Zhang Zian had left most of his supplies in the house in the Native American village. He had deliberately left his backpack empty so that it would be more convenient for him to search for things.
Even though the farmers had a meal that was similar to pig feed, he noticed that the guards did not eat while the farmers were eating. It was obvious that the guards had given them special treatment.
He kicked open the door of the nearest house and almost fell over from the smell.
Compared to the bunk beds in the farmer's room, the guards had two people in a room, each with a single bed. However, the room was very messy, with all kinds of garbage thrown around. There was almost no space for them to walk.