Therefore, the extra-large bag of spicy strips has been left unused and has been stored in the [Random Supplies Machine].

The empty slots in the [Random Supply Machine] are almost full.

Yu Xiangnan reached out and took out the huge bag of extra spicy strips, only to be surprised to find that Xiao Lan, who had been entertaining herself just moments before, had somehow crawled over.

"Xiao Lan, what's wrong?" she asked, her face full of confusion.

Xiao Lan flicked her long, thin tongue, her round eyes fixed on the huge bag of extra-spicy snacks in her hand, her gaze seemingly filled with longing.

Upon seeing this, Yu Xiangnan seemed to understand something.

She gave the extra-large bag of spicy snacks to Xiao Lan.

On the other side, Bula was feeling very depressed.

Yu Xiangnan hasn't chosen a shelter yet, nor has he built a nest for it, so it can only wander around the area. It's thinking to itself that if it's lucky enough to find a few corpses, it might be able to trade them for canned luncheon meat.

As it was walking, a familiar smell suddenly wafted into its nose. It hurried back and saw the little blue snake wolfing down spicy strips, eating with great relish, its mouth covered in chili oil.

Bula's eyes widened in disbelief.

They ate it all?

It's that extra spicy spicy strip, right?

Bula stared wide-eyed, paused for a moment, then, disbelieving, picked up a spicy strip and stuffed it into his mouth.

In an instant, a strong spicy flavor burst forth in its mouth like a surging tide.

Spicy, spicy, spicy, spicy, spicy!!

water! ! !