Li Meng shook his head. "I don't know either. I was in this state when I encountered this island."
"So what are your plans next?"
Han Feng spoke again.
Li Meng looked melancholy. "Logically, the best option is to escape from the Jialan Sea and return to my own world. However, my island is lost. Without an island, I can't find the teleportation point, so I can't go back at all."
"You are pathetic enough."
Han Feng whispered.
"Dude, can you give me something to eat? I haven't eaten in half a month."
Li Meng looked at Han Feng with pleading eyes.
"You haven't eaten for half a month? How can you be so hungry?"
Han Feng was a little surprised.
Li Meng seemed to be hesitant to speak, "I ate something during this time."
Han Feng glanced at the bare island and asked curiously, "There's nothing on your island. What can you eat? Are you eating dirt?"
Li Meng lowered his head, looking as if he couldn't speak. "The past is too hard to recall, so let's not talk about it."
"You'd better mention it. If you don't, I won't give you food."
Han Feng curled his lips.
He was very curious about what the other person had eaten.
Li Meng gritted his teeth, as if struggling, and whispered: "Some things can be made by yourself."
"What can I make myself?"
Han Feng was stunned for a moment, then suddenly thought of something.
Could it be that Li Meng was talking about shit?
Eat after you poop, and poop again after you eat.
This cycle repeats itself, and you won’t starve to death in a short period of time.
Oh my god!
Li Meng is such a ruthless guy!
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