'Lets get started shall we.' He then proceeded to draw runes on the ground.
Watching it happen, Lenny squinted his eyes in confusion before asking in a questionable tone, "Is... Is he drawing... an array formation??" The city lord who was on the side nodded his head silently, hoping that whatever array the main character was drawing would be able to commit a miracle. To his dismay though, the miracle was going to take a while as the runes the main character drew seemed to be never ending.
As time passed, runes after runes were indrawn upon the white surface, causing the main character to take brakes here and there; partially due to the excessive blood loss he was subjecting himself to. By the time he was fifty percent done, he was forced to rest due to the incessant light-headedness he was feeling. Laying on the floor, he fetched out a medical Dan from his spatial ring before throwing it in his mouth.
'It tastes sweet...' He thought, swirling around the Dan a couple of times before swallowing it. A few seconds went by before he felt the medical Dan dissolve in his stomach, spreading warmth and vitality, and hastily regenerating his blood.
'Finally...' he thought, as the sense of light headedness slowly faded away. Taking in a deep breath, he sat himself up. He didn't plan on returning to the array right away as with the relaxing of the mind, he was able to realize that he was starving.
Taking out a small coffee table and a handkerchief, he stationed the former in front of himself before he passed the latter to the city lord, asking him to Inject it with his qi and flail it about. Although taken aback by the strange request, the city lord did as he was told.
*Whoosh*
In the next second, the small coffee table had turned into a large dining table, able to accommodate up to thirty people, and on it were all sorts of delicacies from all around the world.
Their fragrance was magnetic as the moment they were sensed, the salivary glands would work over time to create a mouth full of saliva. Shocked by what they saw, the city lord and Lenny simply stood idly by, passively watching the main character devour the plates in front of him.
Watching as they did nothing, the main character snatched back the handkerchief before asking, "Aren't you guys hungry? Aren't you going to eat?"
That question seemed to snap the two out of their stupor. Reacting quickly, the two didn't even answer his question, they simply sat on either side of the main character before they too started eating, unlike the maim character though, they ate with class.
Instead of using their hands like the main character, they picked up knives and forks before getting to their meal as gentlemen do. Unfortunately, that only lasted a few minutes as their aggressive eating was less and less compatible with the utensils they used.
Furthermore, noticing how the main character gobbled up whatever saw, the two were motivated to discard their utensils and class, resorting to eating with their bare hands.
Watching their advances, the main character scoured the table top for foods he wished not miss out on. Finally zeroing in on a plate of orderly placed, steaming hot French fries, he reached out and grabbed the plate before placing it behind his back, clearly stating, "This is mine!" The two on the side seemed completely unphased as they continued to chomp down on the food in front of them.
As the moments ticked by, the more the plates on that huge table decreased; the food was just too good. +That was further made true when, from the entrance, a small cute squirrel appeared, its nose twitching, seemingly drawn by the scent of so many delicacies.
Not wasting a single moment, it made a b-line and went straight to the plate that was closest to it, a plate of French fries. Running over the array trying to get to the plate as soon as possible, its body, knowingly or unknowingly, released a dark smoke.
Although harmless at first, that smoke seemed to have sentience as it pushed the runes out of it's master's way, making it seem like they were plates floating on any body of water.
By the time the squirrel had made it to the plate, there was an obvious trail made on the array as there was now a small clearing that had been created where the runes had been pushed aside, uncomfortably close to each other. The array was obviously ruined!
Granted, the squirrel couldn't care less, as there was only one thong on his mind, "Eat the fries!!!"Due to its small size though, it couldn't eat as much as it wanted in one go. But since the three humans were too preoccupied by the plates in front of them, it was allowed to take it's time.
By the time it was done, the three had yet to realise the small intruder; he who was now waddling its way back to the entrance, having eaten its fill.
As it passed the array through the array, that same dark smoke from before seemed to diffuse out of its body, spreading over the entirety of the array and putting everything back in place... Albeit, that wasn't all it did.
It also made adjustments of its own, slightly adding small strokes and lines on some runes. Although their meaning and functions had changed, they were visually similar enough to go unnoticed.
When all that was said and done, the squirrel managed to leave the white room with its belly full to the brim.+
. . .
Having cleared all the plates, the three sat or laid, with their hands stroking their large food bellies and their face contorted in discomfort; they had clearly eaten too much! The main character who rested his head on the table in front of him seemed to be on the verge of sleep before he was woken up a though.
Remembering something, he turned his head to the back... at least that's what he tried to do. He was unfortunately stopped by the pain that spread from his belly as he attempted that. Letting out a groan and reverting his movements, he simply opted to drag his arm behind his back and trail the from side to side, hoping to find what he was looking for.
Grabbing onto the plate he had safe guarded, he dragged it to his front only to see the plate empty from all its contents. Not even a single crumb was left, only oil, plate, and the tantalizing fragrance of the fries!
"Which one of you stole my fries!!" he cried out, but due to the immense discomfort he felt from over eating, he couldn't really put his lungs into it, causing it to come out as a strained sentence.