Especially when his gaze swept toward the refugees lined up in front of the soup shed waiting for their serving, this feeling intensified.
Even though these refugees were dressed in tattered clothes, Lin Yi always felt like something was missing from them.
At this time, the person in charge here also hurried to Lin Yi's presence.
"Sir, you have arrived, today the number of refugees has already exceeded ten thousand.
A rough estimate, at least thirty-five thousand people."
Without waiting for Lin Yi to ask, this person had already recounted the situation of the day.
Regarding the number exceeding thirty thousand, Lin Yi was not too surprised.
After all, free soup distribution here would naturally attract the beggars from the surrounding areas as well.
Moreover, some of the civilians from outside the city might also sneak in to receive soup.
After all, in these times, having enough food was already a very difficult thing.
