"Follow this corridor and you'll reach the kitchen. I'll have someone guide you inside. If you have to wait in line, it's going to take ages."
Hao Qi knew that Lan Linger really was hungry. Before falling asleep yesterday, she had only drunk some porridge. Because she was utterly exhausted, she drank it and immediately went to sleep, barely eating anything at all. In fact, she had woken up hungry this morning. Furthermore, Hao Qi wanted to discuss matters with her shortly, and judging by the situation, waiting in line would probably take at least half an hour. Without standing on ceremony, he directly told Lan Linger, "Go on. Follow the soldier to get some food. Take two portions—I'm getting a bit hungry myself."
Lan Linger tugged at Hao Qi's clothes. Hao Qi sighed and patted her hair. In return, Lan Linger flashed him a reassuring smile, then went off to get food under the guidance of the political commissar's assigned soldier. Only then did Hao Qi turn to the commissar and say, "Besides my younger sister, I have three companions whose whereabouts are unknown. I don't know whether they happened to be in these eleven districts when the cataclysm struck, but there is a strong possibility they are right here. By the way, they are also practitioners of Ancient Martial Arts, and their strength is definitely no less than mine. It's just that they are all from out of town; their Mandarin is passable, but they truly don't understand a single word of Sichuan dialect. If possible, I…
Chapter 118