I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler

"By the way, I still have a companion here, don't you mind?"

Seeing that the cooperation has been negotiated, Lu Jian said again.

"do not mind."

Iron Fist responded, as if he had expected it.

On the wasteland, although other people may be enemies, very few people really act alone. If they are alone, they may die because of some minor troubles and injuries because they cannot get help. Therefore, the vast majority Most wasteland hunters travel with at least two people.

In the apocalypse where humanity is devoid of humanity, trust has become people's strongest weapon.

And wasteland hunters like Iron Fist, with the city-state as the core, brought group warfare to the extreme. Unless they encountered some particularly powerful monsters, such a team would run amok in the wasteland.

Lu Jian yelled, and Shia, who was hiding in the shadows, also came out.

Obviously, women are rare in the wasteland, let alone a clean and tidy girl like her.

Someone blew a whistle, but quickly restrained under the eyes of Iron Fist.

Under the current circumstances, it is the best choice for him and Shia to follow this group of people to explore underground in the ruins. However, Lu Jian doesn't think these people are really trustworthy, because they know more about the ruins, and they seem It is to actively look for it. In this case, it may be that these people are believers of some evil god, and they have a bad purpose.

"This is my companion, you can call her a mage."

Lu Jian introduced a sentence, and then said.

"One more thing, very important."

Hearing Lu Jian's words, Iron Fist's face became serious.

"Please say."

Since the remains of the saint can be seen, it means that this person is not simple, and Iron Fist's tone has become a little more respectful.

Maybe Lu Jian saw some monsters that ordinary people can't detect, or there is still information about this underground ruins.

"My companion and I haven't eaten for a long time, do you have anything to eat here?"

Lu Jian grinned.

"...preparing food for the two of you."

Iron Fist quietly clenched his fist.

...

Lu Yi originally thought that everyone in this wasteland world eats bugs for a living. Depending on the bugs, there may be differences such as bug soup, grilled bugs, fried bugs, steamed bugs, etc. Maybe every household uses them. There are several jumping bugs in this fence, and there may even be people from the Bug Protection Association calling on everyone not to hurt bugs anymore and to live in harmony with people and bugs.

But Lu Yi found that he was very wrong.

The giants eat bugs, probably because they are poor and have insufficient supplies, so they can only eat bugs.

But there are actually other creatures in this world.

For example, the soup in Lu Jian's hand, the floating pieces of meat, vegetables, and the refreshing aroma, this is definitely a delicacy that is many times more delicious than worms.

Wumian watched from the side, and couldn't help swallowing.

"This is the same food as our boss, don't be ignorant."

I don't know if it's based on competitiveness, or because I want to give Lu Jian a blow, so I said something without a face.

"Thank you Dade, thank you Dade."

Lu Jian hurriedly thanked Dade, he didn't mind if he had something to eat anyway.

Picking up the bowl, he took a sip of the soup first.

The rich meaty smell and oily flowers flowed into the throat along the warm soup. The salty taste was far superior to those worm delicacies. Lu Juan took two more bites of meat. Although he didn't know what kind of meat it was, The tender taste is completely different from the beating worm meat, but it has a delicious feeling.

"The taste is very good!"

Lu Yi felt that this exotic delicacy also had a special style.

On the side, Shia also picked up the bowl, rubbed some spell vigilantly, and then drank it at ease.

"tastes good."

She grunted and drank the whole bowl of soup and meat in three seconds.

So her sense of taste is also normal?

Lu Jian was suspicious.

While the two of them were drinking soup, the guy in white was also lurking around, sometimes appearing behind Iron Fist, sometimes imitating a wilderness hunter carrying things, and now he sat directly beside Shia, pretending Acting as if drinking soup.

"What meat is used in these soups?"

Lu Jian asked a question.

"What else can it be, of course it's a bug."

Faceless replied decisively.

"puff--"

Lu Jian almost spit out what he just drank.

Picking up the white meat in the bowl, it was really hard for Lu Jian to connect it with the bugs he ate last night.

Looking at it this way, maybe the main food in this world is really bugs.

Humanity has degenerated to such an extent!

While condemning the loss of the bottom line in the last days, he ate everything in the bowl.

As long as it tastes good, it doesn't matter if it's a bug.

And according to some anchors of survival in the wild, the protein of bugs is three times that of chicken, which is more nutritious!

After convincing himself, Lu Jian even wanted to have another bowl.

At this time, from the hole in the ground, there was an explosion sound.

"The door has been opened."

The scouts below reported back.

"door?"

Lu Jian was puzzled.

He followed Iron Fist into the passage, which was a narrow passage dug with unknown tools, it could accommodate three people side by side, and it was very spacious.

In front of the passage is a more spacious underground hall, where many supplies have been placed. On one side of the hall, there is a door that has been blown to pieces.

"I don't know what blasted the door?"

Lu Jian thought to himself that there were explosions in the ruins of the city before, but obviously these people did not have gunpowder and the like, so it is extraordinary ability?

Curious as to whose power it was, he casually glanced into the gate.

There is another passageway inside, it has not been lit yet, it is pitch black, and it smells of decay.

Iron Fist took out a piece of paper made of animal leather. On it, there was an intricate topographical structure map, which seemed to be the route of a certain maze or dungeon.

"This is the map here?"

Lu Jian asked curiously.

Iron Fist didn't answer him, but looked at the others.

"You must not mess with the things here. The mechanism used to trap that guy is very ingenious. Any deviation may cause the seal to loosen."

He said so.

"Seal? Is it the remains of a saint?"

Lu Jian glanced at Xi Ya, the female mage in armor snapped her fingers, and spoke after a while.

"The complexity below is beyond imagination, and I haven't even explored a third of the terrain."

The huge underground labyrinth, which may exceed 300 meters, reminded Lu Jian of the emperor's tomb in those tomb robbery novels.

He saw that the guy in white wandered around the food and weapon supplies curiously, then walked into the gate and disappeared into the darkness.

"It went in."

Lu Jian pointed to the door.