Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Hal Maxwell lived the life of a wealthy industrial magnate's son in the northern city of the Kenyan Empire until he was 16, while Tuttle Joe had been the promising heir of a middle-class family in Kargas, the capital of the Rhine Kingdom, before the age of 25. Both had seen the world and possessed a broader perspective than the average person who might marvel at the novelty of instant noodles.
When Yang deceived them into the depths of the Taranthan wilderness, unlike Finley, who had never known luxury, neither Hal nor Tuttle considered the supplies Yang provided as anything extraordinary.
Whether it was instant noodles made from refined flour or sealed packages of toast, loose cakes, starch sausages, or assorted snacks, none of it was beyond their understanding, except perhaps for the generous (or rather, excessive) use of industrial seasonings.
In any case, to Hal and Tuttle, the supplies Yang provided indicated his intention to win their loyalty but weren't enough to secure their undying devotion. After all, both had experienced superior material comforts in the cities of the Kenyan Empire and the Rhine Kingdom, and what Yang offered did not surpass all that.
This "arrogant" mentality of theirs only received a slap in the face when they were sent on a mission in Indahl city.
The three former bandits were on a wanted list and couldn't afford to freely indulge in luxury in a foreign city like Indahl. Moreover, with their limited funds, they could only linger in the taverns, inns, and free markets of Saint Joseph Street and had the opportunity to reacquaint themselves with the living conditions of the common folk in this world.
The lower-class folk of this world couldn't enjoy the dubious privilege of being overwhelmed by industrial food products. The lower class didn't have much financial strength and couldn't sustain the massive market needed to support industrial food giants like those in America. Therefore, no monopoly could arise to dominate the citizens' diets with ultra-low-cost junk food.
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