Anjie's gaze followed the direction of Ye Qiyan's finger.
Inside that crate was an assortment of fruits and vegetables giving off a faint fragrance.
Even as the governor of a city, she had not seen food this fresh in a long time.
But food was food.
In Anji's eyes, even as governor, it had been a long time since she had seen fruits this fresh.
But as far as White Snow City was concerned.
What it truly needed.
Was medicine to treat burns, not food.
"Sorry, Mr. Ye, I don't quite understand what you mean. Food is food, and medicine is medicine. How can you treat them as the same thing?"
As expected.
Was using food as medicine still too far-fetched for other people?
Ye Qiyan had no intention of proving anything, either.
He took a tomato out of the crate and bit into it.
"Believe it or not, these foods really are medicine that can treat burns."
"Don't think it's impossible."
"If even fire can rain down in this world, why can't fruit heal injuries?"
Anjie was momentarily taken aback by Ye Qiyan's words.
She lowered her eyes slightly, as though thinking about something.
Suddenly, as if she had figured something out.
Anjie smiled in relief.
"You're right. The world has already become like this. Surely a tiny bit of good ought to happen."
"We'll take everything in this crate. Whatever you need, as long as White Snow City can offer it, we'll give it to you."
Here it came. Ye Qiyan had long since decided how to answer that question.
He took a dark gold coin from his pocket.
It was a Train Coin.
"Do you have anything like this?"
"Is that... a Doomsday Coin? What do you need something like that for?"
Anjie frowned, seemingly quite puzzled