Volume 1 Chapter 58 (1/2)

Big Stomach King Competition

When Freeman rushed to the market district, he found that the wide street was already completely filled with people. From time to time, there was even waves of cheering that could be heard.

Even if Freeman was a strong man, he used quite a bit of effort before he could push his way through.

There was a crowd gathered around a large area and there were several tables in line placed there, with ten people of different appearances sitting at the table. In front of each person was the Magic Rice Cooker Freeman had seen on the sign outside the city.

Each Magic Rice Cooker was filled with white rice that released its fragrance in all directions. Each of these ten people were holding bowls the size of their faces which were filled with white rice, preparing to shove them into their faces.

The competition seemed like it had just started and the ten people ate very quickly. Not long after, the ten large bowls had already been emptied.

However, when it came to the second bow, there were already clear winners and losers.

Three people could only eat half a bowl before giving up, announcing they gave up.

Not long after, another two also couldn’t keep going.

Of the remaining five, only two seemed very relaxed after eating their second bowl and the other three seemed kind of stuffed.

As expected, those three only finished a small of their third bowl before giving up. The other two finished the third bowl in a single breath.

As the two remaining people dueled each other, the crowd became more excited. They kept cheering for those two and the atmosphere became very passionate.

After they finished the fourth bowl, the actions of the two slowed down.

After finishing half the fifth bow, there was one person who couldn’t keep going any longer. He spat out a mouthful of rice while the other person slowly finished the rest of his bowl.

This competition had naturally ended. A young person walked out to congratulate the winner and handed the Magic Rice Cooker in front of him to him as his prize.

Freeman asked the person beside him in a daze, “Wasn’t it said that only the final winner would receive a Magic Rice Cooker? Could it be that this is the final competition?”

That person looked at Freeman and said in disdain, “How could the Frestech Chamber of Commerce be petty? Let me tell you, no matter which competition you win, you can receive a Magic Rice Cooker. The final winner not only receives a Magic Rice Cooker, they also receive a special prize. What? You want to enter?”

Freeman nodded.

At this time, the young person who seemed to be in charge announced that the next competition would be beginning soon. Freeman quickly charged out and stole a spot by the table.

Seeing the hesitant looks on the faces of the people, Freeman couldn’t help feeling disdain.

These fellows, there is clearly free fragrant rice and they’re actually not coming, this is just a waste.

After a while, ten people had gathered and another ten Magic Rice Cookers were placed on the tables.

Under the young man’s instructions, the ten contestants including Freeman took off the cover of the Magic Rice Cooker. Once the Magic Rice Cooker was opened, there was a fragrant scent that poured out that made the surrounding people cry out in shock.

Freeman sucked in his nose with great force and felt the rich fragrance greet his nostrils, making him unable to stop his drooling. His stomach couldn’t help making rumbling sounds.

This Magic Rice Cooker really was a good thing. He only saw people put rice and water in it and it was cooked into fragrant rice in just a while. It was even more fragrant than the rice he cooked at home with his large pot.

“Let the competition begin!”

With the command of the young man, Freeman immediately used the rice paddle to fill the bowl in front of him. After blowing on it twice, he began to swallow in large mouthfuls.

Since the morning, Freeman had only drank water and hadn’t eaten anything.

For him to carry two hundred pounds of wheat such a far distance, the energy he consumed was quite shocking.

His stomach had been empty for a long time and not to mention white rice, he might have even swallowed down a bowl of wild weed.

The crowd felt like everything was a blur as the large bowl in front of Freeman had already been emptied.