Han Sanqian thought about it, but couldn't find an answer, but the pangolin next to him, like his grandma who had taken a stimulant, opened his mouth to ask a lot of questions.

But it was obvious that almost none of these problems was what Xiao Chuntao wanted.

While thinking, while listening to the pangolins being passed one after another, Han Sanqian's thoughts expanded, and his eyes unintentionally turned to those who were still busy.

Suddenly, Han Sanqian seemed to have thought of something, and then quickly turned around, looking at Xiaochunhua: "Food is the most important thing for the people, no matter whether it is a demon or a demon, a human or a god, there must be something to eat."

Upon hearing this, Xia Wei suddenly understood.

"Yeah, brother Sanqian is right. The underground world is huge, and that Guhai only claims to be in charge of the Eastern District. This also means that there may be a Western District, a Southern District, and even a Northern District."

"So, if there are so many people in one district, how many people should there be in those districts?"

"So many people live in such a barren place, what do they eat?"

That's right, and many people here seem to be just ordinary people, so the more ordinary people are, the greater their need for food.

Therefore, what to eat is a huge question, and I believe it must be a question that Xiaochunhua hopes to get by talking about poverty.

Xiaochunhua smiled wryly: "That's exactly what I want."

"What to eat!"

Then, she turned around slightly and looked at the busy people around: "The fact is that in the land of red soil, nothing grows, and there is no food at all."

"However, the people here are quite strong, and they don't seem to have grown up from starvation." The pangolin rubbed its head.

"They're definitely not hungry." The old man shook his head: "I'm quite able to go hungry, and the conditions in the Extreme Snow Land are limited. However, although I often go hungry, I still gain something in general. It can provide some nutrition."

"But even so, old man, you are very thin, very thin, but these people..." Xia Wei frowned, looking at these rather strong people present, her eyes were full of deep doubts.

The old man and the pangolin are almost the same, I don't know why.

"Could it be that this place is actually the same as the land of extreme snow. Although it looks barren, it actually has its own big lake?" Pangolin guessed.

"Impossible." The old man shook his head resolutely.

First of all, it is impossible to make most of the people here extremely strong. It is obviously even more difficult for so many people to survive.

So this possibility is almost non-existent.

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Obviously, Han Sanqian also thought of something. He suddenly frowned and looked into the stove, as if he had thought of something terrible.

"Could it be..." The old man's face paled instantly...

The two looked at each other in horror almost at the same time, obviously, they already had the answer in their hearts.

It was also at this time that Han Sanqian finally understood the fundamental reason why Xiao Chunhua hesitated to speak when they asked what the stove was for.

That's right, if Han Sanqian were her, he would definitely be like her because of this.

After all, it is quite embarrassing to say this.

Thinking of this, neither of them said a word, but Pangolin and Xia Wei at the side couldn't help feeling very depressed seeing that they were almost the same as Xiao Chunhua just now.

"Damn it, is there some kind of infectious disease? You two know that Hanhouza looks like Xiaochunhua? Can you tell me something human?" The pangolin was very bitter. JrNovels.com