Su Mo drank a sip of hot water and immediately felt much better in her stomach. She said hoarsely, "It will still take some time to renovate the interior there, it's a pretty big project."
Rong Bai's face lit up with joy, "That's easy to say, there are plenty of engineers in the refugee camp, we'll move them all over when the time comes."
"Has Lu Jin returned? What's the situation with his bunker?"
Rong Bai spread his hands, indicating that he didn't know either, "No news has come back yet, he's probably still on the road, maybe even on his deathbed."
Su Mo did not ask further, since her place was large enough to accommodate so many people. Although it would be a bit cramped, it was definitely not unmanageable.
At this point, Feng Yao interjected, "I have something to say. Half a month ago, the hailstorm killed a lot of people. Fang Ya's legs are crippled, and she lies in the tent next door hanging by a thread, while Lu Youwei has disappeared."
