"Is this enough?" I asked in a shaky voice. Showing the leader all of the rations that I've collected, I hoped that he would say yes since I didn't want to stay in this cursed place any longer than needed.
Looking at the things that I've laid out, he sighed and nodded his head.
"It's not enough but that's fine. Take some of mine to reach the required amount and head back." He smiled and handed me some of his rations.
Every time we finish a supply run, we would have our harvest checked to see if it meets the minimum requirements since those that don't work aren't allowed to eat. But those that don't eat won't be able to perform to their best so getting rations becomes harder. If we're discovered to keep our rations, we would be killed in the most painful way.
We don't know who will snitch so eating in the base was very dangerous.
But despite all of this, the leader was actually giving me more rations so that I could meet the minimum requirements.
