Demons Beside You (The Demons Beside Me)

"I'll give you twenty dollars, and you won't be able to finish it."

"Thirty dollars, same as above."

"I'll give you fifty dollars."

"This is pasta for ten people. It's impossible for one person to finish it."

Chen Zhao held a fork in one hand and a basin in the other.

"No one is betting anymore? Then I'll start eating."

Farr was speechless. She felt that Chen Zhao was really bored.

But soon, Chen Zhao ate half of the pasta.

"Fake, are you really done eating?"

"No, can you finish eating so much?"

This amount of pasta is no challenge to Chen Zhao.

"Chen, is your stomach pouch bigger than others?" A doctor who knew Chen Zhao asked.

Chen Zhao ran to the food counter again and filled a pasta bowl with a whole bowl of steak. The densely packed steaks were stacked in the bowl, which was really visually impactful.

"Come on, let's continue. Does anyone want to place a bet? If we continue to bet, everyone only needs to bet a hundred dollars. If I lose, it will be a thousand dollars for each person."

"This is at least fifteen kilograms of steak, right?"

"You just ate so much pasta, you can't possibly eat this much steak again."

"I don't believe it either. I'll bet one hundred dollars... You won't renege on the money, right?"

Farr felt that Chen Zhao came to the hospital to cheat money.

In such a short time, more than a dozen doctors, nurses, and patients who did not believe in evil had placed their bets one after another.

They really didn't believe that someone could finish this big bowl of steak.

Not to mention that Chen Zhao ate ten servings of pasta. Even on an empty stomach, it was impossible for him to finish so many steaks.

But after Chen Zhao started eating, they began to go from doubt to hesitation to regret and then to despair.

Chen Zhao stuffed the steak into his mouth piece by piece, chewed it for a few bites and then swallowed it without stopping at all.

Everyone watched as the steaks in the basin decreased little by little, becoming less and less...

When Chen Zhao swallowed the last piece of steak, everyone let out a burst of exclamations.

"I succeeded! Of course, I also earned $1,300." Chen Zhao waved the banknotes: "Does anyone else want to bet? As long as you are willing, we will continue until I lose."

"I don't believe you can keep eating. Come on, keep going. I will win back all the money I lost."

"Yeah, you have to spit out the money, or your stomach acid."

Chen Zhao went to get ten more pieces of pizza, still using the same basin.

"Come on, let's start betting. It's the same old rules. You bet at least a hundred dollars. If I lose, I will pay everyone a thousand dollars."

Farr looked at Chen Zhao with some worry. Chen Zhao had already eaten more than 20 kilograms of food.

An adult male of 75 kilograms needs to consume approximately 3,000 to 3,500 calories a day.

And according to the calories of 7,000 calories, it can be compared with one kilogram of beef.

In other words, a healthy man actually consumes less than one kilogram of beef a day.

But in this dinner, Chen Zhao ate at least nearly a month's worth of calories for an adult.

"Chen, are you really okay?"

Chen Zhao grinned, showing his white teeth: "Of course it's okay. Do you think I'm okay?"

Chen Zhao is not good at anything else, but his stomach digestion is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

Moreover, the heat converted from food to Chen Zhao was spread to every corner of Chen Zhao's body.

"Come on, start your show." someone shouted.

Chen Zhao grabbed the pizza and started to devour it.

Everyone swallowed. Can they really eat it?

Ten minutes later, Chen Zhao finished all ten pieces of pizza.

Everyone was stunned from ear to ear.

"Chen, I really want to cut open your belly to see if there is a different space in your belly."

"Continue?"

"continue!"

"continue!"

"continue!"

Everyone shouted, except the owner of the restaurant.

Of course, public opinion is hard to overcome.

Chen Zhao took fifteen more fried chickens and countless grilled wings, which filled the entire basin anyway.

"I'll give you $10,000, but I don't believe you can finish this pot." A wealthy patient yelled.

"Cash or check?" Chen Zhao asked.

"Here's a check for $10,000."

The patient with the mustache was also generous and placed the check directly in front of Chen Zhao.

Chen Zhao also cheated a lot of money, so he stopped asking people to place bets.

While Chen Zhao was eating, he looked towards the food table: "The waiter is putting away the food, Fake, this is a cafeteria, they can't do this!"

Farr was speechless. Can you finish what's in front of you first? Do you still have time to look elsewhere?

"Yes, you can't do that."

"Chen, I think you will be on the blacklist of this buffet restaurant."

The waiter looked helplessly at the group of people here and could only stop what he was doing.

Looking at the store manager helplessly, the store manager waved his hand.

Soon, there were piles of chicken bones in front of Chen Zhao.

Chen Zhao picked up the check: "Waiter, can you bring me the two roasted lamb legs hanging there?"

Everyone exclaimed again, each of the two legs of lamb weighed at least fifteen kilograms.

"Can you still eat?" The patient with a mustache looked at Chen Zhao with disbelief written on his face.

Not just him, everyone present had the same look in his eyes.

It was like they were looking at a monster.

A glutton who can never have enough.

"I'm going to eat all the food in the restaurant."

Chen Zhao grabbed the roasted lamb leg that the waiter brought up for him and started to bite it.

While eating, he said: "You'd better eat some of what you haven't eaten, otherwise I'll finish it later, so don't blame me."

Everyone burst into laughter, but seeing Chen Zhao wolfing down so much, everyone also took the food.

While eating, I watched Chen Zhao’s ‘performance’.

Chen Zhao looked like a clown trying to please others, but Chen Zhao didn't care.

There's nothing wrong with pampering yourself once in a while.

Two mutton leg bones were thrown on the table, but Chen Zhao was still not satisfied.

Chen Zhao filled another bowl full of sushi and seafood.

Seeing Chen Zhao eating like this, everyone seemed to feel that their taste buds were opened and their appetite increased greatly.

While Chen Zhao was eating, he was also spreading knowledge.

"Don't overeat. When you feel full, use your index finger to press lightly under your ribs and above your navel. If you feel pain, you must stop, even if you feel you can still eat. Go down."

"Does it hurt you?"

Chen Zhao pulled up his clothes and showed off his mermaid thread: "Look at my belly, does it look like I'm full?"

Everyone was speechless, there was not even a hint of bulging.

Did this guy really eat that much?

Even Far found it incredible.

How good is this guy?

Where did everything he ate go?