".....Is it logical for a wolf to eat potatoes and sweet potatoes?"
Master Fuli's face was covered in black lines as he scoffed, glancing around the so-called resource point.
This was a house with yellow mud walls, its roof tiles long gone, leaving only the beams supporting it. A tarpaulin was nailed up top, under which lay a corner filled with sprouting sweet potatoes.
Signs of life were visible on the floor inside, with some bottled water and damp noodles haphazardly placed under the tarpaulin.
"Emergency resources can't be too good." Tang Lian seemed to anticipate Master Fuli's skepticism and explained, "The emergency supplies here are meant for those truly in need."
"There were instances before when tourists found self-heating hotpots, sausages, rice left by kind-hearted people, and packed them all into their cars..."
