Infinite Demon God: How can I download it if I don't have enough data?

The instant my gaze fell upon it.

A brief message was immediately sent out.

[Insufficient Source Value, Talent Cannot Be Upgraded]

"Can talent be improved?"

Hu Long's heart skipped a beat.

However, I quickly came to terms with it.

Since the panel separates the source value and traffic, it must have its own purpose.

"It just seems impossible to upgrade the skill!"

His gaze fell on the only skill on his panel, Network Attack and Defense. After a careful inspection, he did not find any similar characters on it.

However, it could also be due to differences in skills and talents.

This skill level is too high; the current source value reserves are simply insufficient to display it.

We can wait and see how things go in the future.

Just then, the caregiver who had gone to get him his meal came over.

The plate contained meat, vegetables, and a few shrimp, but the portion was not large.

However, this was not an intentional over-serving; it was based on Hu Long's appetite.

Hu Long snapped out of his thoughts.

After thanking them, they began to eat.

In the past, perhaps due to his health, he didn't have a very good appetite, and he always forced himself to eat more.

But now it's different; he feels that the food has become much sweeter and more delicious.

This isn't because the chef's cooking skills have improved, but rather because his appetite has increased.

The meal was finished quickly.

Given his physical condition, he was not capable of overeating and his appetite was much smaller than that of an average person. Under normal circumstances, he should already feel seven or eight tenths full.

But today feels a little different.

He could only feel the food entering his stomach being constantly moved around.

Soon, the familiar feeling of fullness quickly subsided, replaced by a thin, yet ever-spreading, hunger.

Noticing this, Hu Long quickly shoveled the remaining food off his plate, then turned to the waiting caregiver and said:

"Could you please print another copy for me?"

"Do you want to eat more?"

The caregiver was clearly somewhat surprised.

It's not that the facility is stingy with the food; which family is poor if they can stay at this top-notch mental health rehabilitation center in Huanyang City?

The food here is always plentiful.

His hesitation stemmed solely from the fact that Hu Long's current condition was truly worrying.

The man was so thin he was almost unrecognizable, with high cheekbones and dark circles under his eyes, looking as if he could be blown away by the wind.

As a caregiver, I naturally know some basic nursing knowledge. I'm really afraid that if he keeps pushing himself, he'll end up with serious health problems.

Moreover, the hospital leaders had specifically instructed him to take extra care of this patient, so he dared not be careless.

"I just feel hungry, I haven't eaten much."

Hu Long spoke calmly, revealing no emotion.

Upon hearing this, the caregiver was skeptical, but after carefully observing him for a moment, seeing that he looked normal and was not just putting on a brave face, she turned around to get more rice.

As long as it's not indigestion, eating more isn't a big deal.

Then.

Hu Long quietly finished his third serving, and finally put down his chopsticks under the somewhat uneasy gaze of the caregiver.

He raised his hand and pressed his abdomen; it was only slightly swollen, far from being fully expanded.

I'm about 70% full.

He figured he could easily eat two more bowls.

But he didn't ask for it back.

The body always needs time to adapt.

People are iron rice is steel.

After eating nearly three times the usual amount, a long-lost warmth spread from my stomach to my limbs and bones.

The persistent dizziness and chills that had been lingering had quietly subsided considerably.

"It worked!"

Hu Long's lips twitched very slightly.

The only concern now is whether eating like this will turn me into a fat person.

However, he suppressed the thought after it only flashed through his mind.

Let's not even talk about whether one's body will still gain weight normally after being affected by "that thing".

Even if it were true, what does being a little fatter matter compared to surviving?

……

Time flies, and two months have passed quickly.

The sweltering summer has quietly passed.

Autumn has arrived in the blink of an eye.

Huanyang City, September 17th, afternoon.

The sky was overcast, a fine drizzle fell, and a low-hanging mist enveloped everything in a hazy, damp atmosphere.

There was no sunlight today, only leaden clouds pressing down on the sky, heavy and heavy, as if they were about to fall at any moment.

The iron gate of the Chenguang Mental Rehabilitation and Convalescence Center slowly closed behind us, making a sluggish, friction-like sound.

Two figures, each carrying an umbrella, walked out of the door, one after the other.

Several figures in white coats held umbrellas and watched the two leave, gradually disappearing into the rain in the distance.

Ta-da...

The woman walking in front had her black hair loosely tied in a bun at the back of her head, with a few stray hairs damp from the moisture, clinging to her fair neck.

He wore a plain white shirt, the material thin, which was ruffled by the wind.

He had a black leather bag slung over his shoulder.

She was wearing blue jeans and white shoes.

The raindrops wove a fine net in the air around her, making her somewhat delicate face appear slightly blurred in the hazy mist.

The soles of the shoes made a faint sound as they stepped across the wet ground.

The man following behind carried a white cloth bag in his right hand, and the words "Chenguang Mental Rehabilitation Center" could be vaguely seen on the bag.

The young man was none other than Hu Long, who had just passed the assessment, his condition had stabilized and he had recovered to the standard, and he had left the hospital.

Thanks to the body's natural ability to efficiently absorb and metabolize nutrients.

He is much better off now than before.

The body no longer resembled the emaciated, dried-up corpse it once was.

Although she still looks somewhat thin, she has almost recovered to a normal state.

This situation was the result of Hu Long deliberately restraining himself.

The body's natural ability to efficiently absorb and metabolize food is unique; while it allows for eating, it's not like those with large appetites.

Those are simply people with larger stomachs than average, allowing them to eat more.

In contrast, efficient absorption and metabolism can be seen as the stomach absorbing and digesting food much faster.

Therefore, although he looks a bit thin, his physical and mental condition has basically returned to normal.

Today marks the first time he has left the hospital and ventured outside since his birth.

As for the woman in front of him, she was the original owner's older sister, named Hu Zhao.

The other party came to pick him up from the hospital and take him home.

He comes from a well-off family; his parents are still alive, and he has an older sister.

This is undoubtedly much better than the "both parents are dead" type of start that Hu Long had seen in many online articles.

At this moment, the two stood one in front of the other, remaining silent without exchanging a word.

Hu Long didn't want to talk about it. Although the original owner had memories, they were fragmented and some were not clear.

Therefore, he couldn't bring himself to speak rashly.

As for Hu Zhao, although he seemed to be walking forward, he actually looked somewhat conflicted. He would occasionally turn his head to glance at Hu Long behind him out of the corner of his eye, seemingly lost in thought, and he did not speak.

Due to the special nature of Chenguang Mental Rehabilitation and Convalescence Center, coupled with the weather conditions.

There were few vehicles on the surrounding roads.

All was quiet except for the soft patter of the continuous autumn rain.

Soon, the two hadn't gone far when they arrived at a red car parked on the side of the road that looked quite expensive.

"Get in the car!"

Hu Zhao then spoke, opened the car door, and got in.

Hu Long also opened the car door, but instead of going to the passenger seat, he sat in the back seat.

In this regard.

Hu Zhao glanced at it but didn't say anything. Instead, he started the car, stepped on the gas, turned the car around, and drove towards the only bridge in the distance that led to the outside world of the island.