After a while, Bai Xuan began eating heartily.
Pork ribs with sauce, chicken legs, beef, seafood, desserts—
He devoured all kinds of ready-to-eat cooked dishes and sweets one after another. When the hotpot water boiled, he added beef and lamb rolls, fish balls, and egg rolls. Once cooked, he ate them bite by bite, completely ignoring the scalding temperature.
Bai Xuan's stomach was rapidly digesting everything, yet no matter how much he ate, it never seemed to bulge.
"Should I buy some compressed rations? If my appetite is like this now, it's going to get even crazier in the future…"
"Or maybe get some meat from Dad's Sea Kings?"
As he ate, Bai Xuan thought.
Sea King meat is packed with nutrients, far superior to normal ingredients for him. Cooking wasn't a problem either; he could just have a restaurant prepare it. As long as it wasn't an entire Sea King sent over, it wouldn't be an issue.
After calculating how much he had eaten, Bai Xuan wiped his mouth and left—not because he was full, but to avoid unnecessary attention.
Although food-streaming videos have made giant eaters less unusual, someone could still film him and upload it online. He didn't like that kind of attention and preferred to change restaurants. There were plenty of buffets nearby anyway.
Patting his stomach, Bai Xuan was in high spirits. He could feel the warmth from his abdomen spreading throughout his body.
The visible increase in physical strength made him feel extremely comfortable.
Over the next few hours, Bai Xuan visited three more buffet restaurants, only returning home when he felt a noticeable sense of fullness.
After a brief rest, he resumed training.
Finally, the weekend had arrived, and he didn't want to waste any time.
Training is addictive—especially when you can clearly feel yourself growing stronger.
Strength gained without any cost is gratifying, but the sense of achievement from effort is just as addictive.
Bai Xuan wanted both.
During training, the food he had eaten earlier began to break down rapidly again, converting into energy that nourished his body.
Invisible to the naked eye, countless colored light particles swirled in the air and streamed into him, enhancing both his abilities and his physical condition.
Meanwhile, while Bai Xuan trained, something amusing was happening in the chat group.
Golden Flash: "It won't be long before Naruto is born. I'm so excited!"
Golden Flash: "This time, I won't let tragedy happen."
Golden Flash: [Determined]
Worst Spirit: "Oh."
Ordinary Group Leader: "Oh."
Uchiha Dance King: "Oh."
Make Da Gu into soup: "Oh."
Just Like This Meow: "Oh."
Regarding Minato Namikaze's declaration, the other group members showed zero reaction. If anything, they were slightly tempted to shut his mouth.
Golden Flash: "Why are you all acting so calm? Did I say something wrong?"
Minato couldn't understand their lack of enthusiasm; it made him feel awkward.
Ordinary Group Leader: "You have the nerve to say that!"
Ordinary Group Leader: "How many times have you said this already? Huh? How many times?!"
Ordinary Group Leader: "I understand your excitement, but you should know there are still six months until the Nine-Tails Incident."
Ordinary Group Leader: "Six months!!!"
Ordinary Group Leader: "Please wait until five and a half months later to talk about Naruto. Thank you."
Make Da Gu into soup: "Indeed."
Worst Spirit: [Agreed]
Be My Son: "Not bad."
Golden Flash: "…"
Golden Flash: "Fine, I guess."
He was indeed a little overexcited.
But it was understandable—seeing Kushina's smile and her anticipation of Naruto reminded him of what Naruto had endured in the memory copies.
Even now, he couldn't imagine how Naruto could remain so optimistic after all he had experienced.
Not even he could match Naruto's resilience.
Luckily, he was the one in the chat group. If it had been Kushina, she might have gone straight to the Third Hokage—or even killed Danzo.
If he could, of course he would have done the same. But he was not only Naruto's father; he was also the Fourth Hokage of Konoha.
Without sufficient evidence, he couldn't act against the village elders. Collecting evidence takes time.
So for now, the only path was to prevent the Nine-Tails Incident.
Make Da Gu into soup: "By the way, have you guys drawn in the lottery these days?"
Ordinary Group Leader: "I wanted to, but I don't have enough points."
Ordinary Group Leader: "Panda headache."
Ordinary Group Leader: "Sign-ins only give 3–4 points each time, and I only have 23 points now."
Ordinary Group Leader: "Waaahhhh…"
Su Yunqing wiped nonexistent tears from her eyes. She had already deeply understood her own luck.
A true non-luck user—a bloodline pure non-luck!
So many sign-ins, never once above 5 points.
Even the unlucky ones—Kyousan, Da Gu, Lord Ban, and Dad—had sometimes gotten 6 or 7 points. But she? Not once!
Be My Son: "Haha, these past few days I exchanged Sea King meat, famous swords, Three-Color Haki, and Navy Six powers for a lot of points."
Worst Spirit: "How many points did you get?"
Talking about points made Tokisaki Kurumi wide awake. She had gained a little over these days, but far too little.
She didn't know if the chat group had a bias against technology, or if she just recycled common items with low value.
Ordinary Group Leader: "Even though Three-Color Haki and Navy Six are just training methods without experience, their inherent value is still high."
Ordinary Group Leader: "And the famous sword—was it a good sword or a great sword? An ultimate great sword seems impossible."
Ordinary Group Leader: "Wait, where did you get Navy Six from?"
She could understand Three-Color Haki and the value of swords, but Navy Six—why would a pirate have Navy Six?
Be My Son: "Haha, Navy Six isn't something you learn just by looking."
Make Da Gu into soup: "???"
Worst Spirit: "???"
Ordinary Group Leader: "???"
Golden Flash: "???"
Child of Nature: "Did you hear that? People say…"
Navy Six is a physical technique designed to surpass human limits. Anyone who wants to learn it must undergo rigorous training.
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