Their thoughts were quickly interrupted by a voice.

What are you eating?

Bai Jiu asked in International Language.

"Bread, bread will do."

In the apocalypse, having bread to eat is a very fortunate thing.

Not long after, Xiao Zhao and Bai Jiu brought them some bread and thoughtfully gave them honey mustard sauce.

We still need their guidance, so we can't treat them unfairly.

As Bai Jiu and his companion ate the fragrant dumplings at the dining table, they remarked, "Why do they always like to eat bread? They eat it every meal, don't they get tired of it?"

No sooner had Bai Jiu finished speaking than the two Babylonians arrived.

"We also want to eat the same food as you."

Bai Jiu: "Aren't you eating bread?"

"We want to eat the same food as you."

The man emphasized it again.

It's not like we're short of food.

There were cooked dumplings on the table, and a plate was served to each person.

The two people took the dumplings and went to their own table.

There were no plans to sail that evening. After dinner, Bai Shuang and the other eight people gathered together to chat and also washed some fruit to eat.

The two Babylonians came over again, and assuming they wanted fruit, Xiao Zhao handed each of them an apple.

To their surprise, they refused and instead pulled over a stool and sat down.

"Can you tell us the secret to avoiding being hunted down?"

The group thought to themselves that the Babylonians must be terrified of being hunted down.

Secret? Even if there really were, I wouldn't tell you.

What if you find out how we do it and we escape? We haven't even gotten our hands on the oil yet!

Bai Jiu: "That's because we're strong enough, and they're afraid of us."

Why are they afraid of you?