"Mag, your roujiamo is very delicious, and can help me lose weight at that."
Harrison's excitement was partially because of the tasty food, and partially due to the feeling he felt after he swallowed it. His fat was slightly shaking as blood was pumping through his veins. He felt his fat was burning more violently than when his father forced him to practice with his sword.
What did this mean?
It meant if such a delicious thing was able to help lose weight, then that would be good news for the obese!
It was each and every foodie's dream to lose weight while wolfing down tasty food, but nobody had ever heard of the existence of such food.
Now, it seemed such food had appeared, and he had just eaten it. He could feel very strongly and clearly that his blood was rushing, and that his fat was burning.
