The group gathered around the campfire.
With Lin Fan present, Pang Yuan took off his War Armor, rubbing his chest to ease his breath. That thing attacked him viciously without a word, and there was no way he could withstand it.
It was really life-threatening.
"Brother Lin, some delicious instant noodles, care to try?"
Sun Ya held two bowls of instant noodles, one for himself and handed the other to Lin Fan.
"Thank you." Lin Fan took the instant noodles.
Pang Yuan looked at Sun Ya, "Didn't you just eat a bowl? You want more?"
Sun Ya smiled shyly, "I get hungry when I'm nervous. It's better to eat until I'm full."
Lin Fan really liked instant noodles.
During peaceful times, he needed to take care of himself, but to save money, he always cooked at home.
Moreover, instant noodles come in different flavors.
It seems that the cup ones are much tastier than the bagged ones.
