"Yes," Yuan Xin replied with a calm nod. "We want to ensure that your stay here is as comfortable as possible. Your meal will be prepared according to any dietary restrictions or preferences you might have."
The soldiers exchanged glances.
This level of hospitality was unheard of in the apocalyptic world.
Most bases they visited barely had enough food to feed their residents, let alone accommodate guests with personalized meals.
"I don't have any allergies," Liu Feng said. "Just something hearty and filling will do."
The others quickly followed suit, each expressing their preferences.
Yuan Xin noted them down carefully, making sure to accommodate any requests.
"Thank you, gentlemen. I will have your meals brought to you shortly." With that, Yuan Xin gave them a polite bow and left them to their own devices.
After Yuan Xin left, the soldiers took a few moments to absorb their surroundings.
