"Because I'm the very definition of a Foodie!"
Lin Shaocong said with a smug look of self-satisfaction.
"That's right, not only are you a Foodie, but you're also a standard-issue fatso!"
Tang Yi immediately cast a disdainful glance and looked at Lin Shaocong's belly, which resembled that of a pregnant woman. This fatso, standing no more than 1.7 meters tall, weighed at least close to 300 pounds—a genuine Foodie and fatso combined.
"However, this 'Foodie Technique' seems to really be tailor-made for you!"
Tang Yi said with a smile, "Because, at the end of the day, this 'Foodie Technique' is all about one thing—'eating'!"
"The more you eat, the faster and higher your strength will increase!"
"Really?"
Lin Shaocong burst into uncontrollable laughter: "Who would've thought such good fortune existed, to enhance one's strength just by eating?"
"Why would I lie to you for no reason? Just try it out for yourself and you'll know!"
