Seeing that they had all quieted down, Li Guang shouted again, "Now, find a few people, set up a big pot, and we'll cook!"
Exclamations came from outside the armored vehicle, followed by a commotion.
Ahri waved her hand, and several more buckets of water appeared.
Once the people inside the armored vehicle were sure the people outside had calmed down, they took their belongings and went out one by one.
Those people outside were like refugees who had been starving for a long time. They wanted to rush forward and grab the water and food to see if it was real.
But now they dare not, because everything seems fake.
Both the water and the food were clean, untouched by the filth of this world.
The fire was lit, and many buckets of water were poured into the pot. The water slowly boiled.
Li Guang was still standing on the armored vehicle. He had people open the boxes of bread, but no one touched them or took them, because they were all looking at the pot of boiling water and the rice that was about to be cooked.
It's been so long, they've almost forgotten the smell of rice.
The rice was put into the pot, and someone was standing next to the big pot stirring it.
Li Guang called out to the people, telling them to come and get water first.
Ahri didn't even know how many boxes of water and bread she had taken out of her space.
The aroma wafted out as the rice was cooked.
Some of the people gathered around cried, and then a whole group of them started crying too.
Li Guang wiped his face. He had already cried, and he couldn't cry now. He still had to make sure everyone here had food.
This place resembles a refugee camp, surrounded by a high wall, much like an ancient city wall.
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