It's easy to distinguish between those who have been poisoned and those who haven't; you can tell at a glance, so there's no need to worry too much.

While no one was looking, Zuo Ling added a large amount of spatial water to the soup pot.

As the soldiers ate the broth, tears streamed down their faces.

Some wept for their fallen comrades, some for the hardships of these past years, some for forgetting what meat tastes like, and many more for the impermanence of life.

They were so lively and energetic this morning, and now, goodbye, they're separated by life and death.

The white-turbaned group also received some food. With food, the panicked white-turbaned people calmed down a lot.

Military doctors found that the patients' symptoms had lessened.

The most obvious change is that the soldiers who used to scratch themselves until they bled have stopped harming themselves.

Having been hungry for so long, my resistance was low, so a bowl of meat broth relieved my symptoms?

He told Bai Hongwei the good news.

Bai Hongwei also felt that his headache symptoms had lessened. He really had no resistance. So, just smelling the poisonous smoke was enough to poison everyone like that?

He immediately ordered that everyone have an extra meal that evening.

After the apocalypse, food reserves were running low, and the troops had long since reduced their meals from three to one and a half.

One meal is a main meal, usually eaten around 12 o'clock.

Half a meal might be available, or it might not. Whether there is any or not depends on the soldiers collecting food themselves. If they collect food, they will have something to eat; if they don't, they will go hungry.

Eating can always make people forget their sorrows; if they haven't, they'll have another meal.

Skinning, plucking, washing, cutting, cooking...

The deputy battalion commander was very capable and made arrangements in an orderly manner. The wild animals on the cargo ship were also transferred to the warship.

The aroma filled the air, easing the sorrow, and the occasional glances at the large pot brought a hint of joy.

When a comrade has just passed away, no one dares to show joy over a little food, for that would be seen as a lack of camaraderie.

Zuo Ling was extremely busy, sometimes following the cargo ship to move the poisoned wild animals into her spatial dimension, and sometimes lifting the pot lid to secretly add some spatial water.

Thinking she was craving something, the head chef picked up a large bone:

"Here, young lady, taste it to see if it's salty enough."

The head chef thought the pork bones he stewed today smelled especially delicious.

Yes, that fragrance can travel for miles.

He went all the way, took the big bone, and took a big bite:

"It smells so good!"

He gave a thumbs-up while eating.

The chef, who usually seemed like he was cooking pig feed, was beaming with joy.

He does have some talent for cooking.

"I'll stew some wild goat meat in the pot. I'll save some goat bones for you; they're delicious. Save some room in your stomach, don't eat until you're stuffed."

Since no quantity was given from above, the head chef naturally made as much food as the pot had.

It's not easy to break your fast, so this is a free favor, why not give it away?

Zuo Ling simply stayed by the stove and didn't move, chatting casually with the head chef, making him very happy.

He secretly slipped a multigrain pancake to Zuo Ling, saying, "Eat this, it's made from pure grains, with no other ingredients mixed in."

Zuo Ling: "..."

Eating it would be unbearable, but not eating it would be inappropriate.

There are happy moments and there are unhappy moments.

The deputy battalion commander presented the compiled data to Bai Hongwei.

Data on ammunition consumption, casualties, wildlife numbers, and the availability of drinking water, food, and fuel.

Bai Hongwei's gaze lingered on the list of casualties for a long time.

46 people died, 27 were seriously injured, and 41 were slightly injured.

Among them, 8 had visual impairment, 4 had brain nerve damage, 16 had mental disorders, 6 were in a coma, and 10 had mobility impairments...

I closed my eyes, and my head started to hurt again.