Chapter 501 An Unexpected Visitor

• After years of disasters, the survivors' craving for food had turned primal. Their sense of smell had grown sharper than a bloodhound's. Even the faintest scent could draw attention.
• Once they finished the now lukewarm meal, Lily made sure to wipe down the room with a cloth, ensuring no lingering food odors clung to the furniture.
• The sun dipped below the horizon, darkness quickly enveloping the sea.