Meanwhile, he showed a sense of apology.
Jason knew his own appetite.
He didn't want to affect others because of himself.
"Being able to eat is the Talent of a warrior."
"And Jason, you are a born warrior."
"'Copper's Endurance' is the home of every warrior, so... eat to your heart's content!"
"I brought enough 'Battle Meals'."
The old instructor laughed and patted Jason on the shoulder.
This put Jason completely at ease, and then, smelling the once again fragrant huge iron pot, he walked straight over to it.
The very easy-to-cook 'Battle Meal' was completely ready after five minutes.
He didn't use a bowl again.
Jason directly picked up the iron pot from the bonfire, as tall as half a man and resembling a giant water jar and started pouring it into his mouth.
"Careful, it's hot..."
Jock reminded Jason, but before he could finish his sentence, he was stunned into silence.
Amidst the swallowing noises, the 'Battle Meal' in the iron pot visibly decreased at a rapid pace.
In just ten breaths, the 'Battle Meal,' enough to satisfy six warriors, hit bottom.
Jason wiped his mouth and turned his head to look at Jock.
"Nothing, nothing at all."
Jock shook his head foolishly.
Then, he saw Jason pick up the second big pot.
The previous scene repeated itself.
And this time, not only Jock was dumbfounded, but all the surrounding people were as well.
"This, this is indeed a born warrior!"
The old instructor said, his eyes shining.
The others couldn't help but nod their heads in agreement.
"Boil two more, no, make it three pots."
The old instructor ordered Jock.
However, it didn't take long before all five bonfires had iron pots set up on them again.
Because Jason's swallowing speed hadn't slowed down in the least.
The 'Battle Meals' for a total of thirty-five people were quickly swept away by Jason.
And that number was still rising.
The warriors in the camp had long stopped everything, just watching Jason, silently calculating how much he could eat.
At first, they were thinking about how to reach Jason's level.
But when Jason reached the sixtieth portion, these warriors despaired.
The gap was just too big!
Impossible to catch up!
When the number broke through seventy, the middle-aged warriors also lamented the mercilessness of time.
Being young is great!
And when the number surpassed eighty, even the strongest among the warriors, including Jock, showed admiration.
Jason was clearly a target they couldn't catch up with.
As the number entered the nineties, the old instructor also sighed.
He marveled at Jason's Talent.
He also lamented the fact that he could travel back lighter.
The 'Battle Meal' was about to run out.
More importantly, he hadn't eaten yet.
"This Talent is just too terrifying!"
Watching Jason eat the hundredth 'Battle Meal,' the old instructor murmured softly to himself.
Then, a thought appeared at the bottom of the old instructor's heart.
Could it be that the Night Watcher's lack of fame was because they were eaten into bankruptcy by Jason, leaving them no ability to develop?
Next, the old instructor cast this rather unfavorable thought out of his mind.
How could an organization be eaten into bankruptcy!
With this firm thought, the old instructor watched Jason, who was wiping his mouth.
"Jason, you are the most Talented warrior I have ever seen!"
The old instructor praised him.
What does being able to eat have to do with a warrior's Talent?
Jason wondered in his heart but still responded.
"Thank you for the hospitality."
The old instructor asked.
"There might be a fight in a while, being fifty percent full is just right."
Ever since he had awoken the Talent of [Predator], Jason felt that his stomach was connected to a pocket dimension, simply a bottomless pit. If the ground beneath his feet was edible, he could eat the entire ground.
He had never felt 'full.'
Not in the slightest.
He just estimated roughly.
And to thank the old instructor, he deliberately raised the 'fullness' quotient.
The old instructor looked at Jason, a flash of shock in his eyes.
Then, he quickly became disheartened.
"If you could join 'Copper's Endurance,' I would definitely train you to become the greatest warrior in history!"
The old instructor shook his head and sighed.
The surrounding warriors nodded in agreement as well.
But just then, a piercing voice rang out—
"The greatest warrior?"
"Nothing but a big eater, that's all!"