Zhendina woke up in a daze, turned her head, and saw the hazy figure. In this wilderness, the only one who will stay by his side is the strange Lulunaka, and this petite back, no matter how you look at it, will not be anyone else.

Although she is not that big herself, she is even more petite than Lulunaka. Lulunaka turned her back to her, not knowing what she was doing, but she asked about the hunger-inducing scent.

"It's so good, the children's meat is fragrant and tender, whether it is boiled in soup or grilled, it is very suitable for eating. Lulunaka's voice rang out, and the whispers came into her ears clearly. This didn't make Zhendina wake up from being scared, she had long been used to the bad side of the person in front of her.

"Is it finally time to do it? I don't think it's the right time. Zhendina got up and stretched, "Isn't that all done in the depths of the miasma-filled forest?" Beside her was a extinguished bonfire, still with a lingering glow of orange and red. She shook her head, then reached out and kicked the campfire, kicking the remaining flames away. Now in this weather, she didn't need the warmth of the campfire to continue to roast her face, and if she roasted it a little longer, she was worried that her face would become as shriveled as a mummy. It's the height of summer, and the benefits of a campfire are probably to repel mosquitoes and get rid of the dampness that can make you feel bad.

It's now the moonlight calendar, and it's been more than a decade since the end of the double ephemeris. Gendina was born in the last days of the double ephemeris, and when Lulunaka asked her about her date of birth, she received such an inexplicable smile on her face, saying "You are a poor child born in interesting times".

Even now, Gendina didn't understand what Lulunaka meant, just like she didn't understand why Lulunaka took her.

Lulunaka finally didn't turn her back on her, holding the bowl in her hand and handing it to Zhendina. Zhendina took the bowl and saw the soup in the bowl. "What a wonderful morning. Lulunaka smiled at Gendina and said, "Poor beasts have fallen into a trap it has never seen before and become a part of our flesh and blood, and this is probably the happiest moment of being an animal." ”

Zhendina frowned, the taste of this soup is indeed not cooked by the salty and disgusting bacon, it is really a little too fresh. "What kind of meat is this?" Zhendina didn't immediately bring the bowl to her mouth, showing a very wary expression, "It can't really be a child's meat, right?"

"Are children beasts?" Lulunaka thought, "without ego, rules, and compassion, it is not wrong to say that children are beasts, but perhaps more cruel than beasts." ”

Lulunaka had no intention of responding to Zantina's inquiry, and Zendina could only sigh. Despite that, she didn't really think that Lulunaka would actually make soup out of children's meat. This is a strange guy who will say things like "cannibalism will be punished by God", and I don't know if she's joking or serious.

"But it's really 'child's meat'. Lulunaka continued, "No matter what life is, as long as it is still in the early stage of growth, it is still a child. It can only be said that it is unfortunate, the meat of its parents is not edible at all, and it is suitable to use it as a forging material and poison. ”

"So what kind of meat is this?"

Lulunaka just smiled at Gendina's requirement, "Wouldn't it be better to taste it yourself?"

Zhendina sighed again, brought the bowl to her lips in resignation, and drank it. Fear of the unknown is probably the best flavoring, even if it is a bowl of fragrant broth with tender and delicious pieces of meat, and Zhendina does not have the slightest satiety and delicious pleasure. But Lulunaka, who sat across from her, did take her reaction as the best dessert of all—she put her hands under her chin and smiled at Zhendina's helpless appearance, like a clown watching a comedy.

This is what makes Jindina the most uncomfortable.

"Slow down, and don't let the soup spill on your braids. Lulunaka said, "I've worked hard to comb it for you." ”

Zhendina didn't answer. She didn't like her hair at all, and she should have cut it short instead of two braids that were about as cumbersome. But when she saw Lulunaka's long hair, she knew she was just wishing. This is a person who is very obsessed with hair and believes that beauty is more important than practicality. But that's just Lulunaka's margin.

"The beautiful red braids, like strings of gemstones, are treasures. Lulunaka continued to say things that didn't mean much to Zhendina.

After enjoying her breakfast, Jindina's face became a little strange. "This is not the meat of a beast. She frowned and stared at Lulunaka with a very bad look, "What the hell is this?"

"Isn't it the meat of a beast? I don't think so. Lulunaka's gaze shifted elsewhere, as if she had lost her heart—or rather, more like she was teasing Jindina.

"So far, you've made me eat all sorts of strange things—there's no problem with the meat of domestic animals, but you've also made me eat horse, wolf, and even rat meat...... I haven't tasted human flesh. Jindina's face became more and more sinister, "Thanks to you, I think I already know the taste of everything I can eat." And this one, I definitely haven't tasted it. ”

Lulunaka brought her this sumptuous breakfast, this tender and juicy meat, although it tasted not at all delicious, but the umami did not look like a beast at all. Almost all beasts have a tendency to eat scavengers, and there is no luxury for a beast that struggles to survive in this world not to eat other people's leftovers. The meat of the beast has absolutely no such taste.

Lulunaka was silent for a long time, and her gaze never turned to Jindina, "Zhendina, a person is happiest when he is ignorant. ”

Jindina had a very bad feeling. Lulunaka used to call her cutie all the time—a term she really didn't want to hear—and only when she had to say something she didn't want to hear, she would call her Zhendina.

This does not bode well.

"But if you want to know, I'd better not hide it, okay? I'm not good at deceiving people. ”

Gendina didn't think so, she was now deceiving herself—already when she had prepared this breakfast for her in the first place.

Next, Lulunaka tells Gendina where the breakfast came from.

And Zhendina, swallowing back the vomit that was about to reach her throat, began to yell at Lulunaka. There is no difference as usual, as always, the picture is ...... This is how Lulunaka and Gendina's day began.