End Times, Surviving with My Beastly Army novel Chapter 209

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End Times, viving with My Reastly Army

Chapter 209 Dining with the Privileged

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To her, nothing those people did could remotely be called a contribution to the base

They threw their weight around the moment they had the smallest scrap of authority. Now came with special perks for them. No wonder they walked around like they owned the place

Maybe the mockery in her eyes was a little too obvious, because Serena flushed slightly and changed the subject quickly.

“In any case, for honored guests like yourselves, it’s only right that we use the best windows, Windows one and two.”

The cafeteria hall was busy, and Serena led their group through the crowd straight to window one, collecting envious looks from every direction.

The onlookers clearly couldn’t make sense of it. Who were these people, exactly?

None of them had seen this group before. And now, here was Captain Shaw personally walking them through the serving line, and they’d gone straight to window one, no less.

Windows one and two had meatballs today.

Round, pink little meatballs floating in the soup. People couldn’t even remember the last time they’d eaten anything like that.

With Serena leading, the five of them collected their meals.

The buns weren’t white flour. They were a coarse multigrain, yellowish in color.

The side dish was a dark, unidentifiable mess.

The soup had a few sad cabbage leaves drifting in it, two meatballs bobbing up and down, and a broth so pale it looked like dishwater.

“Uh…”

Robin looked down at the meal in front of her. For a moment, she didn’t say anything.

She wasn’t being picky.

It was just that in the nearly two months since the apocalypse had started, she hadn’t once made her mouth suffer. Sitting down to something this basic was a genuine struggle for her.

Ella, too, wasn’t moving. She stared at the plate as if unsure whether to eat it.

any

of it.

Only Martin and Drake exchanged a glance, said nothing, and picked up their buns and took a bite. Those two had trained in conditions worse than this. They weren’t going to be picky about

They would eat whatever was in front of them.

Chapter 209 Dining with the Privileged

And from pure habit, they ate fast.

Two or three bifes in, and half the Bon was already gone.

“Oh, Captain Shaw, what a coincidence What brings you here?”

Just then, an irritating voice drifted over from the side.

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Serena’s eyelid twitched. When she looked up, sure enough, there was Lyle, plate in hand, strolling over with a big smile on his face.

Only once he was right next to them did he finally “notice” Robin and the others, pating on an exaggerated look of surprise. “Oh. You’re all here, too.”

His eyes flicked over their meals, and something like jealousy crossed his face.

These people were actually eating food from window one. Even he could only get meals from windows three and four.

And they had meatballs.

Lyle’s throat bobbed as he swallowed hard.

Such good meatballs going to these people–it was a waste. He should be the one eating them.

Jealousy got the better of him, and he started in. “Why aren’t you eating? Is the food not to your taste today?

“Oh, I get it. After everything you must have been through in the apocalypse, you’ve probably never seen a meal this good. Now that you’re looking at what our/base has to offer, you’re too moved to actually pick up your spoon.”

He shook his head with performative pity. “Well. That’s the thing about people from small bases. That kind of small–time hesitation. Putting on airs at a time like this–you’ve really struck gold partnering with our base.

“Go ahead. Eat up. The days when you couldn’t get a meal on the table are over.”

Robin stared at him.

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