"No, no, no, come to my house! We have a big yard! There's room for a lot of people!"
Perhaps Su Mo's appearance was too innocuous, these people actually began to vie for their favor without reason, their murky eyes all lit up with astonishing brightness.
For a moment, Su Mo was also somewhat taken aback. She felt these people would start fighting over a bag of rice that hadn't even been agreed to be given. This was indeed strange—how could everyone in such a large town be this starved?
Within the crowd, only a thin middle-aged woman, aided by a young woman, made her way to the front. Her gaze fixed unwaveringly on the Volkswagen car behind them.
"Have you... seen my son?"
The middle-aged woman spoke tremblingly, her expression listless yet carrying a glimmer of hope.
"Son?" Su Mo looked at Lu Chen, puzzled.
The man looked equally confused, then said, "We're a team that's come through. We haven't seen any living people on the way".
