C97 Plague

“Look, brother, there’s really porridge here,” the little sister exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with joy. She instinctively patted her small tummy and murmured, “I’m so hungry.”

“Line up, everyone! There’s enough for all. From now on, you can come here to get three meals a day,” a young attendant shouted, and the refugees quickly formed a line.

Lin Sheng felt a warmth in his heart