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After passing through several villages in succession, Li Banfeng never once used the insecticide.
The insecticide or medicine that Old Mister Yao gave him was meant to save lives. However, these villages no longer had lives to save. They were either completely deserted, or inhabited only by people who survived by eating others.
An empty village needed no saving. As for those who lived on human flesh, Li Banfeng made a distinction. If they merely scavenged corpses, he could spare them. But if they hunted the innocent, he would choose another way to "save" them.
He would sever their arms and legs, then send them into the Pocket Dwelling, leaving his wife to "save" their souls.
As for whether the remaining pieces were fit for food, that depended entirely on Crimson Lotus's mood.
The Crimson Lotus had little interest in corpses without cultivation. Although the Ridges of Bottomless Stomachs was known as a gathering place for Gourmandism Cultivators, there were far fewer cultivators here than one might expect.
Still, this place was indeed peculiar. Every two hours, Li Banfeng had to return to the Pocket Dwelling to eat something. He had no idea what force governed this land, but one grew hungry very easily here.
He had arrived at the Third Ridge, the most isolated part of the Ridges of Bottomless Stomachs, and the area most ravaged by the insect disaster. It had been almost entirely forgotten. For the first time in his life, Li Banfeng saw what it meant for nine out of ten homes to stand empty, and what...
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