"What? Eating this black stuff? Is this even edible?"
"Eating this is no different from eating shit, right?"
Jing Shu's teammates were all shocked. Although it's been years since the apocalypse, and they've seen tough conditions—the kinds where people eat insects, Rotten Corpse Worms, maggots raised in feces, and so on—once you add the sauces that taste better than shoe soles, it's somewhat tolerable.
But this blob looks like a rotten, foul-smelling acid coagulate, and Jing Shu's lips twitched. If you really had to describe it, it's like vomit that hasn't been digested... Well, it's the apocalypse; everything's normal to eat now.
The person chuckled: "Everyone's starving to death; the only thing to eat is this stuff. If you really get hungry, you'll eat more than us. Besides—never mind, you'll find out in a few days."
What they would find out wasn't said, but Jing Shu frowned, realizing this cave might not be as simple as she thought.
