Under the wary supervision of the prison guard, Feng Xue picked up the plate of fried chicken and started crunching away.
In the real world, the "Identity" of True Objects is fixed, and although there are subtle differences in the way they actually exist, for someone like Feng Xue who comes from the Infinite realm, eating real food is no different from drinking Pseudo Artifact water or eating Pseudo Artifact food in Infinite City. (Old Li had even drunk tea.)
But the reason he was eating wasn't to satisfy the hunger from not having eaten in a long time, but rather…
For the crumbs.
Yes, for the crumbs.
As he ate in his bold and carefree manner, bits of breading continually fell onto the dictionary, something he didn't care about and the prison guard outside the cell didn't find strange at all.
After all, who doesn't make a mess while eating fried chicken?