Chapter Seven Hundred and Fifty-Three: Inevitable

Without oil, without salt, it's a wonder the roasted meat tasted good at all, but as Gao Yang relished the long-lost flavor, he felt an indescribable sense of emotion.

The Akuri tribe was Gao Yang's second home, where a meal of not-so-tasty roast meat felt like home, and for Gao Yang, that was enough.

Gao Yang ate with great relish, and what surprised him was that Catherine and Adele seemed to have eaten quite a bit too, which puzzled Gao Yang, because roast meat without any seasonings would be considered complimentary if it were described as "not bad"; it was hard to imagine that two girls from the civilized world could enjoy it with such gusto.