"Thank goodness we don't have to eat inside, it's full of corpses." Qin Yu sat on the ground, watching the boiling pot. The pot contained various ingredients, both meat and vegetables, and there was also another pot with rice. They weren't living in ancient times, after all, and this was an army - they had cars and naturally had food supplies.
It wasn't the first time these soldiers had cooked, so they were quite skilled. However, just as Qin Yu finished speaking, the food cooked, and tableware came out, dark clouds filled the sky, and it suddenly rained.
Jiaojiao's fur bristled and she fiercely pinched the soft flesh of Qin Yu's waist.
Xiao Tingyun subconsciously looked at Qin Yu's embarrassed face on the scene, her mouth really was...
Qin Yu: Is it my fault?
Surveying the surroundings, Xiao Tingyun decisively ordered, "Move everything under the shelter of the house."
