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Eating is important

After a hard day, his appetite naturally opened up.

Ian came to the kitchen. There were some leftover ingredients in the kitchen and cupboards.

For example, a piece of smoked venison leg jerky and a lot of salted fish, a small can of brown-red sea salt, a small bowl of berries that smelled very sour, and a small bag of wheat hidden deep in the cupboard.

When his uncle came home, he also brought back a fresh fish, probably as a snack for him for dinner today.

For a feudal society, just having a lot of meat is already very rich, even luxurious.

If you think about it carefully, it's not surprising.

After all, on the Terra continent, the physical fitness of humans is far better than that of ordinary people on Earth in the Middle Ages. Everyone can be considered a strongman when they grow up, with higher productivity and a better standard of living.

"Not bad, it seems that we can still make something delicious."

Ian was not polite. Although his uncle was dead, the fish should not be wasted.

This herring was still fresh, having been gutted and gutted. He set up a pot on the stove, filled it with half a pot of water, and then used the stored fire to ignite the straw and dry sawdust.

After the fire was burning, he added some firewood he had chopped himself, threw the dried meat that had been cleaned of oil and dust on the surface into the pot, and cooked it with water and berries, and then went to the side to deal with the fish scales.

As the water gradually boiled, he crushed a few berries that tasted like lemons, smeared the juice all over the fish, and then coated it with a layer of gravy and salt, skewered it with wooden sticks, and slowly roasted it in front of the stove.

Gradually, the fragrance came. The outside of the herring was already crispy, and the inside was still very tender. The taste of sour berries and gravy mixed together was quite appetizing, and the broth was also steaming hot, and the original and rich aroma gurgled in the pot.

On this joyful night of getting rid of a pest, having a pot of hot broth and grilled fish was a complete enjoyment.

Ian always believed that everything can be done casually, but when it comes to eating, it's better to be more refined.

"It should be almost done."

Seeing that the fire was enough, Ian took the grilled fish. He took a bite and immediately burned his tongue, but then he squinted his eyes and chewed vaguely: "Well, it tastes good."

Although the grilled fish tasted a bit bitter due to the lack of spices and the salt was not refined enough, the taste was indeed crispy and distinct. The pure protein chewed into the stomach, and the satisfaction was incomparable.

After eating a few bites of grilled fish, Ian scooped up another spoonful of broth and drank it down.

To be honest, the venison dry stew broth has too thick fibers, a slightly hard texture, and not much fat, but it is very chewy and is also an important source of nutrition. The boiling gravy is full of the original energy taste, and there is also the charred and fresh taste of the venison surface due to the frying and roasting.

Ian swallowed the precious nutrients carefully, and even had an illusion that his body was rapidly absorbing all the nutrients in the food and converting them into physical strength and growth energy for this body.

Perhaps... it was not an illusion.

Ian thought for a moment and took a bite of the fish.

After all, Terran humans are not Earthlings. Their bodies are extremely strong, and it is completely understandable that they have stronger digestion and absorption abilities.

But perhaps because of the awakening of psychic power... he now feels that his body is open to all kinds of nutrient sources and absorbs them completely

However, instinct and common sense tell him that ordinary Terran people, no matter how strong their digestive ability is, can't start to recover physical strength like he does now, just a dozen seconds after eating food.

Ian can now almost clearly feel that his cells are jumping for joy, and all the tissues and organs in his body are absorbing nutrients, and this desire is almost like hunger, which makes his heart beat faster, his breathing is rapid, and the blood surges under his body, delivering oxygen and nutrients to the extremities of the blood vessels.

"I couldn't eat so much meat in the past, but now, I'm just filling my hunger, far from being full."

Feeling his body absorb nutrients and chewing the food in his mouth, Ian pondered.

He thought of Osenna's deformed right leg and frowned: "That's strange, would a tumor appear there? This level of physical deformation rarely occurs even if the genetic modification fails."

"Maybe it involves psychic power and other powers? In short, the true power of the Terra people should be far more than what I know on the surface."

Ian may be able to roughly guess about the abnormalities in his body.

Leaving aside the elements of Terra psychic power, the gene adjusters on Earth have experienced similar situations.

In the Star Age, everyone on Earth has undergone genetic modification. Everyone is a little superman to the humans of the past, with infinite strength, tirelessness, and the ability to freely control the hormone secretion of their own bodies, and can enter the extreme state at any time.

However, all kinds of powerful gene organs, strengthening muscles, and hardening bones all require nutrients, even special nutrients, to mature.

After testing, if a perfect gene adjuster cannot take in a lot of protein and carbohydrates in childhood, all his gene organs will be temporarily delayed or even stop growing completely.

In this way, the original superman becomes a mortal.

Naturally, the gene adjuster who has not successfully developed is still stronger than ordinary humans, but still just a mortal.

Ian thinks that many ordinary people on the Terra continent may be in a similar situation.

They have great potential within them, but because of the social system or insufficient productivity, ordinary Terrans cannot fully tap the potential in their bodies.

"The Terrans in the past should be a much stronger creature than the Terrans now. They may be genetically modified, or they may be some kind of magical creatures or psychic creatures. The terms can be changed at will, but the meaning behind them is the same."

"However, due to the cessation of psychic energy, the cessation of the magic tide, a world-class nuclear war, or climate change, or even a meteorite falling, the civilization of the past lost its productivity guarantee. Although the Terrans still retain the characteristics of the former advanced race, they have lost the relevant power."

Ian made a random guess and did not think about it in detail. He just put the situation of his former Earth into the other world.

He has watched a lot of novels and movies, so he will naturally guess more possibilities in this regard, but these are not important.

"It's better to be full than not full, whether it's magic or psychic power, or something else, this is absolutely true."

Carefully chewing the venison in his mouth, staring at the boiling gravy and bubbles in the pot, Ian's mind was like a mirror: "Nutrition intake in childhood will greatly affect future growth. It's always right to eat more. Even ordinary people must supplement enough nutrition to become strong."

"My psychic power can find most of the hidden special resources and materials in this world... This is the source of future wealth and the guarantee of life."

Thinking of this, he bit off the crispy fish bones in his mouth with force. Ian crunched the fish bones and swallowed them.

He looked solemn: "The premise is that I can grow up safely and get enough nutrition."

"Every meal is important and precious."

Being sure of this made him eat more freely.

Soon, he was full and satisfied.

Ian, who had fully recovered his strength, stood up.

He opened his "precognitive vision" again.

In fact, smoked, roasted, fried and stewed jerky does undergo the Maillard reaction. I didn't describe it clearly here and used the description "probably air-dried". In fact, there was oil stain on the outer layer of the jerky, which should be the jerky obtained after frying in oil.