The stench was unbearable!
"Shall we keep moving forward? This place stinks too much." Xiao'er dared to speak only after covering her mouth and nose with a piece of cloth.
Using a handkerchief would have been too girly, so she had to make do with a piece of cloth.
The soldiers, upon hearing her words, rolled their eyes listlessly.
Move? Who doesn't want to move? Can they even move?
"What happened with today's breakfast?" Shangguan Xuanjun asked Lin Hu, the head of the cooking class, with a glum face.
Lin Hu shook his head: "I don't know, we ate the same stuff last night too!"
Last night everyone ate the same gruel made from grassroots and tree barks, and no one had any issues.
"Is there any leftover food?" Shangguan Xuanjun, clutching his stomach, asked again.
Dammit, here we go again! The stomach pain is back.
"I still have some leftovers!" declared a soldier as he raised his hand.
