The moment they heard that, the players gathered around lit up.
Well, damn!
A quest had been triggered!
"Been waiting for you to say that, brother." Old White grinned and patted his shoulder. "So, tell us. What kind of trouble did you get yourself into?"
"Those people... they've gone crazy... There's no reasoning with them at all... It must be that psychic interference device! And... those blue-skinned monsters!"
The man spoke incoherently. It sounded like there was quite a bit to unpack, but the surrounding players were completely baffled. Even Old White began to wonder whether his Human Alliance language skills had gotten worse.
"Don't panic... Slow down and tell us what happened."
Huang Guangwei swallowed, staring hungrily at the roast meat over the campfire.
"Could... could I have something to eat? I haven't... eaten anything in three days."
"Let him fill his stomach first." Seeing how pitiful he looked, Old White could not bear to keep questioning him. He looked toward Brother Dagger. "Get him something to eat."
Someone starving could not immediately eat meat, since digesting protein and fat consumed energy first. However, this guy had already eaten a piece of steamed bread, so he should be fine.
"Got it."
Dagger nodded, walked over to the folding table by the bar, and brought over the leftover fries and fried fish. He also carved off a piece of freshly roasted meat for him.
When the food arrived, the man did not fuss over it. He grabbed a handful of fries and stuffed them into his mouth. His crude table manners made even Yi Ren, the tavern owner, scratch her head and mutter in confusion.
"Is this NPC's sense of taste broken?"
How could he not know whether those fries tasted good?
After wolfing down the food for a while,