Gideon could smell the rich, hot soup coming from the two 100-quart cooking pots. They had added parts of the Geysemire's shell, especially from its body, to make the broth richer.
It was enough to feed 200 people, which worked out perfectly since they could save the rest for dinner.
Delilah had used all the corn, carrots, and some kind of aberrant eggs from the shelves he had prepared for an entire month, and he did not even complain. The smell alone was enough to make him drool.
Still, listening to his residents talk about corn and carrots like they were the holy grail was strangely amusing.
It reminded him of when he had first started filling the storage with vegetables to improve their diet.
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Delilah was gasping, her hands trembling as she held the corn like it was her own baby. She brushed it gently and brought it close to her face, taking in its scent.
Gideon could clearly see the amazement and disbelief in her eyes.
