Mayer pointed to his now powerless golden hair, "I'm Mayer, sis. You know, the one who gives off electricity from the military base, the one with Octopus Brother."
"Where's the octopus?"
"The octopus—turned into feed."
Silence.
Mayer brought over a bowl of porridge, in which the white broth had only a few scattered grains of rice, but several large chunks of sweet potato, emitting an enticing aroma.
Dila turned her head away, who would eat this disgusting food? As the Queen of Apocalypse, what hadn't she eaten? These Huaxia people not killing her, haha, they would regret it.
Grumble, grumble—
Her stomach growled.
"Eat, I'm telling you, Huaxia people's food is just too delicious."
Dila glanced up, and to be honest, the originally handsome blonde boy had now not only lost his hair but also gained a fair amount of weight.
