The truck rolled on as Jin Sung lounged on his seat. After passing the rolling hills, not much could be seen. The landscape was featureless and bleak. If not for Sargard driving beside him, Jin Sung would have turned crazy from anxiety. The blue sky turned into a golden hue as the sun started to set. It's going to be dark, then. And he had not eaten any food since morning. Jin Sung glanced at Sargard. Was he hungry too? Only one way to find out.
"Are you hungry?"
"Sorry, sir?" Sargard asked.
"I'm just wondering if you are hungry."
"Ah." Sargard chuckled. "No need to worry, sir. We, cultivators, have a more resilient stomach."
"Okay then." Jin Sung took an aluminum wrapped kebab from the glove box and enjoyed it for himself. Sargard gulped, his face tensed. There was more wrapped food
