Could it really be so?
Jing Shu shook her head. The group that had just robbed food was still euphoric. They hadn't finished their spoils yet. Having tasted the thrill of easily acquiring food, especially after choking down the barely ingestible government rations, they would soon resume their old ways, shifting their focus to more vulnerable targets—like her, a "fat sheep."
There were also those like Jing Pan who had hoarded a lot of food, and even some youths, influenced by too many apocalypse novels, who had stockpiled supplies. They weren't short of food yet, and their situation hadn't reached a desperate point.
This meant robbers could consistently find something to steal. Coupled with manipulation from various factions, some groups even killed merely for sport, plunging Wu City into deeper chaos!
Regardless, for Wu City, which had endured half a month of chaos, this news was undoubtedly uplifting, immediately sparking heated discussions in the group chats.
