People Were Born with Clear Minds and High Aspirations, Yet Those Born in the End Times Were Doomed to Misfortune!

Most of the time, survivors could only afford the luxury of eating around two to three hundred grams of dry rations a day to maintain their strength while traveling.

During the rest of their time, whether staying in caves or elsewhere, they basically survived by drinking water and getting through each day as best they could.

Only when they became too hungry to endure it would they take out some dry rations to eat.

But now, they had the emergency supplies distributed by the Rescue Team, and they had just returned from the gates of hell.

As the Snow Water melted and gradually began to boil,

steaming vapor spread through the chipped pottery bowls. Many people eagerly dropped the golden-yellow noodles into the hot water, letting them bob up and down like little boats.

"Phew, that smells amazing!"

After greedily inhaling the rich wheat fragrance wafting through the air, Cheng Fei's face was filled with devotion.

At that moment, just smelling the refreshing aroma from the bowl seemed to make the wound on his stomach stop hurting.

Just by looking at and smelling it, he could almost imagine the sensation of slurping the noodles.

Then, when Cheng Fei tore open the seemingly ordinary packet of seasoning,

even Lin Cheng, who was still looking after his mother, turned his head in surprise and sniffed the air deeply.

"What is that smell?"

It was a unique scent that was difficult to describe.

Though it was clearly a solid powder, it gave the impression of countless spices intertwined and blended together.

With only a cursory sniff, Lin Cheng could already make out more than ten common kitchen seasonings mixed within it.

But when the seasoning was poured into the bowl, the aroma suddenly drew inward, disappearing entirely into the gaps between the noodles.