After Wang Liansheng left, he quickly sent two meals and one large piece of bloody raw pork covered in plastic wrap to Zhang Lisheng's tent along with another odd-job soldier.

The raw pork was surprisingly huge, with a weight of about 10 to 15 kilograms. It still felt a little icy cold so it must have only been thawed not long ago.

From the regretful look of the two odd-job soldiers, one could tell that this kind of fresh raw meat that was produced from Earth was very valuable in Oasis World. From this, it was also evident that the campsite's commander's order of satisfying the needs of the Gate of Witchcraft's people was not just a rumor.

"They already know the value of the donkey and want to work it to turn the millstone so they're now feeding it with premium meals huh? This world is really realistic…" After the odd-job soldier left, Zhang Lisheng finished his dinner and grabbed the raw meat in his hand before walking out of the tent, muttering to himself.

It was still early but