The little ghost is housed in an apartment in the Bates Tower, which is renovated to the hotel's highest specification suite.

When he woke up, he felt that there was no discomfort in his body, and it seemed that the broken bones had also been restored, and the powerful vitality of the ghost was at a glance at this moment.

He looked around blankly, shook his head fiercely, trying to remember what had happened yesterday, and couldn't help but blush a little when he remembered Vina's soft kiss.

"This lioness..."

The little ghost entered the washing room, and a handsome figure appeared in the mirror, with thick dark circles under his eyes and a pale face, which reminded the little ghost that he didn't seem to have much rest in the past few days.

His stomach twitched a little, as if protesting hunger, and the little ghost realized that he didn't seem to have eaten either.

"Well, I'm hungry..."

Rinsing his face with cold water and wiping it with a towel, Brian told him to brush his teeth in the morning with a tiny fluffy brush, but the somewhat disgusting mint smell would be extremely uncomfortable for hungry people on an empty stomach.

"Gotta find something to eat, I remember there was a restaurant on Brian's ship..."

He walked out of the apartment, looking for the dining room in the Bates Building, looking at the unfamiliar Swiezer sign on the wall, corresponding to the meaning of the words in his mind, only to find that there was no sign for the cafeteria.

A member of the staff of the Bates Building walks by and is grabbed by a little ghost.

The little ghost asked where there was a cafeteria in this building, and the staff was a little surprised, and thought for a while, "On the second floor, you can see it when you get out of the elevator." ”

The little ghost thanked him and turned away, leaving the social animal at a loss.

"Where did this kid come from? This horn seems to be a ghost clan?" he was a little embarrassed, remembering that his boss often took his lover to spend the night in an apartment on the upper floors of the building, and he couldn't help but be a little suspicious in his heart.

"Damn the rich... Not even such a young child... Although the boss treats us well..."The social animal thought wildly, apparently taking the delicate little ghost for Nathan's lover.

The little ghost didn't know this, and he hurried down the second floor hungry, and when he went up the stairs, he found a few people coming out of a small room...

"Could it be that Nathan treats his subordinates so badly?" the little ghost stood a little curious, staring at the small room with a little curiosity.

There was a "ding" sound, and Nathan came out of it, and saw the little ghost standing there holding his stomach and looking at the arcane ladder, a little puzzled.

"What are you doing? This is not a toilet. He asked, confused.

"Are you keeping all your employees here and working for you every day?" the little ghost glared at Nathan as he clutched his hungry stomach.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Didn't you go up from here yesterday?ahhh ”

"Anyway, how can you think like that? Am I like that kind of bad person?" Nathan gestured to himself, pretending to be angry.

"Boom—" his stomach screamed in protest, and the little ghost hurriedly covered it, not wanting Nathan to find out about his embarrassment.

"It seems that our little highness is hungry. Nathan forced a smile, he seemed to enjoy playing tricks on the little ghost.

"Hmm—" The little ghost looked at Nathan with a sneer.

"Got it, got it. Nathan walked inside, "What a cute little guy, come here!"

The little ghost silently followed Nathan into the cafeteria.

The canteen is very large, after all, it is a place for all the people in the building to eat, and the simple decoration in the style of the gold coin republic and the fragrant taste of the food are easy to arouse people's appetite.

"There's nothing serious to eat this morning, take this and eat whatever you want... Ah yes, just scratch the window. Nathan pulled out a meal card and handed it to the little ghost.

The little ghost got it and ran to the window as soon as he got it.

"Whew... Eh, why do they all eat these things?" the little ghost looked at the so-called Victorian classic food in front of him, a little tangled.

The Victorian classics are unique, like the pinnacle of the genre.

Starry Sky Pie...

A few fresh sardines poked their heads out of the hard bread and looked up at the bewildered little ghost above, their eyes full of mockery.

The little ghost looked at the sardine in front of him in embarrassment, "Why do you eat raw fish like this......

A few sardines writhed as if in response to the little ghost's question.

There were also a few pieces of normal-looking bread in the window - if not sepia sauce on them.

The little ghost was so hungry that he stuffed the bread in his mouth and almost didn't throw it up.

The salty and salty mixture of sour and bitter, this smell exploded in the mouth, hitting the soul of the little ghost, although it tasted a bit like the soy sauce of the hometown of the country of ghosts, but the little ghost swore to Amaterasu that the soy sauce was definitely not so unpalatable.

"Hahahaha, I just like to see you strangers eating Marmite sauce. Nathan laughed and patted the little ghost on the shoulder.

"What is this, why is it so unpalatable!" the little ghost covered his mouth, trying to keep his voice as low as possible. "Ahem... I'm dead. ”

"This is Marmite sauce, when the Sviser Federation was founded, the soldiers couldn't eat enough, when our family found this sauce, a small piece can sustain a soldier for half a day, so the whole army is rationed"

"Now it's been handed down, and it's also chasing bitterness," Nathan explained to the little ghost with a smile, and took a bite of a piece of bread himself. "Shhhh It's really unpalatable. ”

The little ghost is amused by Nathan's appearance and goes back to the window to get a fish and chips that look most normal, similar to a food called tempura in the land of ghosts.

Soon a fish and chips were swept away by the little ghost, and after touching his stomach, he felt that he was still unsatisfied, and went back to the window to get two pieces of chips - he felt that the fish did not cushion his stomach.

Nathan sat opposite the little ghost and concentrated on dealing with the steak in front of him, eating so intently that he didn't even notice what the little ghost was doing...

When he finished eating, he looked up and froze.

