As he spoke, Xiao Hua flicked his hand and actually took out some grain seeds, about to feed them to the native.
"Brother-in-law, wait!" Jiu Xia had been watching intently all along. When Xiao Hua took something out, her eyes lit up. Once she saw what was in his hand, she seemed to recall something and hurriedly cried, "This... natives cannot eat this!"
"Oh? Why not?" Xiao Hua held a small handful of grain seeds, somewhat stunned. "This is rice, commonly eaten by ordinary people. These natives should be able to eat it too, shouldn't they?"
"You do not know, brother-in-law!" A trace of amusement flashed through Jiu Xia's eyes as she explained, "These natives eat things from Million Meng Mountain, so their constitutions differ from ours! Rice may be food in the Three Cultivation Kingdoms, but once it reaches Million Meng Mountain... it might become poison! I think you had better not feed it to him!"
"Then... what do these natives eat?" Xiao Hua helplessly put away the grain seeds. As he released his divine sense, he asked.
"It seems... the natives of Million Meng Mountain eat... millet?" Jiu Xia, who usually knew everything, was hesitant this time. "As for bloody food, that would be wild game! Oh, the fruits from before those Jiajie Worms transform into worms can also be eaten by natives!"
"The Jiajie Worms have all transformed by now. Where would we..." Xiao Mao said helplessly as he too released his divine sense.
"Ah, wait a moment!" Xiao Hua sighed. His figure flashed, and after landing beyond the slope, he burrowed underground. Before long, he emerged holding a wild creature roughly the size of a rat. Returning beside the large rock, he tossed it to Xiao Mao. "Handle it yourself!"
"Fine!" Xiao Mao caught the creature