The old woman who cooked the soup smiled sluggishly.

"Green onion coriander, green onion coriander, green onion and coriander......"

The other party muttered.

Gluttony, on the other hand, ignores this, he just wants to eat as good and delicious food as possible, and of course, if it's not good enough, he will still eat it.

Food, not to be wasted.

With such a creed, 'gluttony' naturally picked up the bowl.

However, before he could drink it, the soup bowl was gone.

Not only the soup bowl, the soup pot, the bridge and the old woman are gone.

It was completely foggy in front of me.

And when the fog lifted, Gluttony found himself standing on the bridge again, and the old woman was still standing on the bridge boiling soup.

The green shallots and coriander were put into the pot by each other.

"Add chopped green onions and coriander and drink it."

"It's better to forget everything."

"The past, buried in the loess."

With the same kind and kind smile as before, the old woman handed the soup bowl to Gluttony.

After incorporating chopped green onions and coriander, the taste of the soup immediately changed, and a smile appeared on the face of the 'glutton', and the smile of the old woman became brighter and brighter.

But......

"Why isn't it bone broth?"

'Gluttony' asked, opening his mouth.

The old woman's smile was dull again.

The fog reappeared and began again.

"Boil the bone broth, add chopped green onions and coriander, and drink it."

"It's better to forget everything."

"The past, buried in the loess."

The old woman handed over the soup bowl again.

"Why not a big stick?"

'Gluttony' asked again with the bowl in hand.

The smile was dull again.

The fog reappeared and began again.

"Boil the bone broth with green onions and coriander, drink it......"

"Can you add meat?"

……

"Boil the bone broth with meat, chopped green onions and coriander, and drink it......"

"Can you put some more winter melon?"

……

"Boil the big stick bone broth, add meat, winter melon, chopped green onion and coriander, drink it......"

"Winter melon should be sliced, not put in whole."

……

"Boil the big stick bone broth, add the meat, sliced winter melon, chopped green onion and coriander, drink it......"

"Is there rice? Give me a bowl. ”

……

"Big stick bone broth is boiled, add meat, sliced winter melon, chopped green onion and coriander, serve with rice, drink it......"

"Where's the noodles? I think noodles should be there as well. ”

……

"Boil the big stick bone broth, add meat, sliced winter melon, chopped green onion and coriander, serve with rice, rice sticks, and drink it."

"Forget everything."

"The past, buried in the loess."

Again and again and again.

The figure of the old woman became more and more faint, and when it came to this time, it was like a phantom, as if a gust of wind could blow her away.

But she didn't realize it, and she was very persistent in satisfying the 'gluttony' that was also extremely obsessed with food.

The heavy spoon in her hand was picked up again and again, and put down again and again.

And this time, when she saw 'Gluttony' pick up the bowl and a smile on her face, the spoon in her hand was raised high, and she waited for the moment when Gluttony drank the soup.

That's when she harvests.

But the next moment, her eyelids were jumping.

Because, 'Gluttony' put down the soup bowl again and looked at her.

"Can you give me ......"

Call!

Before the 'gluttony' was finished, the old woman's illusory figure dispersed with the wind.

'Gluttony' reacted very quickly, and he didn't pay attention to the disappeared old woman at all, but held the bowl in one hand and firmly grasped the soup pot in the other.

A smile appeared on the face of the 'glutton'.

He poured the soup from the bowl into the soup pot, then picked up the pot and drank it all, and then, not forgetting to eat the bones at the bottom of the pot, the winter melon, and the rice and noodles on the side.

And after eating all this, 'gluttony' turned his head to look around.

He hopes to find more food.

Naturally, he looked under the bridge.

The muddy and unseeable water of the river is like a tidal wave, rolling and flowing.

Then, when a dark shadow flashed through it, Gluttony's eyes lit up and he jumped down without hesitation.

Thump!

Water splashes.

Heaven and earth have changed.

Gluttony didn't find a shadow, and he couldn't be sure if it was a big fish.

Instead, he felt himself writhing and hissing.

Looking down, he saw the snake-like body.

It's very young.

Very fragile.

Very...... Hungry.

He struggled to find food, but there was nothing around.

It's a barren place.

Death is coming.

If he was in the middle of nowhere, he saw an old woman boiling soup.

The old woman, whose face could not be seen clearly, was kind and kind, and there was no disgust when she looked at him, but only treated him equally.

"Poor little one."

The old woman brought the soup and fed it to him.

It was warm but didn't taste anything.

He was hungry for more.

But the old woman touched his head and shook her head slowly.

"No more."

"Three bowls is the limit."

The old woman refused, but his pleading moved the old woman, who stretched out her hand and punctured her index finger, and a drop of blood dripped into his mouth.

Then he was picked up by the old woman and placed in the gate behind him, which shimmered in circles of light.

"Let's go."

"The next time I see you, don't cry you're hungry."

The old woman waved her hand.

He entered the gate.

When he entered the gate, he forgot everything.

He became gifted and incomparably powerful.

He ignores everything.

He dares to challenge anything.

He dared to devour everything.

He gradually became known as the 'Devourer'.

He had eaten everything, everything had become tasteless, and he was ready to eat something that made him feel tasteful.

For example: your own body?

For example: your own soul?

He gave it a try.

It's delicious.

It was delicious beyond his imagination.

Especially the soul.

Originally, he just wanted to taste it, but as a result, he didn't hold back.

He...... devoured themselves.

All he was left was a gigantic shell.

He disappeared.

……

"Hey, hey, how's you doing?"

A familiar voice rang out, and Lazy shook his head, sobering up from his inexplicable vision, and he found that he had just felt overwhelmed and that he had now become normal.

And he seemed to feel a little different about himself.

But it seems to be the same again, there is no difference.

It's a weird feeling.

But it's all too real.

It was so real that he wanted to taste his own flesh and blood.

However, the alertness that appeared in his mind immediately stopped him.

He has not forgotten to devour his first delicacy, let alone the pain at the end.

He didn't want to try that kind of pain.

"Are you alright?"

The voice of 'laziness' rang out again.

"No, I'm just ......"

"Just what?"

Thinking that there was some unexpected 'laziness', he immediately asked.

"I'm just hungry."

'Gluttony' replied truthfully.

“……”