The little ghost in front of him sat on a bench, eating quickly with elegant ghost etiquette, and the purple ponytail was tied behind his head.

The little ghost should have looked very good when eating, did Qianqianyu pick up a french fry, stuffed it into Sakura's lips and chewed it twice before swallowing it, her delicate little face was full of satisfaction.

If it weren't for the rapid eating efficiency.

"One... Two... Three... Four... Five..."Nathan counted silently in his heart, he was already full, but he felt a little hungry when he saw the little ghost eating.

Because the efficiency of eating a plate in five seconds is too terrifying.

"You... Aren't you choking?" asked Nathan, a little surprised, for he had never seen such a speed before.

"Choke... How does it feel?" asked the little ghost, not forgetting to eat as he spoke.

Nathan swallowed his saliva and looked at the two stacks of empty plates that were more than one person high on the table, and from time to time a service staff came out with a large plate with strange eyes, and then dragged the empty plates away.

Nathan was a little speechless, and asked someone to pour two glasses of wine and drink in silence. Watch the little ghosts perform.

"I'm afraid the ogre wouldn't be like that," Nathan thought, if Brian was here, he would have broken his mind - he had seen the ogre eat, a roasted adult boar being eaten by a two-headed ogre in ten seconds, and the best tenderloin was accurately dropped on Brian's plate.

The restaurant steward wanted to come this way, and when he saw Nathan, he stepped forward respectfully and leaned down next to Nathan's ear, "Boss, there are no potatoes in the kitchen, look..."

"That's... Your Highness—" Nathan awkwardly interrupted the little ghost from eating.

"Hmm... Don't call me Your Highness, I hate it... What's wrong?" the little ghost didn't stop eating, and the last few plates of chips disappeared into the little ghost's cherry lips in a whirlwind of clouds.

"Our kitchen is like... There are no more potatoes... Look—" Nathan smiled awkwardly, he'd never been in this situation before.

"Is there a bloodline advantage?" In the Swiezer Federation, which is mainly human, there are indeed few alien races, and the most of them are all kinds of elves and half-elves, but the stomachs of those long-eared rabbits are as small as their qi.

Nathan had never seen such a humanoid creature.

"Then eat meat and get some nutrients. The little ghost looked at Nathan with a grin, and the beautiful face intertwined with the delicate appearance and the mysterious Plum Rune looked like a hungry ghost in Nathan's eyes.

"I'm so stressed to see you're eating," Nathan smiled and beckoned the steward over, "What do you want to eat?" That's how they taste. ”

"Don't smell too weird... Normal food is fine... Well... Roast a leg of lamb... I feel like I can still eat two," the little ghost said shyly.

"You and Vina are a really broken pair," Nathan joked as if he remembered something funny.

"Don't be in front of that little lioness in front of me" The little ghost blushed and gritted his teeth, and Nathan laughed when he got the desired effect.

"Just like he said, two legs of lamb," Nathan said to the steward, his handsome face full of what he thought was a bold smile.

The waiting time was always long, and the little ghost was not so hungry, chatting with Nathan, blushing from time to time when he was teased.

"You're going to switch gears with me in a moment, Brian told me to give you a good knife, by the way, how are you doing now?" Nathan crossed Jiro's legs, one arm on the table.

"It's probably a ghost warrior of about level ten" The little ghost replied truthfully, when the professional level reaches level ten, you need to find a strong person in your clan to help complete the advanced ceremony, and the knowledge inherited in the ghost's bloodline is enough for the little ghost to complete the full-time work on his own.

It's just that the green ghost told the little ghost before leaving that he must be thirteen years old, after the bloodline level reaches silver, and then complete the career advancement.

"Tut-tut, good blood, we're a tough Black Iron race. Nathan looked at the little ghost enviously, shaking his chair, not in shape.

Suddenly, Nathan seemed to remember something, straightening up "Wait, how old are you?"

"Twenty years old, what's there to be curious about?" the little ghost asked in confusion as he didn't understand why Nathan had asked the question.

"Aren't the golden races all living long, how can they be adults at such a young age?" asked Nathan in surprise, almost falling off his chair.

"We also have a short life... Even if I am a ghost bloodline, I only have a lifespan of less than six hundred years... And... The birth rate is also extremely low..."The little ghost said, his eyes reddened a little, and the scene of the brutal conquest of the Aslans appeared in front of the little ghost's eyes again.

"Forget it, don't mention the sad thing, the leg of lamb seems to be going to be fine" Nathan changed the subject, and he saw two waiters walking towards here carrying a large iron plate.

The aroma of the leg of lamb was so fragrant that Nathan, who had just eaten his fill, was also a little hungry, and when the leg of lamb was placed on the table, the little ghost quickly used a knife and fork to separate the lamb from the leg of mutton, and it took less than a minute for the meat on both legs of lamb to be peeled off.

The Victorian-style roast leg of lamb is slow-roasted with plenty of olives and garlic, and the rich aroma constantly stirs the nasal nerves of the two people at the table.

It took the little ghost about two minutes to eat a whole leg of lamb without even a drop of broth on his body, an already artistic way of eating that amazed Nathan, who was a silver swordsman.

The two legs of mutton went down, and the little ghost patted his stomach with satisfaction, "Let's go!"

"Come with me. Nathan smiled and pulled the little ghost up from his seat, feeling that his weight had not changed at all, and that the little monster in front of him did not conform to the conservation of matter at all.

The two of them walked out of the dining room talking and laughing, leaving only a mess on the table—oh, it can't be said to be a mess, and there was not even soup left under the mouth of the little ghost.