Qin Siyang sank into a leather chair at the State Government offices, sipping a drink as he watched the surveillance feeds.
The huge surveillance screen on the wall was divided into dozens of smaller windows, showing live footage from food distribution sites across State No. 14.
Today was the first day of free food distribution. He had to keep an eye on it himself to ensure any problems could be dealt with immediately.
The crowds on-screen were silent, holding crude containers as they wolfed down black sweet potato porridge. It was nothing more than pig feed made from ground black sweet potatoes, mixed with water into a paste.
Qin Siyang had tried a mouthful. It was coarse, bland, and carried a strong earthy taste that made it hard to swallow, but it could fill a stomach.
That was enough.
Qin Siyang's free food distribution had barely caused a ripple on the online forums.
Those who could access the internet were mostly Sequence Ability Users who never had to worry about food or clothing. And in most Sequence Ability Users' eyes, whether ordinary people lived or died was of no interest whatsoever.
To those Sequence Ability Users, a news story about someone handing out food to ordinary people was even less appealing than gossip about the romantic entanglements of an honors student at an ordinary university.
There was hardly any recent news about Qin Siyang on the forums. Most discussions still revolved around his earlier feat of earning the [Five Good Student] title, or ranked him against the top students from every university to predict his position on the Wolf Cards at the end of the year.
It was as though Qin Siyang had done nothing at all over the past few days.
Qin Siyang could not help sighing as he