Fresh milk!
Sweet, soft, and tender bread!
All kinds of sweet and juicy fruits!
...
As the de facto controllers of Dark City, the City Guard wouldn't neglect their own comfort.
In the warehouse, food and drinks were piled high like mountains, with even the air permeated by delicious scents.
For the perennially hungry citizens of Dark City, who never had enough to eat, this was simply paradise!
Little Nan and Leon had never seen such a spectacle. Their eyes lit up, and if the timing had been right, they probably would have thrown themselves into the pile of food and rolled around.
"Don't take the food." Carl's voice, like a bucket of cold water poured over their heads, snapped them out of their frenzy. "Take what's really valuable!"
"Oh!"
The two of them came to their senses.
There were only two of them, and even with eight hands each, they couldn't possibly take away a tenth of what was here, especially the food, which, although tempting, was relatively cheap.
