This kind of death would definitely not be pleasant.
They all shuddered at the thought of the King using such a poison on a human.
Feng Chi’s cold eyes swept over the people kneeling below him.
“Three days, I’ll give you three days. If you don’t see any results after three days, bring your heads to me.”
“Yes.” They replied in fear and trepidation.
Three days later, Feng Chi held a porcelain bottle in his hand, toying with it casually. He glanced at the Poison Saint Zhang Xian below him.
“Have you had anyone experiment with it?”
“Yes.” Zhang Xian said apprehensively.
“Is there an antidote?”
Zhang Xian anxiously wondered whether the King wanted the antidote or not. Finally, judging by the King’s personality, he probably wanted to hear the consequences.
“None.”
“Very good.” Feng Chi waved to the eunuch beside him.
The eunuch cautiously approached and knelt at his feet.
Feng Chi tossed the porcelain bottle in front of him and said calmly, “Eat it.”
The eunuch trembled with fear and begged for mercy, “Your Majesty, spare me, Your Majesty, spare me.”
Feng Chi hated hearing this kind of voice the most.
As soon as the eunuch opened his mouth, a guard came forward and removed his jaw, and another rudely fed the bottle of poison into his mouth.
The eunuch kept struggling, but no matter how he struggled, he could not escape his fate.
The other palace maids and eunuchs in the palace shrank their necks, trying to curl themselves up and reduce their presence.
The guards let go of the eunuch.
The eunuch kept coughing, but no matter what he did, he could not get the poison out of his stomach.
The Poison Saint had been kneeling below, with his head lowered, not daring to look at Feng Chi.
Soon, the poison on the eunuch began to take effect.
He kept shouting, “So hungry, so hungry!”
He spotted the fruit on the table and, recklessly, pounced on it, desperately stuffing it into his mouth. Just as he finished his meal, a maid immediately brought him food.
The sound of the eunuch eating could only be heard throughout the huge palace. Everyone’s eyes were focused on the eunuch. His stomach kept getting bigger and bigger, and it was bulging. It looked like it was about to burst, yet he still kept eating.
When the eunuch regained some consciousness, he stopped eating, mumbling, “No more, no more…”
However, he couldn’t hold on for more than half a minute. He pounced on the food again, “I’m so hungry, so hungry.”
He grabbed the roast chicken in one hand and kept stuffing it into his mouth, as if this was the only way to relieve the deadly hunger in his body.
Everyone looked at his ever-expanding belly in horror.
At this moment, the eunuch’s body stiffened, and he fell backwards and died. Before he died, there was still half a roast chicken in his mouth.
Feng Chi waved his hand. The guards stepped forward to drag the eunuch away.
The palace maids and eunuchs quickly cleaned the palace. In less than half a minute, the palace was restored to its original state, as if nothing had happened.
The Poison Saint Zhang Xian remained kneeling below.
Feng Chi glanced at him.
“What is this poison called?”
Zhang Xian replied cautiously, “It hasn’t been named yet. We’re awaiting the King to give it a name.”
Feng Chi played with the porcelain bottle in his hand, “Since it can make people eat non-stop, let’s call it ‘Non-stop Eating’.”
Zhang Xian immediately responded, “My King is wise.”
He waved his hand, and Zhang Xian was pardoned. He knelt down to thank him and left.
Feng Chi looked at the ‘Non-Stop Eating’ in his hand, and a cold smile appeared at the corner of his lips.
Since she likes to eat so much, then he will grant her wish.
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