Beside the scattered rubble, a mountain seemed to have been cleaved in two halfway down by Kiki, with the other section reduced to rubble and lying in the middle of the base. No wonder the other party said that tens of thousands of people had died in this disaster; it seems to be true.
Lu Yuan was looking for a plane. He wanted to find someone who had lived in the second camp to ask about it, but he searched for a long time without finding anyone.
Unable to resolve his anxiety, Lu Yuan could only retrieve some food from his dimensional space, find a place, take a pot, and stew some porridge, sprinkling some marinated meat into it and simmering it over low heat.
More than ten minutes later, Lu Yuan lifted the lid of the pot, and the rich aroma of rice wafted into the distance. As Lu Yuan ate his porridge spoonful by spoonful, he suddenly heard footsteps behind him. Although the footsteps were kept as low as possible, Lu Yuan's excellent hearing still picked them up.
Lu Yuan immediately put the bowl and chopsticks aside, took out a pistol from his pocket, and turned around abruptly. He saw a dirty girl trembling beside him, her eyes flashing with fear and resentment.
"Big brother, please give me something to eat! I'm so hungry, and my younger brother is dying. Please save him! I'll do anything for you!"
The girl swallowed hard as she smelled the rich aroma of the food.
A hint of sadness flashed in Lu Yuan's eyes. He hadn't expected to encounter homeless people here again.
Lu Yuan picked up the pot and handed it to the other person, saying, "You can have the food, but I have a few questions for you!"
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