Countdown to the apocalypse: 11 days.
Lunch at the Special Affairs Office Cafeteria was as lavish as ever. Whether it flew in the sky, ran on land, or swam in the water, as long as it was edible and nutritious, the Logistics Department could get it for them.
So, no matter how tired or busy they were, every member showed up on time for meals.
The nation's commitment to the members of the Special Affairs Office showed in every detail.
Sheng An was eating.
In front of her sat a bowl of rice and three dishes: one meat dish, one vegetable dish, and a soup. They were braised crab-and-pork meatballs, boiled cabbage in clear broth, and seafood soup.
Li Xin had requested the braised crab-and-pork meatballs.
Jiang Yu had requested the boiled cabbage in clear broth to broaden her culinary horizons.
The seafood soup was Zhang Kun's choice. He was an enormous seafood fan.
Neither Sheng An nor Qi Lingwu could be bothered to order, so the kitchen put together their meals based on everyone else's selections.
Balanced nutrition, delicious flavors.
They sat on the left side of the Cafeteria, while Qiu Yu and Group A occupied the right.
It was rare for both groups to be in the Cafeteria at the same time.
Lou Mingwei from Group A glanced at Sheng An and the others, then deliberately started talking loudly with his teammates-
"Sister Xiang is incredible! Her combat power is off the charts."
"Of course! That's an ice-type ability. Once the meteorites hit, fires will break out all over the world, and temperatures will soar. Sister Xiang's superpower is both practical and valuable!"
"Brother Lou is amazing too. With his lightning-type ability, one blast is practically a bomb."
"That's why you need superpower people! No matter how strong