yet had no sympathy, starting to pry her hand open without mercy.

Seeing this, grievances and shame filled Wang Licui’s heart.

She burst into tears with a “wah.”

To lose at a food competition, it was too humiliating! This was the darkest moment for her soul~~!!

Seeing her like this, the bearded uncle’s heart filled with delight, feeling that all his troubles had vanished.

He reached out, swiftly swiping the Chaos Spirit Stone, his expression delighted: “Hand it over.”

“Ugh ugh wah~!”

Wang Licui cried even more heartbreakingly.

But the bearded uncle laughed even more happily.

Not far away, an eunuch courtier watching this scene couldn’t help but wipe off cold sweat.

Has His Majesty been troubled by something lately, twisted into bullying a child for entertainment and finds it so satisfying?

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