"I know some people still have food in their backpacks. I hope everyone can bring out their food and divide it equally among everyone."
As soon as Mr. Z said this, it immediately drew objections from some people.
Especially the man who had just been revived, he clutched his backpack tightly, "No, this is all we brought up ourselves, why should we share it?"
"Harry is right. When we went into the sea earlier, Mrs. Fu had instructed everyone to bring supplies. You didn't bring any yourselves, and now you want to snatch ours?"
Mr. Z corrected, "It's not snatching, it's distribution."
"It's the same thing!" Harry held his backpack tightly, afraid it would be snatched away. "In any case, my food will not be given out. I brought it up with great difficulty. Do you know my backpack was almost washed away by the sea?"
"But Mrs. Fu and the others saved your life." Mr. Z reminded him.
Harry was stunned and stammered, "Then I can give it to her, but not to others. What time is it now? Don't talk to me about unity. There's a saying in Huaxia: 'If a man does not look out for himself, heaven and earth will destroy him!'"
Food was a precious thing. Although one could eat fruits to satisfy hunger, those fruits were only the size of hawthorns. One had to eat several to feel full.
Moreover, for some reason, these fruits seemed to aid digestion. After eating them, people tended to need to use the toilet more often.
This made them even hungrier.
If they wanted to feel full, they needed the proper food he had in his arms!
Mr. Z looked at him with a vigilant expression and said helplessly, "Don't worry, I won't snatch it. Mr. Harry, have you ever considered that if we all starve to death in the end, and you are the only one left, can you walk out of this deserted island?"
Harry's eyes flickered.
"Now is the time for us to work together. Only when everyone is alive can we support each other and walk out of this deserted island." Mr. Z delivered some uplifting news, "The moment I landed, I used the wireless signal transmitter to contact the outside. It's only a matter of time before we get out."
As long as they survived these difficult days, they could leave safely.
When everyone heard that they had contacted the outside world, the matter of sharing food was not insurmountable. Thus, someone took the initiative to pour out their food.
There were some bread, instant noodles, small cakes, and sausages.
But for them now, things they used to despise were now a delicacy.
However, not everyone had brought food. Some were barely alive when they came ashore. Shen Qingqing had no food; she had only brought medicine and poison.
Everyone was puzzled. They seemed experienced in island survival, so why didn't they bring food?
After all, they were the first to go back and pack!
But no one dared to ask, and Shen Qingqing wouldn't say. After the others had brought out their food, Mr. Z and the butler followed, and then the old man.
To everyone's surprise, he had a lot of biscuits in his bag.
Although some of them were broken.
Then came King, Pei Ji...
All the food was piled together, forming a small mountain. Mr. Z used a small wooden stick to rake the food apart and distribute it evenly.
Everyone received some, and without a word, they clutched their food, fearing it would be snatched away.
Mr. Z just smiled, slowly distributing the food. Soon, the food was gone. He placed the small wooden stick by his side, "Eat this food sparingly. It will last us for two days."
Some people's eyes lit up, "Then we can just wait for outside rescue, right?!"
"Of course not," Mr. Z unceremoniously shattered his fantasy. "Although the rescue request has been sent, it's still uncertain when it will arrive. If we just wait like this, what's the difference from waiting to die?"
What if the rescue never came, and their food ran out, they would starve.
"Can't we just go find more food after this is finished?"
"When you're starving and howling, you go to find food. Don't you think it's a bit late?" Mr. Z smiled at the person who lowered their head in shame, then turned to Shen Qingqing, "Mrs. Fu, what do you think?"
"You invited us to come, so of course we'll listen to you."
Shen Qingqing subtly kicked the ball back.
The position of leader right now was a pitfall, and she didn't want to command this bunch of idiots.
Mr. Z sighed silently, looking at her with a hint of helplessness. "Then it's settled. Tomorrow morning, we'll form a foraging team. For today, let's get some rest early."
Although it was said to be rest, very few people could sleep. They all huddled in corners, their eyes open, gazing at the sea not far away.
Pei Ji watched this scene, sensing the dead silence in the crowd, and couldn't help but look at Shen Qingqing.
He saw that she was already curled up in the man's arms, fast asleep. The man had even unbuttoned his jacket and wrapped her in it.
The cold could not touch her at all.
Truly heartless...
Pei Ji sighed inwardly. He noticed Ai Qi also looking over there. Thinking of how this girl had wanted to follow Shen Qingqing earlier, he couldn't help but ask, "Do you like her that much?"
"I don't like her!"
Ai Qi reacted strongly and immediately retorted.
Pei Ji was startled. "But you wanted to go with her earlier. Why don't you like her now?"
Ai Qi looked at him strangely, as if she had thought of something, and her eyes flickered slightly. "Are you talking about pretty sister?"
"Who else would I be talking about?"
"Oh..." Ai Qi lowered her head and said softly, "I just think pretty sister is very capable, and I admire her. If I could be as strong as her one day, perhaps..."
She mumbled the rest of her words, as if holding them in her mouth.
Pei Ji couldn't hear clearly, but he knew it was a young girl's thoughts, so he didn't ask further. "Don't worry, you definitely can."
Ai Qi lowered her head and picked at the grass on the ground, saying nothing.
By evening, some people couldn't help but feel hungry, as they had only eaten some fruits earlier. So, Mr. Z asked everyone to eat some food.
Ai Qi divided her food into several piles and sent one pile to Shen Qingqing.
She was still asleep, nestled sweetly in Fu Jingshu's arms.
She whispered, "Brother Fu, please save this for pretty sister to eat."
Fu Jingshu glanced at it and said lightly, "No need."
"Brother Fu, pretty sister is injured and needs to eat well!" Ai Qi said anxiously, her voice rising slightly in her haste.
"Shh."
Fu Jingshu's cold eyes fixed on her, and he covered his wife's ears with one hand.
Ai Qi quickly covered her mouth, then whispered, "Please keep it, for pretty sister to replenish her strength. Otherwise, she lost so much blood, her body can't take it."
"No, thank you."
Fu Jingshu refused coldly, not even looking at her again.
Ai Qi returned with the food, looking disappointed. Ai Sen saw it and muttered, "You're just offering a warm face to a cold backside. Since they don't want it, take it back and eat it yourself. Don't always try to please them!"
"Ai Sen."
He looked up and saw Pei Ji looking at him disapprovingly.