Inside the tent, the air was filled with a strong smell of blood and decay. The survivors had pale faces and numb expressions.

When neatly arranged boxes of eight-treasure porridge were brought into the tent, everyone's eyes were fixed.

Each can is so clean that it gleams with a metallic sheen, and the packaging is printed with vivid patterns - golden ears of wheat, plump red beans and chestnuts.

A skinny soldier carefully took a can and opened it tremblingly.

Instantly, a sweet aroma filled the air, overwhelming all the stench in the tent.

The soldier was stunned, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Is this...is this really...food?"

Someone swallowed, his voice trembling:

"It smells so good... This is... something you'll only see before the end of the world..."

An old soldier looked at the can in his hand, his eyes suddenly moistened, and his voice became hoarse:

"In all these years, I haven't even seen such clean water, let alone something like this..."

He took a deep breath, and his hands holding the eight-treasure porridge were almost shaking.

The survivors looked at the cans as if they were looking at a miracle.

Some even gently touched the packaging, as if it were some kind of sacred object.

Han Qiong's eyes were filled with shock as he fed the soft and sticky eight-treasure porridge to the soldier who was about to starve to death.

The warrior ate voraciously, his stomach nourished and his face became a little rosy as he gained strength.

I started to taste it in small sips, my eyes lit up and I was amazed.

As the eight-treasure porridge was distributed, the eyes of these extremely hungry survivors lit up.

Han Qiong also had a bottle in her hand.

"Eat quickly."

"This is rice pudding."

Liu Zui folded his arms and spoke in a proud tone.

"It comes from the modern era, a gift from the savior!"

"Savior?" A survivor looked up, eyes full of shock, "You mean... Gu Man?"

Xiao Zao used the vines to lift several cans of eight-treasure porridge and said proudly, "Of course my master gave them to me! My master is the best!"

Xu Xiang grinned and patted the can in his hand:

"It's been 300 years since the end of the world, and there's still this kind of thing. Do you know what it means?"

"This means that our Savior is always thinking of us."

There was a hint of respect in Qi Wan's voice.

"Even though she's not in this time and space."

Han Qiong stared at the eight-treasure porridge in a daze, shock flashing in his eyes.

"Gu Man!!" She jumped up, "I don't quite understand what you're saying. Are you in touch with the Star Leader?"

"She sent this food?"

"Where is she?!"

Xu Xiang explained it to her patiently, and Han Qiong was extremely shocked.

She looked at Song Lufeng, and hope gradually arose in her heart.

"You...you are so lucky!"

"No, we are all lucky!"

"As expected of the leader of the stars, he actually kept this trick up his sleeve!"

"This way, maybe we can all survive!"

Looking at everything in front of him, Song Lufeng felt complicated.

He knows the meaning of this rice porridge.

This is not just food, it is a symbol of hope.

But he also thought of Gu Man——

She must have kept her cell phone on; she must have heard the news.

She knew her fate.

But even so, she still prepared these supplies.

She knew there would be struggle and pain in the last days, and she knew there would still be people who needed to be redeemed.

Song Lufeng clenched his fists, his emotions surging like magma.

It is gratitude, anger, heartache, admiration... and even more, deep love.

He walked to a quiet corner and took out his cell phone.

"Manman..."

Song Lufeng spoke in a low voice, but found that his voice was a little low and hoarse.

Gu Man looked at him through the phone, her eyes and brows as calm and gentle as always.

"Did you receive the Eight Treasures Porridge?"

She asked with a smile, her tone relaxed, as if she was giving an ordinary gift.

Song Lufeng replied in a low voice: "Yes... they received it."

"Manman,"

He took a deep breath and looked up at the screen.

"When you hear that information, do you feel worried or scared?"

Gu Man looked at him quietly, and smiled after a moment:

"You can change your destiny once, and you can change it a second time."

"If I can change the world once, you can change it a second time."

"I believe you, Song Lufeng."

Her voice was gentle yet firm, carrying a great power.

Song Lufeng was shocked.

Her words coincided with his beliefs.

The hearts of the two people, even if they are separated by mountains and seas, 300 years of time and space, and the earth and sky, are still closely together.

What he thinks is also what she thinks.

What he thought was also what she thought.

"I have also prepared a batch of medicinal herbs, please be prepared to receive them."

"Take the survivors of Suzaku Base back to Genbu Base."

"If we meet that SSS-level fusion person," Gu Man's voice turned cold, "kill him!"

Song Lufeng raised his lips, "Okay."

"As you command, my savior."