"Free food is being distributed, free pancakes! Hurry to the town's cross street!"
Countless refugees spread the word.
For some time now, although the Earth temple provided a bowl of thin porridge every day, it was barely enough to keep them alive, leaving them starving with their front chest sticking to their back.
The tattered refugees arrived at the town's central street and indeed found a high platform set up with piles of pancakes akin to a mountain.
Instantly.
Their eyes gleamed, and they rushed toward it.
"So many pancakes, give me some, give me!"
"Don't push me, I'm starving to death."
"Charge and grab pancakes to eat."
...
As the saying goes, hungry people are half-human, half-beast, and this was demonstrated vividly at this moment.
Seeing this scene.
Qingwan's face turned pale.
Though her cultivation had reached the Qi-Condensation Late Stage after six years of practice, she hadn't practiced any spells and couldn't fend off so many starving refugees.
However.
