October 9, 2027

The food was deliberately piled together, looking somewhat tidy. Compressed biscuits, canned food, and dry rations were each categorized, occupying a small space. But once unpacked, calculated by headcount and days, the quantity immediately became specific and brutal.

Xu Qiang spoke, "Five days at most."

He squatted on the ground, his head hanging low, fingers unconsciously drawing lines in the dust. Those lines were quickly erased by him, only to be drawn again.