The moment these golden tentacles appeared, Wang Baole immediately heard the sound of saliva from millions of people around him, and even felt the strong sense of gluttony, which grew wildly in the city.

It seemed that everyone was attracted by the golden tentacles.

And when the greed of people became more and more intense, the meat on the altar was buried almost half of its face, as if it showed a smile, opened its mouth slightly, and sucked it.

As he breathed, the greedy desire around him rushed towards him and was sucked into his mouth. Others could not see or feel this scene, because the greedy desire was invisible.

But for Wang Baole, his original level determines that even the clone can still perceive it, making him clearly notice this scene and his eyes narrowed.

"Using this kind of festival, absorb the desire for gluttony and practice..." When Wang Baole was thinking, the huge piece of meat stopped absorbing most of the desire for gluttony and gluttony, and then the eight meat mountains outside the altar began to absorb.

Then there was a team of colorful clothes behind the Roushan Mountain. After absorbing them layer by layer, the greedy desire around them was obviously much less, but soon, a new greedy desire was born, and it seemed that this desire was almost infinite here.

As long as the people around you have desires, they will definitely arise. However, the second round of desires still consumes the people around you. This consumption... mainly comes from their body gods.

If you look closely, you can see that the millions of people outside the altar have lost weight after the second round of desire, their bodies are getting thinner, their minds are in a morbid excitement, and they do not realize their own fatigue.

"This is a man-eating city!" A glimmer flashed through Wang Baole's eyes. At the same time, as the monks in the colorful clothing team absorbed them one after another, the pieces of meat on the altar waved, and the golden tentacles suddenly exploded and turned into countless tentacles, galloping and spreading towards all directions as if they were escaping.

"My people, go and enjoy your food."

There was a bewitching sound from the meat piece, which affected the whole city, causing almost everyone around to be completely crazy and roared.

“Glut eating!”

“Glut!!”

“Glutty!!!”

In this roar, millions of people went crazy and scattered, fighting for the tentacles one by one, causing the entire city to spread from the center to the world, and the chaos spread.

Wang Baole looked at the altar deeply. At this moment, the meat pieces gradually disappeared, and the monks in the colorful clothes and the eight meat mountains gradually faded away with the crowd.

"Although this city is crazy, it is very suitable for hiding." Among the crowd, Wang Baole thought in his heart. What he wanted to do now was to integrate into this world.

The rules revealed in the chaos of the Appetite City itself made Wang Baole have an idea about hiding. After all, other cities are too far away from here, and there is also great uncertainty about whether they are suitable.

Since this is the case, choosing the Appetite City as your destination is Wang Baole's most convenient idea at this moment.

"If you want to hide here, you need to solve the problem of staying time first." Wang Baole noticed that there were a large number of shops in the city, although most of them were restaurants, but the accommodation seemed to be both.

So what was before him was that as long as there was enough money here and the task of increasing residence time was completed in a timely manner, everything could be solved.

Although the spirit stones are useful here, the golden tentacles flying all over the sky are obviously more valuable.

Thinking of this, Wang Baole's body shook and appeared at the distant corner of the street. When he raised his right hand, a golden tentacle was directly grabbed by him and threw it into the storage bag. Wang Baole continued to move forward.

The golden tentacles that are difficult for others to capture are easily obtained by Wang Baole, so soon he caught hundreds of them.

During this process, he also saw the madness of everyone in this city.

Often, life and death happen frequently for a golden tentacle. He even saw seven or eight thin people fighting with red eyes and dying together.

As for the matter of the strong prey on the weak, it became a rule here. Gradually, the smell of blood gradually spread in this city, which further stimulated the people here, causing most of the tentacles that were still flying were stained with blood and red.

Wang Baole was a little disliked such tentacles and was unwilling to grab them. However, although he didn't want to, there was still a blood-colored tentacle that flew over when Wang Baole was walking on the street.

Then dozens of thin red-eyed cultivators followed, one by one, and one by one was full of murderous intent, and headed straight for Wang Baole in pursuit.

Among these people, there were three Nascent Soul monks. At this moment, Wang Baole's eyes also showed a cold light. He was about to take action, but his expression moved. The blood-colored tentacle that was flying towards him was suddenly grabbed by a pale hand stretching out from the crack of the shop door next to him.

As the blood-colored tentacles were caught, the crack of the door slowly opened, revealing the figure of a little fat man inside. He poked his head out and put the blood-colored tentacles into his mouth. While swallowing, he looked at the people outside.

"Everyone, are you going to stay in a hotel or eat?" As he looked, the fat man swallowed the blood-colored tentacles in his mouth and asked with a smile.

Those who chased the arrival of blood-colored tentacles were all at this moment, and they looked at the fat man with fear, retreated in silence, and quickly left.

"This guest, where are you staying in a hotel or having a meal?" Ignoring those who had retreated, the fat man looked at Wang Baole with a smile, with a deep hidden brilliance flashing through him.

Wang Baole glanced at him and turned around and was about to leave, but the next moment, the little fat figure flashed and appeared in front of Wang Baole, still speaking with a smile.

"You are all at the door, why not come in and try it? The taste of my house is the best on this street."

As I spoke, the door of the shop opened a little bigger, there was no palm lamp inside, it was pitch black, and a series of suppressed breathing sounds came, as if the world inside the door had turned into a big mouthful of people waiting for the arrival of food.

"Must go?" Wang Baole tilted his head and asked.

The little fat man nodded with a smile, and the brilliant look in his eyes could not be concealed. At the same time, all the passing crowds around him quickly avoided the scene after seeing this scene.

"What if I don't go?" Wang Baole asked curiously.

"We will be unhappy then." The fat man smiled and said.

"Okay." Wang Baole nodded. Since the other party invited him so sincerely, he felt that he could not speak for what he refused, so he turned around and walked towards the door.

"Guys, it's open." The little fat man smiled even more, shouted into the door, followed Wang Baole and walked towards the door.

In the distance, there were some outsiders like Wang Baole. After seeing this scene, their expressions showed complexity. They knew that in this city, on the Gluttony Day, the most dangerous place was not from the lord and the parade, nor from the competition between them, but... from every shop in this city.

Usually, the customers who walk in these shops are guests.

On the Glutton Festival, what comes in... is the ingredients.

But no one noticed that Wang Baole, who was facing away from them and walking towards the gate, had a smile on his face at this moment, and a bloody light in his eyes was beating...

And the fat man who sincerely invited him to come naturally didn't know what kind of existence he invited in... was.

"It's open." Wang Baole smiled and stepped into the dark shop gate.
Chapter completed!