Now they've been pieced together, packed tightly, wrapped in plastic film, and have become boxed meals supplied by Nestor Corporation, all stamped with the company's logo and the enormous words "FREE" on them.
There really is such a thing as a free lunch!
The construction workers summoned from other regions still grumbled a bit in the morning, but by noon, upon realizing meals were provided, their mood had noticeably improved.
Many even ate while crying.
More and more people began to cry; a decent lunchtime transformed into a place of tears.
They'd finally eaten their fill—finally, a full meal.
Han Zhikui couldn't help but wipe away his tears, which trickled into his rice.
He cherished the hard-won food and carefully scraped clean the bottom of his lunch box.
The North Silla people had aspired to break free from Modern Entertainment Company's control fifteen years ago.
After a fight that lasted fifteen years, the people here had finally tasted a hot meal.
