Naturalism Church
495th floor, Zone C, Room 11.
In the living room of Long Yuehong's residence—which also served as a master bedroom—the family of five sat in different spots. They listened to the radio and chatted with Long Yuehong about his experiences on the surface.
Of course, Long Yuehong also knew that the review wasn't over. It was still uncertain what could be said and couldn't be said. He could only choose the daily tidbits that he couldn't be faulted at all.
"Brother, have you learned how to cook hotpot?" Long Yuehong's sister, Long Aihong, asked hopefully.
She was only 16 years old, and she was about 1.7 meters tall. Her long hair, together with her bangs, made her appear childlike. Compared to Long Yuehong, her facial features were clearly better; she was an out-and-out beauty.
Long Yuehong smiled. "We lack the necessary spices. The Supplies Allocation Market lacks most of them."