Fatty Ding Lao did not respond to Wei Chen's encouragement. He was still down and depressed. Honestly, Wei Chen could not blame him. If the ability he believed was his own turned out to be just a buff from the place he was in, anyone would feel devastated.
Wei Chen had a soft spot for good natured chubby guys like Fatty Ding Lao. It reminded him of his old buddy from his previous life.
Back in high school, in his previous life, he had a friend who could be described as a nerdy chubby guy who loved to eat and would go on and on about games, science, and the usual nerdy topics. Hell, that guy could even speak Tolkien's Elven tongue.
After reminiscing for a moment, Wei Chen decided to try again.
"Look, buddy…" He patted Fatty Ding Lao on the back and continued, "There is a saying that everyone has their own gift. Maybe alchemy is not your calling. But you are the only one I know who could come up with that delicious cheese pill."
