4144 and Dong Zhuo, who were paralyzed on the ground, also made some movement.

...Master, I'm so hungry..."

"...Crap, do you think I'm not hungry..."

The two exchanged a few words weakly.

Since they arrived on the island, they haven't had a meal all day.

Some unusual things were thrown out.

Now their stomachs are empty and they are so hungry that they have no strength.

Their stomachs growled at the same time.

"Gulu——"

At this moment, the aroma of butter penetrated their noses.

4144 and Dong Zhuo swallowed subconsciously.

"Hmm...what does this smell like? It feels so familiar."

After sniffing the smell, 4144 raised his head.

Seeing the scene in front of me, my eyes widened instantly.

Damn it!

This 1111 is eating hot pot!

I've been hungry all day, why the hell are you making slices of meat in front of me?!

Is this something people do?

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Chapter completed!