184. Do You Have Anything to Eat Here?

"Oh, by the way, I have a companion here. You don't mind, do you?"

Seeing that the cooperation had been agreed upon, Lu Ban spoke again.

"I don't mind."

Iron Fist responded, seemingly having anticipated this.

On the wasteland, although everyone else could be an enemy, very few people actually act completely alone. If you are all alone, you might die from minor troubles or injuries because you can't get help. Therefore, most Wasteland Hunter travel in pairs.

In a post-apocalyptic world where humanity has been extinguished, trust has become people's strongest weapon.

Wasteland Hunter like Iron Fist, whose core is a city-state, have taken group warfare to the extreme. Unless they encounter some particularly powerful monsters, such teams can roam the wasteland with impunity.

Lu Ban called out, and Xiya, who had been hiding in the shadows, also came out.

Clearly, women are rare in the wilderness, let alone a clean and tidy young girl like her.

Someone whistled, but quickly stopped under Iron Fist's gaze.

Under the current circumstances, it would be best for him and Xiya to follow this group into the underground exploration of the ruins. However, Lu Ban did not think these people were truly trustworthy, because they had a deeper understanding of the ruins and seemed to be actively seeking them out. In this case, these people might be followers of some evil god with ulterior motives.

"This is my companion; you can call her the mage."

Lu Ban gave an introduction, and then continued.

"There's one more thing, which is very important."

Upon hearing Lu Ban's words, Iron Fist's expression turned serious.

"Please speak."

Since they could see the Saint's Remains, it meant that this person was no ordinary person, and Iron Fist's tone became more respectful.

Perhaps Lu Ban saw some kind of monster that ordinary people couldn't detect, or perhaps he had some information about this underground ruin.

"My companion and I haven't eaten in a long time. Do you have any food here?"

Lu Ban grinned.

"Prepare food for the two of you."

Iron Fist quietly clenched his fist.

Lu Ban originally thought that everyone in this wasteland lived by eating insects. Depending on the type of insect, there might be different ways to prepare them, such as insect soup, roasted insects, fried insects, steamed insects, etc. He wondered if every household kept several of those jumping insects in an enclosure, and there might even be insect protection associations calling on people to stop harming insects and to live in harmony with them.

However, Lu Ban realized that he was very wrong.

The Giant Arm eat insects, probably because they are poor and lack resources, so they can only eat insects.

But there are other creatures in this world.

For example, the soup that Lu Ban was holding had Mass of Flesh and vegetables floating in it, and smelled so delicious that it was a delicacy that was many times better than insects.

The faceless man watching from the side couldn't help but swallow hard.

"This is the same food as our boss, don't be ungrateful."

Whether out of competitiveness or a desire to intimidate Lu Ban, Wumian said something.

"I am deeply grateful."

Lu Ban was quick to express his gratitude, but since there was food to eat, he didn't mind.

He picked up the bowl and took a sip of soup first.

The rich meaty flavor and oil flowed down his throat along with the warm broth. The salty and savory taste was far superior to those insect delicacies. Lu Ban ate two more bites of meat. Although he didn't know what kind of meat it was, the tender texture was completely different from the jumping insect meat. Instead, it had a delicious taste.

"It tastes great!"

Lu Ban felt that this exotic cuisine had a unique charm.

Beside her, Xiya also picked up her bowl, cautiously performed some kind of magic spell, and then drank it with peace of mind.

"It tastes great."

She gulped down the entire bowl of soup and meat in just three seconds.

So her sense of taste is normal after all?

Lu Ban was suspicious.

While the two were drinking soup, the guy in white was appearing and disappearing around them, sometimes appearing behind Iron Fist, sometimes imitating a Wasteland Hunter carrying things, and now he sat down next to Xiya, pretending to drink soup.

"What kind of meat is used in these soups?"

Lu Ban asked a question.

"What else could it be? Of course, it's insects."

Wumian answered decisively.

"Puff--"

Lu Ban almost spat out what he had just drunk.

Picking up the white meat in the bowl, Lu Ban found it hard to connect it with the insects he had eaten last night.

Looking at it this way, maybe insects really are the main food in this world.

Humanity has degenerated to this extent!

He condemned the complete loss of moral boundaries in this apocalyptic world while finishing everything in his bowl.

As long as it tastes good, it doesn't matter if it's an insect.

Moreover, according to some wilderness survival streamers, insects contain three times the protein of chicken and are more nutritious!

Having convinced himself, Lu Ban even wanted another bowl.

Just then, an explosion was heard from the cave.

"The gate has been opened."

The scouts below reported back.

"Door?"

Lu Ban was puzzled.

He followed Iron Fist into the passage, a narrow path carved out with an unknown tool, wide enough for three people to walk side by side.

Ahead of the passage was a more spacious underground hall, where many supplies had been placed. On one side of the hall was a large door that had been blown up.

"I wonder what was used to blow open that gate?"

Lu Ban thought to himself, there were also explosions in the city ruins earlier, but obviously these people didn't have gunpowder or anything like that. So this must be an extraordinary ability.

Curious about whose superpower it was, he casually glanced inside the door.

Inside was another passageway, still unlit, pitch black, and exuding a rotten smell.

Iron Fist pulled out a piece of paper made of animal leather, on which was an intricate map of the terrain, seemingly the route to a maze or underground city.

"Is this a map of this area?"

Lu Ban asked curiously.

Iron Fist didn't answer him, but looked at the others.

"You must not touch anything here. The mechanism used to trap that guy is very ingenious. Any deviation could cause the seal to loosen."

That's how he started.

"A seal? Is it from the Saint's Remains?"

Lu Ban glanced at Xiya, the armored female mage who snapped her fingers and spoke a moment later.

"The complexity down there is beyond my imagination; I haven't even explored a third of the terrain."

The enormous underground labyrinth, possibly exceeding 300 meters in height, reminded Lu Ban of the imperial tombs in those tomb raiding novels.

He saw the man in white curiously wander around the food and weapons supplies for a moment, then walk through the gate and disappear into the darkness.

"It went inside."

Lu Ban pointed to the gate.