Chapter 195: Chapter 185: Wolfing and Gulping
Tang Moâs tone was as patient as if she were coaxing a child. âJust how much did Qin Ling suffer here?â The thought alone made her heart ache.
âIf only Iâd gotten here sooner.â As she thought this, tears began to fall from her eyes without her even realizing it.
The tears fell, drop by drop, onto Qin Lingâs shoulder, creating a dark, wet patch.
âWhy is my shoulder wet? This hallucination is a little too realistic, isnât it?â
Feeling the strange dampness on his shoulder, Qin Ling froze.
He bit his own tongue, hard.
It hurt.
It wasnât a hallucination. This was all real, happening right before his eyes.
"How did you get here? Itâs dangerous! Why didnât you just stay safely at the base?"
He released Tang Mo, a sudden wave of anger rising within him.
âWeâre trapped here with no way out alive. How could Momo come here just to die with us? No, absolutely not.â
Qin Lingâs tone was frantic, but Tang Mo wasnât the least bit angry.
"Please trust me. I have a way. Just trust me."
Tang Moâs words slowly calmed him down.
âThatâs right. This is Tang Mo. Sheâs so exceptional, the woman I love. Of course I trust her completely.â
"You go first. Tell everyone that no matter what happens in a moment, they must not speak. Iâm worried my arrival will startle them, and if theyâre too loud, theyâll wake up the guards at the door."
Tang Mo gave her instructions, and Qin Ling immediately complied.
In this kind of environment, no one could sleep soundly. Even Qin Lingâs quiet words gradually woke everyone in the darkness.
Tang Mo took a small table lamp out of her Space, turned the light to its dimmest setting, and switched it on.
The pitch-black room was instantly illuminated by the dim light, revealing a dozen or so weak faces.
Tang Mo had thought it through before turning on the light. Night was a good time to act, but complete darkness was also inconvenient.
The wooden cabin had no windows, so this dim light would barely be visible from the outside.
Besides, other than the two guards outside the door, everyone else was already asleep.
Those two guards were also dozing off. Tang Moâs spiritual power was constantly monitoring them. If there was the slightest disturbance, they would have plenty of time to react inside the room.
"Boss Lady??"
The men here had all met Tang Mo before. One by one, they rubbed their eyes hard, wondering if they were so hungry they were hallucinating.
âHow did the Boss Lady suddenly appear in this cabin?â
"Donât anyone speak."
This was no time for Tang Mo to exchange pleasantries.
She pulled a case of mineral water from the supermarket in her Space.
"Drink first."
All their voices were terribly hoarse, and all their lips were chapped, cracked, and even bleeding.
These were signs of extreme dehydration. Nothing else needed to be said. Water first.
Everyoneâs eyes lit up. âThe Boss Lady is a Space Ability User! Thatâs right, how could we have forgotten!?â
âWeâre really saved now!!â
Trapped here, the savages, fearing they would die too soon, still gave them a mouthful of water each day.
But it was far from enough to meet their bodiesâ needs, barely enough to sustain Life.
The agony of dehydration was always harder to endure than hunger.
The room was too small. Afraid of making noise, everyone crawled over one by one to get water. Then, without bothering to crawl back, they huddled together and began gulping it down.
Xiao Shiqi didnât even have the strength to crawl, so Number Two took a bottle of water back to feed him.
Xiao Shiqi greedily swallowed the fresh, sweet water, the despair and lifelessness in his eyes gradually receding.
Qin Ling also came over and sat with his brothers. He drank with one hand while the other clutched Tang Moâs clothes, as if afraid this was all a hallucination he would lose if he let his guard down for even a second.
"Boss Lady, is there any more water?"
Everyone looked up, staring pitifully at their Boss Lady.
Even after drinking a bottle and a half of water, Qin Ling looked up at Tang Mo. "Itâs not enough," he said, his voice utterly pathetic.
Looking at this room full of men who were usually incredibly tough, now in this state, Tang Moâs heart melted. âThese poor guys, look what theyâve been reduced to.â
She brought out two more cases of water from her Space.
"Drink slowly. Donât worry, thereâs as much as you want," Tang Mo said generously.
Then she took out some hot food from her Spaceâthings like congee, rice bowls, and soups, pre-cooked meals she had stored before the apocalypseâand placed them on the floor, creating a large, varied spread.
The aroma of stir-fried dishes was too strong, so they were unsuitable. Tang Mo didnât take those out.
She was usually reluctant to eat these things herself, but these menâs stomachs were too weak from prolonged starvation. They had to eat some cooked food.
Seeing this hot food, the eyes of these big men, all well over six feet tall, turned red as tears threatened to fall.
They all deeply etched the Boss Ladyâs kindness into their hearts.
They were starving. They shoveled rice into their mouths like wolf cubs, desperate to quickly fill their long-empty stomachs.
"Boss Lady, are you an Angel?"
Lao Ba mumbled, his mouth full of food.
He also pinched himself hard, afraid this was all a hallucination.
âHow can this feel so unreal? Is the Boss Lady an Angel?â
The eating capacity of ten starving men was formidable. Tang Mo continuously collected the empty plates, putting them back in her Space and replacing them with new dishes on the floor.
In truth, eating too much at once after starving for so long wasnât good for the body. But the men here all had high attribute values, and their physical constitutions were far from ordinary, so it didnât really matter. Filling their stomachs was the most important thing right now.
Besides, even if they really ate themselves sick, wasnât Tang Mo right there? She could just heal them afterward. It was no big deal.
Moreover, given their current state, the situation was clearly out of control. It would be unrealistic to ask them to eat less at this point.
After all ten men had eaten and drunk their fill, Tang Mo cleaned up the "battlefield," leaving not a single trace behind.
Then she took out some chocolate and some Intermediate Crystal Coins, divided them into two small piles, and placed them on the floor.
Tang Mo had already cut the Crystal Coins in her Space for convenience.
"Everyone take some. Focus on recovering your strength for now. When youâre more or less recovered, weâll head out."
Rather than trying to crawl out with a group of weak and feeble people, Tang Mo felt this approach was much safer.
The men now hung on the Boss Ladyâs every word. Incredibly obedient, they each took their share of chocolate and Crystal Coins, then retreated to their spots to begin absorbing the Crystal Stones.
They had actually brought a lot of weapons and Crystal Coins with them. When they first arrived at the tribe, they had been able to maintain physical dominance and held the absolute upper hand.
But after they were knocked unconscious and woke up again, everything on them was gone.
Without tools or strength, they could only remain trapped here, unable to even break through the ordinary wooden planks.