"That can only mean she isn't lacking food at the moment, not only that, but she's also quite affluent!" Qi Mengnan furrowed her brows in thought for a second and analyzed.
She held a Fire Axe in her hand and had a megaphone hanging from her chest. Although she was chatting casually, her eyes scanned vigilantly from side to side.
The voice promoting the base had just come from the megaphone on her chest.
As members of the temporary search team dispatched by the Anming official authorities, their duty was not only to search for supplies but also to spread the word about the official base that was under construction to any survivors they might encounter.
Zhao Ziyi listened to her words with an extraordinary surprise,
"Sister Qi, not lacking food... that's too incredible! Even the top brass of Anming City wouldn't dare claim they're not lacking food!
And even if some people aren't lacking food, they still pluck the feathers from the goose as it passes..."
