I saw that between the two thin and crispy pieces of compressed dry food, a piece of meat steak covered with thick sauce was exposed.

"It should be meat." The black-faced man said indifferently.

"Aowu... delicious! It's so delicious! It's better than the fresh meat I just tore off!" The werewolf looked satisfied and ate all the dry food in a few bites.

The black-faced man threw his free sandwich to the werewolf, pressed the food distributor a few times to get an extra portion of pure compressed dry food.

"Woo... Thank you, Boss... It's so delicious!" The werewolf was not surprised, and he took the sandwich and went into his mouth.

"Hmph, I really envy you... there are no immune problems no matter where you go."

"Hehehe, we can eat whatever we want." The werewolf smiled proudly, "This is the ability that our fighting race has gained after tens of thousands of years of evolution! So we can survive on many planets with harsh environments..."

"Hmph, you...huh?"

The black-faced man was suddenly stunned.

"I know the adaptability of your werewolf... but what about them? Why can they do this too?" The black-faced man looked at the meat cutlet sandwiches that had not been sent yet... Obviously, since all these prisoners could eat, the base would definitely eat better than this.
Chapter completed!