Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups Chapter 1015 - 506-3

Rumble—

The earth trembled violently.

The edge of the floating island in the void continued to extend, expanding outward at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The once low hills rapidly rose, transforming into majestic rocky mountains, with an imposing presence.

The once narrow rivers suddenly widened, the waters roaring and surging, raising white waves.

Even on the west side of the island, a broad new river appeared out of nowhere, winding eastward along the terrain.

The glorious palace at the center of the island also rose swiftly, expanding.

Ninety meters, a hundred meters, two hundred meters...

In the blink of an eye, it had become a towering giant tower hundreds of meters high.

Its whole body shimmered with golden light, like the dwelling of a Divine, exuding a majestic aura that suppressed everything.

In the sky, a gentle Ambrosia rain began to fall, each drop rich with vitality, nurturing every inch of land.

The once lush vegetation grew wildly.

Tender green saplings shot up from the ground, and low shrubs turned into tall trees.

In just a few breaths, the first vast primordial forest appeared on the island.

The entire rules of the Inner World became more stable and complete, akin to an independent heaven and earth.

The once somewhat illusory defense barrier around it now became extremely solid, swirling with dazzling multicolored halos.

In reality, Fang Cheng’s eyes turned blood red, his lips curled back, and his heavy breath exhaled with a scorching heat.

The familiar and terrifying hunger came as expected.

But this was no longer just hunger; it was a devouring desire from the depths of the soul.

Fang Cheng let out a beast-like low growl, suddenly grabbing a braised pig’s trotter from the table and stuffing it into his mouth.

The "crunch-crunch" chewing sound was sharp and urgent.

He couldn’t even bear to spit out the bones, swallowing them whole along with the marrow and meat after a brief chew.

Next came braised beef, roast duck, roast chicken, sausage...

Fang Cheng almost gulped down everything, his hands constantly grabbing, stuffing these foods into his seemingly insatiable belly.

His stomach had long become a greedy abyss, intestines writhing crazily, producing thunderous noises.

His internal organs were like a super engine running at full throttle, desperately needing fuel to fill the terrifying energy void, ensuring his body could complete its final metamorphosis.

He practically buried his head in the pile of food, never stopping his mouth.

He ate ferociously and wildly, more brutal and savage than a beast, his eyes left with only an obsession for food.

If an outsider saw this scene, they would probably faint on the spot, thinking some man-eating demon had been reincarnated.

The cooked food, cans, and sausages on the table diminished rapidly before the eye, disappearing.

Not enough! Still not enough!

Fang Cheng turned around and dashed into the kitchen, ripping the lid off the pressure cooker, the scalding steam hitting his face.

Unperturbed, he grabbed the soft stew lamb with his hands and kept stuffing it into his mouth.

Finally, he simply held up the pressure cooker, tilting his head back to gulp down the thick broth, not leaving a drop.

He then rushed to the freezer, grabbing a bloody steak inside.

Not even bothering to tear off the packaging, he bit into it directly.

The blood dripped down his lips onto the floor.

Fang Cheng’s body at this moment was nothing short of a high-temperature incinerator.

The moment the food entered his stomach, it was broken down by the terrifying gastric acid and digestive power into pure energy, distributed throughout his body.

Eating too hastily caused too much heat to accumulate inside, the white steam from his head growing denser, like a fire.

Too hot!

Fang Cheng opened his mouth, exhaling a scorching breath.

He grabbed a bucket of water, lifted it with one hand, and poured the heavy jug of clean water into his mouth.

"Gulp, gulp—"

The cool water rushed down his throat into his stomach, only to evaporate again and burst out through his mouth, nose, and pores upon meeting the high internal temperature.

The room filled with steam, veiling it in mist, transforming it into a mystical wonderland.

However, at the center of this paradise stood a stark naked, muscular man with wildly extreme eating habits.

The scene was bizarre and absurd at once.