The dining area was exclusively designated for the navy officers and men, and it was crowded with a sea of people.
Each person had a metal plate in front of them filled with rice, fish, vegetables, and even an orange or apple distributed to everyone.
Yet two individuals in sailor's uniforms seemed somewhat out of place among the dining naval officers.
"No more talking, let's eat!"
Standing at the end of the dining table, a person who looked like the canteen's big brother with a large ladle waved his spoon in the air.
The crowd, which had just been silent and focused, immediately began to move, and the atmosphere in the dining hall swiftly shifted from serious to relaxed.
The sailors on the Ark had noticeably fewer constraints compared to some of the stricter army units; they were free to chat and even switch seats while eating.
"Look at them, they're really enjoying their food..."
