The three men escorted the father and son slowly through the wasteland. The desolate scene made people feel chilled.

The ground was broken, the soil was cracked, and occasionally a gust of wind blew by, blowing up yellow sand all over the sky.

Along the way, the boy always snuggled quietly in his father's arms, his little face as pale as paper.

His body was as light as a feather, his eyes were closed, his eyelashes trembled, and he occasionally hummed.

"What happened to him?"

Shu Weng couldn't help but ask, his eyes falling on the thin boy.

The father staggered, his voice revealing the pain he could not hide: "He's hungry..."

"He hasn't eaten for two days."

The man choked and lowered his head.

"I... really have no choice but to bring him out to see if I can find something to eat."

Qi Wan frowned: "In a place like Qinglong Base, how can you exchange for food?"

"As long as you have a crystal core, you can exchange it."

The man smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"But we don't have a crystal core, so we can only try our luck... and see if we can hunt down an alien beast and obtain a crystal core..."

Liu Zui snorted coldly, his tone full of disgust:

"These guys are really heartless. People are almost dead, and they still want to exchange crystal cores for food."

As soon as he finished speaking, the boy in his arms suddenly let out a low moan.

His face became paler and paler, and his body fell limply, apparently having fallen into a coma.

"Ahao! Ahao!" His father hugged him in panic, calling his name with a trembling voice.

The boy did not react at all, like a dead leaf that would be blown away by the wind in the next second.

The man's eyes were full of despair. He knelt on the ground holding his son, his hands trembling as he reached for his thighs.

"There's nothing I can do..."

He murmured, his eyes full of madness.

"I can only cut off my flesh and feed him blood... As long as Hao can live, even if there is a little flesh, it doesn't matter!"

His hand found a dagger and he cut his thigh without hesitation.

"stop!"

Liu Zui was quick to kick away his dagger and shouted coldly,

"Are you crazy? Cutting off your own flesh can save lives? Do you want to die or do you want your son to be scared to death?"

The man looked at her painfully, with a hint of pleading in his eyes:

"But he's hungry! If he dies, I don't want to live anymore!"

"Don't worry, we have a solution."

Shu Weng reached out and touched the dimensional backpack on his waist.

From the outside, it looked like a palm-sized backpack, but when he opened it, the interior seemed like an endless space.

He reached in and pulled out a bottle of purple drink:

"This is grape juice. I'll give him a sip first."

The man was stunned, looking at the bottle of crystal clear purple liquid in shock:

"Is this... real juice?"

"Of course."

Mr. Shu nodded, opened the bottle cap, put the grape juice to the boy's mouth and fed him little by little.

The liquid slid into the boy's mouth through his cracked lips, and the rich sweetness quickly spread in his throat.

The lifeless face gradually regained some color, the tightly closed eyes slowly opened, and the voice was weak but clear:

"So sweet..."

"Ah Hao!" The man was so excited that tears welled up in his eyes. He hugged his son and kept thanking him, "Thank you, thank you so much..."

"Don't thank me too quickly, there's a surprise coming."

Shu Weng smiled and reached into the dimensional backpack again.

This time, he took out a palm-sized ball with a smooth surface and a faint metallic luster.

"What is this?" the man asked curiously.

"You'll know when you see it."

Shu Weng had a smug smile on his face and threw the ball to the ground.

“Hum—”

The moment the ball touched the ground, it suddenly expanded and turned into a small kitchen in the blink of an eye.

There are stoves, pots and pans, storage cabinets and even a small stove that emits a faint warm light.

The man and the boy were stunned and almost thought they were dreaming:

"What...what is this?"

"Don't get excited, this is just a small application of technology."

Mr. Shu took out a few packets of instant noodles, a plate of chopped basil, and a few eggs from the cupboard.

"You are blessed. You will have delicious food next."

As the stove starts, hot water boils in the pot and instant noodles are slowly poured into the boiling water.

An alluring aroma quickly spread out, accompanied by the sound of sausage and eggs being put into the pot, the aroma was even more rich and mouth-watering.

The boy stared at the noodles boiling in the pot with his eyes wide open, and swallowed his saliva: "It smells so good..."

The man's nose twitched slightly, and he could hardly believe what he saw.

Instant noodles, sausage, eggs, these things that are almost extinct in the apocalypse, are actually placed in front of him, and they also emit such a charming aroma.

"Alright!" Mr. Shu skillfully put the noodles into a bowl and passed it to the father and son, "Eat it while it's hot."

The father and son took the bowl with shaking hands.

They almost couldn't wait to take a bite. The hot noodles slid into their mouths and the delicious soup exploded on their taste buds.

"This... this is so delicious!" The man's eyes sparkled with tears, "I have never eaten anything so delicious!"

The boy also devoured the food, mumbling with the noodles in his mouth, "Dad, it smells so good! What is this?"

"Instant noodles." Shu Weng smiled. "Food from the golden age."

The father and son were dumbfounded.

"Food from the Golden Age... My God, it's priceless!"

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Who doesn't know the Golden Age?

That was an era of abundant supplies, no worries about food, and a harmonious and strong society.

“Where does this food come from?”

"A gift from our savior and ancestors."

The boy Ahao didn't understand and his eyes were full of stars.

But men understand the meaning of this sentence.

He looked deeply at Shu Weng, then looked at the instant noodles, and buried his head in eating.

Shu Weng brought Qi Wan another bowl with two poached eggs in it.

The eggs are fried golden yellow, showing the care that went into making them.

Qi Wan took the bowl and smiled sweetly at him.

"Thank you."

After the father and son finished eating, they still licked the bottom of the bowl as if they were still not satisfied.

"In the Qinglong base, ordinary people can't eat such things. Even compressed cookies or nutritional liquids have to be exchanged for crystal cores, and the taste is hard to swallow..."

"This bowl of noodles... is simply the most delicious thing in the world."

The man held his son in his arms, his eyes calm, "This pack of instant noodles can buy my life."

"I know your background is not simple... but I don't want to ask. I will help you with whatever you want to do."

The father and son were shocked not only because of the food itself, but also because of the strength and resources displayed by these people.

In this doomsday, people who can casually take out these things are definitely not ordinary people.

This scene was broadcast live to the present day, and the audience expressed their feelings:

[Can instant noodles and sausage smell so good? The people at Qinglong Base are so pitiful! ]

[Looking at this pot of noodles, I actually cried... Our happy life now is so worth cherishing. ]

[Shu Weng is such a warm man! He travels around the world with his little kitchen, so considerate! 】

[The senior executives of Qinglong Base are so inhumane that they even exploit ordinary people for food? ]

[This pot of noodles not only conquered the father and son, but also me! Shu Weng yyds! ]

[I really want to travel to the end of the world and bring them food, it's really too difficult! ]

[I hope these fathers and sons can live a good life in the future and not suffer so much. ]