Chapter 221: The Living in Dungeons Weren't Just People
Like Capital City, Ting City had seen a sharp decline in the number of people going out. But at the government's call, some shops had still opened their doors. After all, it was broad daylight, and patrol cars were still out on the streets.
When they reached the outside of the residential compound, Xu Huo took the flowerpot from the painted woman and handed her a card. "Buy whatever you want, but don't spend more than five thousand. Consider it an overtime bonus."
The painted woman wiped away her tears and turned toward the Mall.
He carried the flowers back to his rented apartment. Just as he took out his keys, the door across the hall opened, and Yuan Yao rushed out with his arms spread wide, ready to hug him. "Brother Xu, you're finally back!"
Xu Huo stopped him with a foot, then glanced at his dark circles and sunken cheeks. "Are you okay?"
"I've had it so rough!" Yuan Yao burst into tears. "I haven't eaten in days, and no one's delivering food. If you hadn't come back, I would've starved to death!"
Xu Huo unlocked the door and let him in. The moment Yuan Yao stepped inside, he made a beeline for the fridge and started pulling out snacks and dried fruit.
They were all things Xu Huo had bought for the painted woman.
Xu Huo poured him a glass of water, then sat down to watch him eat.
Shoving food into his mouth, Yuan Yao mumbled, "I took my parents to the countryside to stay safe. During the Outer District Players' invasion, I was too scared to even sleep. As soon as they finally left, it was time for me to enter a Dungeon."
"I went in