Beauvais Town, the chicken coop.
From a distance, it looks less like a poultry farm and more like a heavily guarded prison.
Tall metal fences surround it, with barbed wire coiled at the top, while security personnel patrol back and forth around the chicken coop, their eyes vigilant.
Inside the fences, chickens stroll leisurely, while outside the fences, groups of starving people beg for food.
These people, knowing well they won't get the chickens, can't help but keep staring, practically going crazy with desire.
Lin Yi looked at the Red Wine Commander: "It seems the food situation here is not very optimistic."
"How should I put it, the food you brought can be said to have saved the lives of most people in the camp," the Red Wine Commander sighed, very candidly.
