Throne of Vientiane Civilization

Even if it is a big week, it can be called a luxurious meal.

Everyone really chewed up the bones, sucked all the oil and water inside, and almost swallowed the dregs of the bones.

For Diack and the others, this may be the most delicious meal they have ever eaten since they were born, and it is also the most happy and satisfying meal they have ever had.

During this period, Joseph was even more surprised and excited by the unparalleled deliciousness, and frequently exclaimed.

Logically speaking, if Joseph was making such a fuss, Diack would most likely step forward to deal with him.

But the reality was that there was no such thing, because even he himself was about to scream out in surprise and had no energy left to deal with Joseph.

The food that was completely eaten in the end, not even the juice was left, proved everything.

After a hearty meal, the satisfied Diack and the others returned to their resting tent and slept particularly soundly.

Until early the next morning, I was woken up by the noise coming from outside.

At that moment, they were completely awakened. They jumped up from the dry and comfortable bed and looked around instinctively.

After looking at the obviously unfamiliar environment around them, Diak and the others were in a daze.

At this moment, Joseph, who was lying on the bed beside him, rubbed his eyes without any tension and looked at them with a yawning look.

"What's wrong?"

Looking at Joseph who was obviously not awake yet, Diack and the others slowly came to their senses.

"Yes, we are in the garrison camp of Dazhou now."

While listening to the noise outside, their hearts suddenly reached their throats again.

"What's going on? Why is there so much noise outside?"

While muttering to himself, Diack slapped Joseph on the back of the head.

"Hold your weapons and stay alert!"

Early in the morning, Joseph, who had not yet woken up, although he was dissatisfied with this, still obeyed Diack's wishes and climbed out of bed with weapons in hand.

Then Diak took the lead and carefully poked half of his head out of the tent, wanting to take a look at the situation outside.

As a result, he was caught by Drogo who came over.

"Um, what are you doing?"

"..."

The complex eyes and subtle expression made Diak realize that he seemed to have done something stupid, even if he didn't say it, and a trace of embarrassment rose in his heart unconsciously.

He had to admit that he had thought about some not-so-good things, but from the look on Drogo's face, he probably thought too much.

"No, it's nothing. I just suddenly heard a lot of noise, so I wanted to check the situation."

"oh."

Drogo suddenly realized and pointed into the distance.

"It should be outside the camp, the soldiers are doing morning exercises."

"..."

It was another unfamiliar word. At this time, Drogo was undoubtedly the most able to understand the other party's doubts, so he explained it in a timely manner.

After listening, Diack, who had a certain understanding of this so-called 'morning exercise', became more confused.

In Diak's view, this time is an excellent opportunity to capture prey. Use this time for training? What about the food?

With such doubts, Diack couldn't help but ask this question.

To this, Drogo just replied...

"We in Dazhou have relevant departments specifically responsible for solving food problems, and we are professional soldiers. In addition to training, our main job is to fight when necessary to ensure the safety of our Dazhou territory and citizens."

For Diack and the others, this was undoubtedly something they could not imagine.

"There are at least a hundred people on your side, right?"

After the new recruits were added, Drogo, who had just returned, was still not sure how many people there were in the current garrison camp.

But there must be more than a hundred people, so Drogo nodded directly to Diak's question.

Diack simply couldn't imagine how a force could support a hundred people who didn't go out hunting at all.

As for Diak's doubts, Drogo really didn't know how to answer.

He himself is not very talkative, not to mention that there are so many departments involved in this matter, and even he himself does not understand it that well. If you ask him to speak, it is really difficult for him to explain clearly.

Finally, I can only say one thing...

"You'll find out when you get to Prairie Village. Let's have breakfast first."

Compared to more than a hundred people who don't go out hunting every day and are only responsible for such incredible things as training for combat, they have already known about Dazhou's two meals a day.

But after thinking about it in conjunction with the latest news, Diack only felt even more incredible.

How can they still eat two meals a day when so many people don't go out hunting? !

Drogo didn't care what he was thinking, but instead called Diak and the others to walk towards the cafeteria.

I didn’t forget to explain a little bit on the way.

"Oh, by the way, yesterday's big meal was partly to reward us for returning from completing our mission, and partly to entertain you. Our usual meals cannot be as sumptuous as last night."

When Diak heard this, he felt relieved.

If the other party eats so exaggeratedly every meal, then his mentality may really explode.

Soon, they arrived at the canteen. At Drogo's reminder, they picked up their plates and lined up.

The line moved quickly, and they arrived early, so they were quickly queued up.

"What to eat?"

Faced with this question from the cook, Diack fell into a brief daze as he looked at the large basins of food exuding an alluring aroma in the cooking window.

At a glance, the only thing he recognized was the big cake.

"That... pie."

The cook quickly picked up a big cake and threw it on his plate.

"what else?"

"..."

At this moment, Diack was almost completely overwhelmed by an overwhelming emotion.

Good guy, when he led the team to attack the Lizardmen infantry position before, the pressure was never that great.

Seeing that Diak seemed to be unable to decide, Drogo simply chose for him.

Compared to Diack, who was a little overwhelmed by the battle, Joseph, who was at the back, was not so heavy-minded. As soon as he got up...

"I want this, this, and this! Hmm, can you give me one of them all?!"

When the cook heard this, he was unambiguous at all. He didn't even feel much surprise. He weighed the spoon and gave Joseph a little of each food while keeping the total amount of food on the plate basically unchanged.

After carrying a dinner plate full of various dishes, Joseph walked away happily with a smile on his face, leaving the other centaurs behind him stunned for a while.

Diak, who had just been pulled away by Drogo, was looking at him blankly.

"Ah, why are you looking at me? What have I done?"

"..."