Meizhou Continent.
Last time, Chen Luo had ordered that the benefits for Independent Awakeners be more than doubled.
They received two jin of staple food every day, along with some vegetables and half a jin of meat every week.
That half a jin of meat was served in two portions, giving them a thick slice of meat every three days.
Now, the survivors from the Dragon Nation stood in line, gazing eagerly at the large iron tubs ahead, which gave off a tantalizing aroma of meat.
"Meat! It smells so good."
"If I could eat this once a day, I could die happy."
"By the way, where did Chen Luo get all this meat? Did he find a way to raise livestock?"
"Why do you care so much? Just be glad you have something to eat. Would you actually dare go up to him and ask where he got it?"
The aroma of meat drifted far into the distance. Whenever Chen Luo's people served a meal, some local natives would watch longingly from afar.
Some natives had a cooperative relationship with Dawn City, but their benefits were nothing like those of the Dragon Nation survivors.
The Dragon Nation survivors essentially received a basic salary. Even if they failed to find anything good, they were still given survival supplies.
As for the natives, they only received food if they brought back something good.
There was strength in numbers, after all.
The natives were moved to tears. Why wasn't I born in the Dragon Nation?
Dawn City did not drive away the cooperating natives who watched from nearby. If they wanted to look, they could look.
A native dressed in rags swallowed hard as he watched others eating thick slices of meat.
His name was John.
John's stomach growled loudly.
"I can't