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Chapter 70 - Chapter 70: Swordsman of the Demon Slayer Corps

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His mind was in a daze, and then Little Goku found that the surrounding scenery had changed.

However, he was already used to this kind of situation.

This time, he appeared in an alley again, but it was an alley made of wood, and the surrounding houses were all made of wood.

Walking out of the alley, Little Goku found that this was a small town.

"First, let's find a place to eat!"

Seeing a ramen shop directly across the street, his stomach immediately rumbled.

"Customer, what would you like to eat?"

As soon as he entered the shop, the somewhat bald middle-aged owner immediately greeted him warmly.

"We have Tonkotsu, Miso, Shoyu, Niboshi..."

"I'll have a bowl of each flavor!"

Little Goku wiped his drool.

The owner was stunned for a moment when he heard this:

"Customer, are you sure you want a bowl of each? We have twenty different flavors of ramen here."

A bowl of each flavor meant twenty bowls of ramen. Let alone a child, even an adult couldn't eat that much.

Moreover, his Kogoro Ramen Shop was famous in town for its generous portions.

Customers who came here to eat noodles had never eaten more than three bowls.

"I have money."

Little Goku thought the owner was worried he didn't have money. Remembering Dumbledore Grandpa's instructions, he reached into a box and pulled out a handful of Galleons, placing them on the table.

"Hiss!!!"

Looking at the glittering Galleons on the table, not only the bald owner but also the other customers sitting nearby all gasped.

Little Goku had grabbed at least ten Galleons, and each Galleon weighed about fifty grams, meaning five hundred grams of gold were placed on the table.

And in this World, the value of five hundred grams of gold was no longer a small sum.

"Customer, please wait a moment, it'll be ready soon!"

The bald owner no longer cared if Little Goku could eat twenty bowls of ramen and immediately started making them with a clatter.

A wealthy customer was like God; let alone twenty bowls, one hundred bowls would be fine.

"Customer, your Tonkotsu ramen is ready!"

In less than five minutes, the bald owner brought out the first bowl of ramen.

"I'll dig in."

Little Goku picked up his chopsticks and quickly finished a bowl of ramen, even drinking all the soup.

The entire process took no more than ten seconds.

The bald owner hadn't even had time to turn around.

"This child seems truly hungry."

He exclaimed, then immediately turned to the kitchen to start making the second bowl.

"This child can really eat!"

"This child can really eat, it's already the third bowl."

"This child eats too much, it's the eighth bowl."

"Is this child a hungry ghost reincarnated? He's a glutton! He ate a full twenty bowls!"

An hour later, the bald owner and the surrounding customers all stared wide-eyed at the twenty bowls of ramen piled next to Little Goku.

They had never seen anyone who could eat so much.

"I'm not even five-tenths full, Uncle, another twenty bowls!"

Little Goku rubbed his stomach and shouted to the still-stunned bald owner.

The bald owner came back to his senses, immediately put his hands on his hips, and happily responded:

"Alright, I'll make them for you right away!"

"Hahaha, the ramen I, Kogoro, make is indeed the best ramen in this World."

He was both the owner of the ramen shop and the ramen master of the ramen shop.

So making money certainly made him happy, but what made him even happier was that his craftsmanship was recognized.

This customer in front of him ate twenty bowls of different flavored ramen he made in one go, and after finishing, he wanted to eat another twenty bowls.

This was the highest recognition of his craftsmanship.

"Uncle, is that enough? If not, I have more!"

After eating another twenty bowls, Little Goku felt it was almost enough and gave the bald owner the handful of Galleons on the table.

"You've given too much, even one coin is enough for the meal."

The bald owner glanced at it and laughed heartily:

"But Uncle doesn't want even one coin. This meal, Uncle is treating you!"

His craftsmanship was recognized, and he was very happy today, so he decided not to charge this little customer for the meal.

And he wouldn't lose out either.

Someone ate forty bowls of ramen at his ramen shop; he believed that if this news spread, his business would be very good afterward.

"You have to pay for food, that's what Dumbledore Grandpa said."

Little Goku stuffed a handful of Galleons into the bald owner's hand, then left the ramen shop directly.

He left behind only the somewhat bewildered bald owner and a group of envious customers.

"Grandma, are there any very strong and powerful people in your area?"

Walking on the street, Little Goku asked an old woman sitting on a roadside bench basking in the Sun.

The old woman was stunned for a moment when she heard this, then shook her head.

Afterward, he asked several other passersby, but still no one had the information he wanted.

The World he came to this time seemed to have no particularly powerful experts that he could challenge to improve himself.

"I'll look again. If there isn't one, I'll move on to the next."

The White space had so many doors leading to different Worlds. If he couldn't find an expert worth challenging within three days, then he decided to abandon this World and enter the next World.

"Why do you want to find very strong and powerful people?"

Just as Little Goku was about to leave this town to look elsewhere, a middle-aged man with a long sword at his waist and wearing a strange uniform blocked his path.

"I am training and want to find experts to challenge and improve myself."

Little Goku replied honestly.

The middle-aged man nodded upon hearing this and pointed to a stone by the roadside that weighed four or five hundred catties:

"So you must be quite strong. Can you lift that stone?"

"Is it like this?"

Little Goku walked to the stone and easily lifted it over his head with one hand.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man's face immediately showed surprise and joy:

"Indeed, he is like My Lord Kanroji, someone with a special physique."

He quickly walked up to Little Goku, extended a hand, and introduced himself:

"Hello, my name is Sanda. If you want to find very strong and powerful people to challenge, I know where they are, and there are many."

"Really?"

Little Goku's eyes instantly lit up.

Sanda nodded proudly:

"Really, their strength is beyond your imagination; they are already some of the strongest humans in the World."

He was a Kinoe-ranked member of the Demon Slayer Corps. His strength was not strong, but his luck was good, and he had never encountered a too powerful demon during his missions.

So, besides carrying out missions, he would also look for some talented members for the Demon Slayer Corps and send them to cultivators for training.

In his opinion, this boy in front of him was very talented.

He was also present when the boy was eating at the ramen shop. The boy eating forty bowls of ramen in one meal immediately caught his attention.

Because, as far as he knew, a normal person couldn't eat that much in one meal; only people with special physiques could do it.

And these people with special physiques were geniuses in cultivating Breathing Styles.

Just like the Love Hashira of the Demon Slayer Corps, Mitsuri Kanroji...

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