Zombie's Travel Diary

Link thought.

He is sure that he can resist the invasion of the void, but the invasion from other planes must rely on external forces.

The Mufeng Empire belongs to the Western Illusionary Plane, and it is characterized by all kinds of powerful elemental magicians.

Among nearly a thousand planes, the Western Fantasy plane can be ranked in the top ten existences!

One can imagine what a tough thigh this is!

Now the princess of the Mufeng Empire is in his hands, and it seems that it is not difficult to hug this thigh.

In other words, it has been hugged now.

after all.

He saved Delina's life, and he also saved an elder of the empire.

This kind of kindness, it is not too much to ask for a shelter!

The key is that he can send Dailina back and let the king of Mufeng Empire know his achievements!

"Let's talk to them tomorrow."

Link sighed.

The next day.

Delina and her party woke up early.

Although they were exhausted, they couldn't sleep well that night because of the lack of food.

Counting the time they had fled before, they hadn't eaten for at least four or five days, and they were considered strong-willed if they didn't faint from hunger.

Link knew about this situation as early as yesterday, and sent a few zombies to Lincheng to search for some canned herring and the like.

Whether these canned foods are good or not is second, as long as they can satisfy their hunger, they are good things!

"Well, it stinks."

"What stinks so much?"

"I don't remember the smell yesterday."

The dozen or so knights who had just woken up instantly became refreshed.

There is no way, the smell is too strong, just like Ollie, no matter how sleepy a person smells it, he will probably wake up.

"Mr. Link, what's going on here?"

Delina also frowned.

"Oh, it's okay, it's the smell of food."

Link looked at the can of herring in his hand and smiled wryly.

I knew I couldn't open this thing.

I used to think it was a bit exaggerated to watch people eat it, but when I really opened it and smelled it, even he couldn't stand it.

but.

Nor can it be wasted.

After all, there really isn't much food, and there is almost nothing edible in this wasteland.

"food?"

The corner of Dialev's mouth twitched, "I have already apologized for my behavior yesterday, can you let me go?"

It's fine if you didn't give me food or bed yesterday, but I'm doing this thing again today.

He couldn't take it anymore.

"It's really food."

Link had no choice but to pick up a piece of mushy object that could be vaguely identified as a fish with his chopsticks.

"People from your plane eat this?"

Darev frowned.

"As I said, we urbanites don't eat."

Link sighed, "Let's make do with it, it's not the only one, those canned fruits are still quite delicious."

A group of people sat down after seeing other food on the table.

The dozen or so knights couldn't care less about the etiquette of the nobles, and immediately started gobbling it up.

Delina's way of eating is more refined, but that's all.

For four or five days, they were really hungry.

"Aren't you going to eat?"

Link looked at Dialev.

"I'm a magician of the light system, and I can just rely on the photosynthesis of the plants on my head."