"Let's go."
Two or three ordinary people, using the excuse of needing to go to the toilet, shivered as they set foot into the snowy ground and ran to the side.
They picked up the steaming bowls, huddled into a corner, and opened them.
It was a bowl of orange-yellow hot soup with black pole-like things floating in it.
"It's warm!"
"These people have such good hearts! Drink up, drink up!"
The ordinary people didn't think too much and just drank the soup, only feeling a sudden warmth in their bellies, as if the warmth spread through their limbs and body, feeling indescribably comfortable, as if all the pores on their body had opened up.
After resting for one night, Su Mo and the others packed up and were about to get on the vehicle when a soldier came to report that three people's colds had gotten better, requesting to return to the vehicle for commoners with colds.
