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"That's right, I'll finish these ten baskets of buns. If it's not enough later, I'll order more. By the way, please bring me a bowl of porridge to warm my stomach."
"What?!"
Hearing Ye Mingshang's words, the Boss was taken aback, doubting whether he had heard correctly.
"What? You open your doors for business, and when a customer asks for something, you won't provide it?" Ye Mingshang frowned.
The Boss smiled and said, "Alright, I'll prepare the buns and porridge for you. If you can finish them, today you can eat as much as you want on my tab."
Upon hearing this, Ye Mingshang smiled, "Really?"
"Hey! A man's word is his bond. I can't afford to treat you to a few buns, but remember, you have to eat every last one of those ten baskets; if even one is left over, you'll still have to pay for it."
"Steam the buns for me; this won't be enough." Ye Mingshang smiled slightly and began to eat.
The Boss rolled his eyes and went back to work without paying him any mind.
"Boss, do you think he can finish it?" one of the workers asked.
The Boss scoffed, "Come on, you know our buns. Each basket weighs over a pound. Ten baskets is about ten pounds, and that bowl of porridge is large too—two or three pounds. If he really finishes it all, I'll let him eat for free."
However, sometimes reality is indeed beyond imagination. He thought his buns were substantial enough that an average person couldn't finish them, but today he was destined to meet his match. As he watched Ye Mingshang's mountain of buns gradually decrease until only empty baskets remained, his expression changed from disdain to shock and finally to admiration.
The sight of this big eater also attracted quite a crowd. The staff in the shop were so astonished that they stopped working and stood by watching the young man devour his food.
"This guy can really eat!"
"Right? I've never seen anyone eat like this before."
Some onlookers entered the shop after hearing the commotion; two middle-aged women were exclaiming in amazement. A group of young people took out their phones to record the event. If all goes well, this video would go viral in a couple of days with the title "A Big Eater Emerges at the Bun Shop: Finishes Ten Baskets in One Go!"
When Ye Mingshang set aside ten empty baskets and drank the last bit of porridge from his large bowl, he let out a satisfied burp and asked the Boss, "How about that? Finished?"
The Boss gave him a thumbs up and said, "I'm impressed. Truly impressed. No more talk; this meal is on me."
Ye Mingshang chuckled, "I underestimated it; your portions are indeed substantial. I thought I could eat twenty baskets, but I didn't expect ten would be my limit."
"Ha ha! If you could really manage twenty cages, you could participate in that Disney world record, ha ha!" Boss laughed heartily.
"Boss... Boss... It's called Guinness World Records," a nearby assistant quietly reminded.
"What’s the rush? I want to call it Disney. What's wrong with that? My son loves Disney."
"Ha ha ha!"
...
After dinner, Ye Mingshang found Director Lu again, as he needed his help with some matters. He needed weapons; in the desert, he might face not only monsters but also humans. Sometimes, the damage caused by Daoist Arts to humans is still too low, far less effective than a gun. Although it might not be necessary, it's better to be prepared.
"What?! You want a gun?!" Director Lu exclaimed, sitting up straight in shock.
"That's right," Ye Mingshang replied calmly.
"What do you need a gun for?" Director Lu asked with a frown.
"I'm going to a place in a few days, and I need it for self-defense."
"Is it dangerous? Do you need my help?" Director Lu inquired.
"It might be quite dangerous. As for help, just giving me the gun would be enough," Ye Mingshang shrugged and said.
Director Lu didn't agree immediately; he furrowed his brows and thought for a while. Ye Mingshang didn't rush him; after all, borrowing a gun was no small matter. If anything went wrong with that gun, it could lead back to him. He was currently in a dangerous period and couldn't afford any mistakes.
"Alright, I'll give you the gun, but it's not a police-issued one," Director Lu finally nodded after some contemplation.
"That's fine; as long as it's a gun," Ye Mingshang nodded. He didn't care what kind of gun it was, as long as it was real.
"It can't be done right now; I'll call you later."
"Okay."
...
Walking on the road in the evening, Ye Mingshang felt somewhat excited. He had already prepared everything he could. To deal with monsters, he had plenty of talismans and magical tools, enough to confront the most powerful demons in this world. When it came to ordinary people, with his peak martial arts skills and the power of "opening doors," there shouldn't be anyone who could threaten him.
However, the power to open doors should not be used recklessly, as it has not been fully mastered yet. Overusing it could lead to unforeseen problems. Having a gun does not guarantee he will use it; it serves more as a deterrent. After all, even if he can shatter a stone with a punch or kill a cow, being shot would still result in death. The existence of the gun is primarily for intimidation.
Early the next morning, Director Lu's phone call came through, instructing him to go to a certain location where someone was waiting for him. When Ye Mingshang arrived, a Shorty was already there. After inquiring about his identity, the Shorty handed him a package and told him not to let anyone see it.
Back in his dormitory, Ye Mingshang opened the package. Inside, Belly was wrapped in several layers. After much effort, he finally managed to unwrap it, revealing a gleaming handgun lying inside.
"American M64 revolver, 185 millimeters in length, nine-millimeter caliber, capable of firing six bullets, weighing less than one kilogram, easy to carry."
Ye Mingshang found information about the gun online and nodded in satisfaction.
"Surprisingly, it's not the most common Type 54 pistol. It seems Director Lu put in some effort; at least he didn't let me down for helping him so much."
In addition to the gun, there were thirty rounds of ammunition; the gun was unloaded, and he would have to load the bullets himself. Although he had never handled a gun before, he had seen enough online to know how to use one. After all, the challenge is not how to use it but how to acquire one; having the skill without access to a gun is pointless.
He picked up the gun with both hands and practiced aiming with it. Just as he was about to put it away, his door suddenly opened. Ye Mingshang quickly hid the gun behind him.
The Fatty stood at the door and looked at Ye Mingshang's actions with a lewd smile. "Are you locking yourself in here for some self-comfort? What are you hiding behind your back? Is it an Airplane Cup?"
"Get lost! Can't you knock before entering?!" Ye Mingshang shouted angrily. That sudden entrance startled him; if anyone found out he had a gun, it would lead to trouble.
(To be continued.)
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