Its mouth kept chewing on meat, but it seemed it could never be satisfied.
Its body was gigantic, towering perhaps six meters tall. It squatted in a corner of the kitchen, gnawing continuously on food.
On the surrounding walls, there were writings that Wen Xishu could recognize.
They were childish scrawls writing "Hungry", "More", "Eat it all".
Later, they were crazily overwritten with "Never enough!"
Besides that, a woman's slightly reproachful yet tireless voice kept echoing:
"Charlie, Charlie, eat them! This is a mother's sacrifice!"
"Charlie, eat, eat, eat joyfully."
"Charlie, do you know that food shouldn't be wasted? Many children in other places can't even get food. You have to learn to be grateful."
Every time this voice appeared, the fat man would immediately start to chew frantically.
But soon, the fat man would start pounding the ground wildly.
This kitchen was as vast as a building, no… akin to a stadium.
