Seeing Han Wu spit out the food.
The giant beside him immediately realized his mistake and hurriedly bent down in apology.
"Please calm your anger, honored guest. We failed to consider things properly and neglected you."
A body a thousand meters tall was not small.
But compared to Han Wu's height of a hundred thousand meters, it seemed utterly insignificant.
Han Wu had trouble looking at him too.
Through the skills of the Mythical Titan Giant, he shrank his body by a hundredfold before he could meet the thousand-meter giant's gaze on equal terms.
Seeing that Han Wu could freely control the size of his body, the giant became even more respectful.
This indicated that Han Wu's status was even more noble than they had imagined.
"Please calm your anger, honored guest. We had no other choice. This is the only thing our family can offer to entertain you," the giant said, his gaze falling painfully on the disgusting food Han Wu could not swallow.
Seeing the giant's expression, Han Wu's face showed a trace of confusion.
The Giant Race was no weaker than the Dragon Race.
They were likewise one of the stronger races among countless civilizations.
Logically speaking, they should not have suffered from a shortage of food.
Yet the behavior of these giants before him clearly showed that food was extremely scarce for them.
"Don't you have any other food?" Han Wu asked doubtfully.
The giant before him seemed to have found someone to pour his grievances out to, and began recounting how his family had gone three days hungry for nine meals.
Giants indeed possessed tremendous strength and were very powerful.
However, the soil in the territory where they lived was barren. Vast stretches of land had become desertified, leaving very little land capable of growing