The little girl in the Glazed Skirt swept the delicacies off the table clean, and Little Taotie outside the barrier did the same, scooping all the food on the table into her small tummy.
Little Taotie licked her lips, feeling unsatisfied, clearly aware that this was a dream, yet the food within the dream seemed to bring her the same comforting satiety.
The barrier rippled, subtitles appeared: Are you full?
"If I'm not full, is there more?"
Subtitles: There can be.
Little Taotie's eyes sparkled brightly as she waved her hand: "Barrier Brother, bring ten more tables!"
Subtitles slowly appeared with six dots.
Little Taotie was slightly disappointed, her childish voice turned sorrowful: "Can't do it?"
Subtitles: Wait.
Little Taotie rested her chin, obediently waiting.
Within ten breaths, ten tables appeared from thin air, one after another, delicious dishes descended from the heavens.
