"Since he is from my hometown, I must go and meet him first."

Su Nian was not surprised at all to hear Jing Mo's answer.

Put yourself in her shoes. If she knew that someone was reborn like her, she would definitely want to meet him or her.

As for what happens next, there’s still time to talk about it after we meet.

As the two were talking, the Jingmo tram was riding very fast.

Su Nian sat in the back seat of the tram and felt like laughing.

She had never taken the tram so many times before the end of the world, but she didn't expect that now that the end of the world has come, she would take the tram out often.

But it must be said that trams also have their advantages.

There are disadvantages as well.

The speed is too slow.

It was not until half an hour later that Su Nian and Jing Mo met Kong Jianming.

Kong Jianming had obviously been waiting for more than two hours. Now seeing two people coming, he didn't say much nonsense and led the two people inside.

After passing many checkpoints and tests, Su Nian and Jing Mo came to a closed room and saw the person sitting inside.

The survivors in the city all look similar, so you can recognize their identities at a glance.

Kong Jianming said in a low voice, "This is the captain of their operation this time. He knows the most information, so I am bringing you to see him."

Su Nian and Jing Mo nodded when they heard this and looked towards the survivor.

The man was obviously injured, but not seriously.

Jing Mo didn't care whether he was injured or how serious the injury was.

"Tell me about it!"

When the man heard Jing Mo's words, he looked up at Jing Mo and asked, "What did you say?"

"Tell me about your king."

"Why should I tell you? Don't think that just because you guys caught me, I will obey you in everything."

Jing Mo didn't say anything when he heard this, but reached into his bag.

Kong Jianming, who was standing by, was shocked when he saw this. "Jing Mo, you——"

However, before Kong Jianming could finish his words, Jing Mo took out a white-faced and white-haired man from his bag.

A plump, white and soft steamed bun made of white flour.

It seemed to have just come out of the pot and was still hot.

As soon as you take it out, you can smell the aroma of white flour.

Jing Mo held the steamed bun with his slender fingers and pressed it lightly, making it dent.

Just by looking at it, you can tell that this steamed bun must be very chewy.

Kong Jianming forgot to say the words that were on the tip of his tongue. He just followed the movements of Jing Mo's fingers and looked at the steamed bun in his hand.

It’s not that Kong Jianming couldn’t eat white flour steamed buns, but it had been a long time since he had eaten such soft white flour steamed buns that were obviously not mixed with any grains.

Jing Mo broke the steamed bun in half, and the aroma of meat wafted out.

There is something special inside this steamed bun!

It looks exactly like steamed bun on the outside, but it’s actually filled with meat!

In the very center of the steamed bun, there is a meatball the size of a ping-pong ball.

The aroma of meat and steamed buns filled the entire room.

The room was originally sealed, so the fragrance became even more obvious.

Jing Mo gently turned his wrist and said, "If you don't say anything, I will have to eat this steamed bun with baozi filling by myself."

Kong Jianming, "......"

What the hell is steamed buns with steamed bun filling!

Baozi is baozi, steamed bun is steamed bun, what is a steamed bun with baozi filling?

But the steamed bun in front of him was filled with baozi (stuffed dumplings), so even if Kong Jianming wanted to refute, he couldn't say a word.

Kong Jianming was originally worried that if that person didn't cooperate, Jing Mo might want to kill him out of anger.

But now, Kong Jianming understood.

Killing people is too easy for that person.

Like now, feeding him something he can't eat is more painful than killing him.

Just by looking at the man's increasingly eager eyes and expression, Kong Jianming knew that Jing Mo's move was correct.

Jing Mo glanced at the man and said, "Whether you want to tell me or not is up to you."

The man swallowed and said, "Tell me! As long as you give me that to eat, I will tell you everything!"

God knows how long it has been since he last ate steamed buns stuffed with dumplings.

No!

It should be said that he has never eaten it!

But, he really wants to eat it now!

Jing Mo heard what he said and sneered, "Tell me after you eat it? If I really let you eat it, will you still tell me?

Are you too naive, or do you think I'm a fool?

I'll give you one last chance.

If you tell me now, I might give you the steamed buns with baozi filling. If you don’t tell me, I can only give it to your friends.

There are so many of you, there must be one who wants to eat and is willing to tell, don’t you think? ”

"Speak! I'll speak now!"

The man stopped bargaining and his tone became firm.

“Our king… He told us to call him that.

He has smoky grey hair, which he says is natural.

The material of the clothes he wore was also very strange, I had never seen it before.

He said he had built the dungeon and would give us food if we followed him and listened to him.

That is not food, it is a drink. After drinking it, you will no longer be hungry or thirsty.

Although it can keep me alive, the taste of that thing is not good at all and I don’t like it.

I still like the steamed buns with baozi filling in your hand..."

Jing Mo frowned and interrupted him, "Speak to the point!"

"The point! Okay! Get to the point!"

The man was stunned for a moment as he spoke, "The point? What is the point? We have been living with him in the underground city for the past few years, without seeing the sun.

But fortunately, we didn’t freeze to death or starve to death, but that’s all!

He didn’t feed us, he told us to go find the survivors.

All men had to listen to him, and all the pretty young women were taken into his harem.

I don't want to die! I can only listen to him!

He asked us to rob food and attack the base, and gave us weapons that were very powerful but not in large quantities.

He also asked us to sneak into the base, saying that we need to cooperate with the outside forces!

That’s all I know! There’s really nothing else!

I'm done, can you give me some to eat?"

As the man spoke, he stared at the steamed bun with dumpling filling in Jing Mo's hand and swallowed his saliva continuously.

Jing Mo gradually approached him, "Then tell me, what is his name?"

"I don't know! I really don't know! He said we are not worthy to know his name! He only asked us to call him King!

He said we were all inferior races, he said he could live a very long time, he was very powerful, he was going to take over the base and then rule the entire Blue Planet, he said all that, we just listened to him..."

Listening to his words, Su Nian's brows gradually furrowed.

Just by hearing these words, the man who calls himself the king is really seriously ill!