C100 One Hundred Thousand Tons of Food

Silhouettes emerged from the fog at the end of the road, their synchronized steps echoing like a ghostly march through the mountains, creating an awe-inspiring spectacle. Tang Zhong squinted into the distance, muttering to himself, "Are they people or ghosts?"

Zhang Baigui stood at the forefront, his imposing figure seemingly capable of shielding them from any adversity