"Go to Lanxiang Technical School in Shandong, China!"

The vendor's strong, resonant voice shattered Han Feng's probing.

Han Feng's Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily as he glanced back at the crowds coming and going on the town's streets.

Could all of these be human?

But that's impossible!

What kind of small town can still live peacefully and happily under the ravages of foreign tribes?

Kyoto is able to remain as stable as Mount Tai because countless soldiers of the Four Symbols Legion are willing to risk their lives to guard the four directions. But what makes this small town so secure?

But the vendor in front of him answered all his questions correctly. If he wasn't human, how could he possibly answer these questions?

Han Feng felt his mind was in complete disarray, as if a fog had enveloped him.

What exactly is hidden in this small town?

Han Feng took a bite of the bun, his eyes full of doubt. But to be fair, the buns made by this vendor were really delicious. He hadn't eaten such delicious buns in a long time since the apocalypse, with thin skin and generous filling.

Just then, a teammate behind him suddenly exclaimed in surprise. Perhaps due to excessive excitement, he even began to stutter.

"Eat...eat...eat..."

"I'm eating, what's wrong?" Han Feng asked, frowning, after taking another bite of his bun.

"I can't eat this!" The words that had been held back for so long finally came out.

"Why can't we eat it?" Han Feng asked, puzzled.

"You...you see for yourselves!"

The team member handed the steamed bun to Han Feng, then couldn't hold back any longer and ran to the side to vomit violently.

Han Feng took the bun with a puzzled look, and then he saw a cooked finger in the half-eaten bun, which had even been deboned!

Han Feng and the others widened their eyes instantly, and then vomited violently. Even Ping Xin and Yang Beiyu were no exception. The only one in the group who could still stand up straight was Qiao Suiyue, because he hadn't eaten any buns despite Qiao Suinian's reminder.

"You knew all along... that the filling for these buns was made with human flesh?" Qiao Yueyue said in horror.

"Pig fat is white, while human and chicken fat is yellow," Qiao Suinian said calmly.

Seeing Han Feng and the others vomiting violently, Qiao Suiyue felt a chill run down his spine. He was suddenly very glad that he had listened to advice.

While eating these steamed buns wouldn't harm their health, they were just too disgusting. He estimated that Han Feng and the others wouldn't be able to eat properly for the next few months.

"Arrest him!" Han Feng suddenly raised his head, feeling as if his stomach had been emptied.

The entire team was filled with resentment, and they immediately tackled the vendor and pinned him to the table.

"Hey! What are you doing? Why are you grabbing me? I saw it clearly, you all made yourselves vomit, don't try to scam me!"

The vendor shouted.

"Help! Help! There are despicable outsiders causing trouble! They're trying to extort me, help! Help!"

The vendor must have been shouting his wares regularly, as his extremely loud voice attracted everyone else in the town.

"Who are these people? Why are they holding Li Laoba down?"

"I don't know. Li Laoba is just a steamed bun seller. How could he have offended these people? They look fierce and menacing, not like good people at all!"

"I don't know. I heard from Li Laoba that it seems like he was being extorted, probably for money!"

As soon as the crowd gathered, Han Feng immediately became vigilant. However, to his surprise, these people did not intend to make a move. Instead, they started pointing and gesturing, just like the elderly people on the streets before the apocalypse.

"Why are we arresting you? You dare ask why we're arresting you? Tell us yourself, what kind of meat did you use for your bun filling!" Han Feng shouted angrily.

"What kind of meat is used for the filling of the buns? Pork! What else could it be?" Old Man Li asked rhetorically.

"Bullshit!" Han Feng pulled out the half-eaten bun with the finger on it. "Look at this for yourself, is this pork? This is clearly human flesh!"

"What are you talking about? How could I possibly use human flesh as filling for steamed buns? Well! No wonder you gave me so much gold and asked all sorts of strange questions as soon as you arrived. So you were planning to extort me all along! Bah!" Old Man Li blushed and cursed loudly.

"That's right, I watched Li Laoba grow up. He's never even stolen food while carrying excrement. How could he do something like this?"

"What's wrong with you outsiders? Are you trying to bully our people?"

"That's right. I've been eating Li Laoba's steamed buns for ten years, and the taste has never changed. If it were human flesh, how many people would Li Laoba have to kill to make enough to sell for ten years?"

People gathered around and spoke up to support Li Laoba, which made Li Laoba overjoyed.

At this moment, Han Feng handed the remaining buns on the stall to the crowd.

"Fine, since you all say this isn't human flesh, then eat it and show me!"

"Eat it then, who's afraid of you?"

An old man, his beard bristling and eyes wide, picked up two meat buns, one in each hand, and began to eat them with relish.

With the old man taking the lead, the others also picked up the steamed buns.

"Exactly, it's just a steamed bun. If you robbed a bank, I'd respect you for having some skill, getting an AK and a rifle, building a big business and creating new glories. What kind of hero are you, extorting money from a steamed bun shop owner?"

While criticizing Han Feng and the others, the others grabbed the steamed buns and wolfed them down, as if they were truly tasting the most exquisite delicacy in the world.

Almost everyone was holding a steamed bun, and some even handed them to children.

Both adults and children raved about the buns, eating them with gusto.

The scene before them was indescribably bizarre, causing cold sweat to instantly pour down Han Feng and his companions' bodies.

If someone takes out a steamer of buns and tells you that they might be human flesh, would you eat them to prove that they aren't human flesh?

If he only had some doubts before, now Han Feng was completely certain that these guys in this town were not human!