This was at least the exit of a Space Wormhole; it could not be completely deserted.
Now and then, caravans could still be seen, and a few vendors were scattered sparsely around the plaza, mainly selling food.
Others did not have conditions as good as Xiao Jin's. Being able to use a level-two Space Ship already meant they had money.
After a long journey through space, getting a mouthful of hot food, without having to spend too much money, was definitely something that could be called enjoyment.
For the vast majority of ordinary people trying to make a living, a bite to eat was the greatest pleasure within their reach.
Even Zi Yan was no exception; she ate until her eyes narrowed.
"Xiao Jin, I never expected that even the most ordinary beast meat could actually taste this good."
The little girl's cheeks were bulging, and even her words came out muffled.
Xiao Jin found it rather funny. "Swallow first, then talk."
This girl had been getting more and more unruly lately.
Freshly stir-fried dishes—how could those dried meats compare?
Everyone present was a practitioner, so their appetite naturally was not something ordinary people could match.
In just one meal, they ate through the shopkeeper's entire week of ingredient reserves.
Zi Yan rubbed her little belly, still wanting more. Her originally flat lower abdomen had bulged slightly, giving her a somewhat different charm.
The little girl wiped her mouth, then said leisurely, "Xiao Jin, you made my belly big, so you have to take responsibility."
The tea Xiao Jin had just drunk sprayed out with a pfft.
"Who did you learn that from!"
"Huh? Lots of people in the Inner Academy say that." Zi Yan was puzzled. Why were all of you looking at me with such strange eyes?
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