Yeah, what is going on here?
No need for Yan Luo to deliberately count; just a glance reveals six energy gel packaging bags in the trash bag.
Where exactly is the problem?
This is a question Yan Luo needs to carefully study, because his appetite couldn’t change so drastically in such a short period.
Yan Luo recollected the day’s experiences and quickly realized the issue.
This morning while hunting demons, Yan Luo consumed demon flesh to replenish the Magic Power consumed in his body.
The issue lies in the fact that demon flesh cannot provide nutrition; even if digested, it will only transform into Magic Power, thereby enhancing Yan Luo’s body.
Ultimately, demons are not composed of matter; their entire bodies are constructed from Magic Power. Only after killing a demon does the Magic Power condense into flesh, allowing people to actually contact demon flesh.
After eating that demon flesh, Yan Luo’s body shouldn’t be able to convert it into nutritious substances, essentially not providing any satiety, equivalent to eating a lump of air.
Yet, if it’s not because his digestive system converted the demon flesh into nutrients needed by his body after he ate it, how does one explain why his noon appetite dropped to almost half compared to the evening?
For Yan Luo, if his hypothesis is true, then he’s in big trouble.
Eating demon flesh previously was akin to swallowing air, so until hitting the drunken demon threshold, he could eat as much demon flesh as desired.
If demon flesh could be converted into nutrients by his digestive system, his consumption of demon flesh would face great restrictions.
He’d likely get full after eating only a little demon flesh.
Thinking to this point, Yan Luo couldn’t help but take a deep breath.
Thoughts stirred in his mind as Yan Luo clipped the Magic Power measuring device onto his arm to measure the Magic Power within.
Having just eaten dinner, he’s currently in a state of satiety; after sitting for a while to digest, he plans to act again to continue hunting demons.
Yan Luo devised a plan to test his hypothesis—once his internal Magic Power drops to 2000 qi, he will neither eat nor drink but consume demon blood and flesh to see if, as he suspects, demon flesh is transforming into matter.
The upcoming actions will prioritize digesting Magic Power; he must lower his internal Magic Power to 2000 qi in the shortest time possible.
He must also focus on hunting ordinary and dangerous-level demons. The Magic Power contained in lethal-level demon flesh is too great, eating just a bit can push his internal Magic Power to the drunken demon threshold.
Yan Luo is someone who acts on thoughts immediately; after resting for ten minutes, he gets moving again.
Now he needs to fight, using a lot of combat to expedite digesting the Magic Power within, swiftly lowering the Magic Power to 2000 qi.
Hence, Yan Luo doesn’t pick or choose; whatever demon he encounters, unless it’s city-breaking level, he directly seeks battle.
The pace at which ammunition is consumed suddenly soared, surpassing Yan Luo’s original plans.
Originally, he planned for the ammunition to last at least twelve days, with reserves ensuring he could safely withdraw from the Abyss.
If calculated at this rate of consumption, Yan Luo only has two more days before depleting his ammunition.
However, the urgency doesn’t provide Yan Luo the time to ponder much.
Even if he runs out of ammunition, he still has the thermal ax; this weapon is enough for Yan Luo to defend himself.
The motorcycle carried Yan Luo across the vast plain, and whenever he noticed a demon without signals of other hunters around, he’d charge right in to hunt them down.
If a bomb or bullet couldn’t kill the demon, Yan Luo would draw his long knife and charge to fight the demon directly, not caring whether his actions might result in injury.
In such a frantic situation, Yan Luo’s internal Magic Power was being swiftly digested.
Although the physical blows transmitted through external skeletal armor were minimal, it still enhanced Yan Luo’s defensive capabilities slightly.
This bout of slaughter lasted a full sixteen hours, during which Yan Luo didn’t take a break for more than ten minutes at a time.
His stomach growled with hunger, but Yan Luo bore the hunger and fatigue without eating or drinking.
Finally, sixteen hours later, he measured his internal Magic Power again, confirming that it had dropped below 2000 qi.
Seeing the numbers appear on the measuring instrument, Yan Luo flashed a heartfelt smile.
At last, it was time to feast!
Immediately, Yan Luo glanced at the Gale Wolf pinned under his foot and directly swung his knife to cut off the fur from its back.
The Gale Wolf, previously knocked unconscious by Yan Luo, suddenly opened its eyes and let out a cry of pain.
But it never expected that, while demons used to eat hunters, roles between them had flipped 180 degrees.
The fur being cut off wasn’t the most painful for the Gale Wolf; only upon Yan Luo opening his metal mask and biting down did it truly feel the agony.
The Gale Wolf pawed aimlessly at the ground with its limbs, violently twisting its body and howling incessantly.
However, no matter how it struggled, it was firmly pinned by Yan Luo’s strong arms, unable to break free.
Yan Luo tore a chunk of meat from the wolf’s spine, chewed it slightly, then quickly swallowed, before lowering his head to draw the blood gushing from the ruptured blood vessels.
With big gulps of wolf meat swallowed and hot blood drunk, Yan Luo seemed more demonic than the demons.
Soon, Yan Luo completely devoured the muscle on the wolf’s back, exposing stark white bones to the air, leaving the Gale Wolf exceptionally miserable.
It nearly lost the power to move, as Yan Luo consumed not just its flesh but also its nerves.
Despite being entirely composed of Magic Power, demons were uncannily like biological creatures, possessing a full muscle and skeletal framework and having a complete nervous system.
Yan Luo didn’t know why they contained so much inside; he only knew that destroying these things could easily kill demons.
The Gale Wolf laid on the ground, merely exhaling without inhaling.
Yan Luo hadn’t managed to eat a few more morsels before the Gale Wolf’s body fragmented, turning into a material drop.
Meat strands stuck between teeth and the blood staining his body disappeared with them. Yan Luo clicked his tongue, picked up the material, and stood up to leave.
The Gale Wolf is the most ubiquitous type of demon on the Bone-Eroding Plain; whether ordinary-level or dangerous-level, they are numerous.
Because of this, the materials they produce are generally of little value; occasionally there are some valuable materials, selling for only ten or twenty thousand.
Roughly stuffing the fallen materials from the Gale Wolf into the space box, Yan Luo mounted his motorcycle to hunt for his next target.
By now, Yan Luo clearly felt that consuming the wolf’s flesh and blood had alleviated his hunger and thirst somewhat, seemingly confirming his hypothesis.
However, it might just be his body tricking itself.
Sometimes the body deceives itself, so Yan Luo dared not definitively conclude that demon flesh could indeed bring satiety.
He needed to continue eating to further verify.
The motorcycle roared back to life as Yan Luo quickly located his next target.
However, just as Yan Luo successfully hunted a demon and prepared to eat, he noticed a group of hunters in the distance.
This forced him to stop eating, turning to slaughter the demon instead.
Yan Luo temporarily didn’t wish for his secrets to be exposed, he must prevent any actions that might lead to his secrets being revealed.
Slaughtered the demon, took the material, and Yan Luo set off again.
Unfortunately, the next discovered demon was a lethal-level demon.
Yan Luo weighed his own condition and felt he had a chance to kill the demon, hence directly took action.
After much effort, Yan Luo successfully eliminated the lethal-level demon; right afterward, hunger surged through his mind, attempting to dominate his body.
After tidily gathering things, Yan Luo set out once more.
Driving on the road, Yan Luo carefully recalled the recent state.
Sixteen hours without food or drink should have weakened his body, but it was not so; his fists and legs remained strong.
It was only now that he dared to confirm—eating demon flesh indeed provided nourishment.
Demon flesh can convert into nutritional substances?
Yan Luo knew his troubles had just begun.