"Joyce, shall we continue the search?"

Wu Yu was patiently controlling the heat, and the wild animal on top was his hard-won lunch.

The further away Wu Yu went, the more he discovered that the Endless Forest was damaged. Everywhere there were broken walls, countless pits, and large areas of fallen trees, all of which testified to the fierce battle that had taken place here.

Wu Yu and his companion had been circling the outer edge of the Endless Forest for almost half a month, and apart from a few refugee settlements similar to Joyce's hometown, they had not found any of the so-called fortresses.

To be precise, there are no fortresses guarded by the Elf Queen, but there are many fortresses held by demons.

After observing the bizarre demons wandering the streets from afar, Wu Yu decided to take a detour.

Actually, upon closer reflection, it makes perfect sense. Joyce and his crew were hiding in a secluded cave, and the information they knew was all from many years ago. It's quite normal that the current battle situation has changed.

Wu Yu would find it strange if they couldn't conquer an elven tribe even after a full ten years.

The Demon King's military officers are among the top in the eighth-tier epics, and the Demon King himself is an exceptional existence of the ninth-tier mythology. Only by gathering all the living forces of the human world can they have the strength to contend with the demon race. Relying on just one race is completely insufficient.

It's unclear whether the Elf Queen and her companions opted for a strategic retreat or have perished.

“It’s all gone,” Joyce exclaimed, gazing at the ruins before her with a look of utter bewilderment in her eyes.

"What do you mean?" Wu Yu said, indicating that he did not understand such a brief statement.

Smelling the enticing aroma of the roasted meat in his hand, Wu Yu skillfully flipped it over, ensuring that every part of the meat was evenly roasted.

Is this the legendary principle of simplicity leading to the ultimate truth, and different paths leading to the same goal?

Although Wu Yu had never studied cooking, as his control over extraordinary power gradually increased, both his mental perception and physical control had reached a terrifying level. The grilling technique, which originally required countless hours of practice to master, could now be completely replaced by Wu Yu's meticulous operation.

Strength isn't just something that can be used to kill!

Wu Yu felt that he had entered a sentimental age, and a mere barbecue had made him realize these new useless philosophies.

"I no longer know the approximate range of the other fortresses." Joyce's light, airy words reached Wu Yu's ears again, like a rootless duckweed, completely unsure of where to drift.

"Oh," Wu Yu replied reflexively, indicating that he was listening to her.

Wu Yu's entire focus was actually on controlling the heat of the grill. At this crucial final moment, Wu Yu lifted the skewer of meat and used his magical flames to replace the earthly fire, freely controlling its temperature. Wu Yu finally grilled away the last drop of excess oil and immediately extinguished the flames.

Looking at the tender and juicy meat, Wu Yu felt his mouth watering.

Using magic, Wu Yu conjured a sharp black knife, sliced ​​some meat from the roast meat onto a plate, and presented it to Joyce, who had been standing there for almost an hour. He then instructed her...

"It's okay to be sad, but don't let yourself get sick from starving."

Joyce didn't reach out to take the plate Wu Yu handed her, and Wu Yu wasn't going to indulge her. He put the plate on the ground and went back on his own. Picking up Yuan An, Wu Yu directly gnawed on the thigh meat on it.

Wu Yu hadn't eaten meat for three whole days, and his mouth was practically tasteless.

The increase in strength is not without its drawbacks; the most obvious one is the dramatic increase in his appetite.

He has transformed from a refined man who felt full after just a sip of soup into a gluttonous man who can't live without meat. If there were buffets in another world, Wu Yu could confidently guarantee that he could bankrupt the restaurant by himself.

Eating is the best way for these extraordinary beings to replenish their energy. Perhaps only those who have advanced to the Saint level can achieve the same kind of fasting as immortals.

"Coo coo".

In fact, the sound of hunger is very faint, and almost no one can hear it except oneself. However, Wu Yu, who has become a superhuman, has sharp ears and eyes. He can sense any movement within a hundred meters of him.

With a piece of meat in hand and nothing else to do, Wu Yu didn't mind using his words to advise, "Tormenting yourself won't change anything."

"So what should I do now?" Joyce's words were filled with desolation.

“If you want to die, dig a hole and jump in yourself. I can help bury you. If you want to go home, go ahead. I told you before that I wouldn’t go back with you. If you want to go somewhere else, just tell me the name of the place, and I can send you there as agreed,” Wu Yu replied calmly.

Wu Yu was actually quite good at comforting people, but he was too lazy to do so. What good was a momentary moment of comfort? Wu Yu would never agree to do anything else for her.

Joyce wasn't surprised by Wu Yu's ruthless response. After spending these days together, she had long understood how cold-hearted Wu Yu was.

Along the way, they encountered many elves who sought their help, but Wu Yu refused them all without exception. His reason was that the elves could not offer him any reward, and how could a profit-driven human like him do anything unnecessary?

"So what are you going to do next?" Joyce hadn't figured out what to do next, so she wanted to ask Wu Yu about his plans first.

This was another task her father had given her: if she couldn't get reinforcements, she had to find out Wu Yu's background.

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