Li Yu thought about these things at the mountaintop, unknown to the people at the base.
The night grew late, and Li Yu went back to his room to rest.
The next morning came early.
Second Uncle came to find him, his expression tense. The first words he said were, "Li Yu, our firearms and ammunition are now only one-tenth of what we initially had."
Li Yu was eating breakfast when he heard this and was startled.
During this period, he had indeed relaxed too much and hadn't noticed this issue.
It made sense, though; after facing that wave of a thousand refugees, they had used quite a lot of bullets.
Second Uncle originally did not have the keys to the warehouse, but seeing how Li Yu had become lax recently, caring less about many matters,
he felt anxious as he watched.
