Zhang Shen and Zhang Qian, the brother and sister, wolfed down the energy bars in their hands.
Afterward, they even let out a satisfied burp brimming with happiness!
Wang Chen was immensely curious just how dire the shortage of supplies at Base D01359 had become, that even two children could not be fed enough and had been forced to risk coming to the surface.
Even if energy radiation had destroyed all technological facilities, stockpiled supplies such as solid food packs, energy bars, and vacuum-sealed canned goods could still be preserved for decades without refrigeration or freezing.
Zhang Shen licked his lips, then looked up at the sky and said, "My lord, let's leave now. It'll be dangerous once it gets dark. If we run into Hunters, we'll be in trouble."
Hunters?
Wang Chen's gaze flickered.
Hunters were one of the Nether Race's military branches. From what Zhang Shen had said, it was clear that aliens still remained on Tampas Star.
He filed it away without asking further.
Led by Zhang Shen, Wang Chen followed the siblings into a dried-up sewer.
The three of them traveled through the labyrinthine underground pipes for nearly half an hour, then climbed down into a deep shaft.
There was no lighting in this underground space, and it was so dark one could not see one's hand before one's face. But Zhang Shen carried a glowstone for illumination, and they eventually arrived before a rust-covered steel shield door.
Knock, knock, knock!
Zhang Shen raised his fist and knocked on the heavy door in a steady rhythm.
After a moment, a small window abruptly opened in the door, revealing a pair of eyes.
"Huh? You brought an outsider back?"
The voice from behind the door was hoarse and suspicious. "Who is he?"
"This lord is a Battle