It was true that everything was risky. He had to be careful not to choke to death even when he was eating.
Chang Yue was still measuring the sizes of their stomachs and the sizes of the dozens of hot dogs. Chang Yue, who had maxed out her skill points when it came to communicating with others, obviously could not understand. If she had not seen the competition with her own eyes, she would not have believed it.
Even if he saw it, he couldn't believe it.
"The stomach isn't wriggling very obviously. If it becomes a container, I think the other organs will be squeezed too." Zheng Ren said,"and it's not that the stomach doesn't move, it's just that it moves slowly. The pylorus Department will send some food to the small intestine to be 'stored'."
"After that, induce vomiting and spit out the thing. It's hard to do this. It repeatedly stimulates the stomach, it's easy ..."
