บท 1150: Fatty's Resurrection

It was drizzling in Nanmu Town that was 1,300 kilometers away from Baqi City.

The weather was gloomy as if the sun had set when it was only noon.

Apart from Memorial Day, nobody would visit the cemetery in the eastern suburbs of the town, let alone on such a drizzling day in early winter when the chill seeped into one's bones and made them ache.

However, a silhouette stood before a tomb in the cemetery at that moment.

It was a handsome, young man who looked only 20. He wore a dark gray windbreaker and held a black umbrella. He only mumbled to himself after standing before the tomb for a long time, "Little Fatty, you should be well-rested since you've been sleeping for two years. It's time for you to get up and chase your dream of being a Food Hunter."

The young man moved his finger lightly as soon as he was done speaking. A silver metal egg appeared by his side all of a sudden.