96: Chapter 96 What will you use to blackmail me next time?

In ten minutes, the three of them consumed an entire case of mineral water and tore open over twenty packs of various foods.

Wang Qiang leaned against the rock wall, his belly bulging high, and let out an extremely loud burp, his fingers subconsciously picking at the food scraps in his teeth.

Liu Gang sat on the ground, his chest heaving violently, his eyes becoming somewhat hazy due to the extreme sense of fullness.

It has been a long time since I felt this comfortable.

Lin Fan looked at them, "Are you full?"

The three of them gave a start, instantly snapping out of the hazy stupor of being overly full.

Looking at the packaging bags and empty water bottles all over the floor, their expressions shifted.

According to the agreement, they had come up to move the supplies, but instead they stuffed themselves first. If the people below found out, they would definitely use this as leverage to give them less food.

"If you're full, get ready to move the things." Lin Fan didn't pursue their wastefulness; instead, he pointed at the remaining supplies. "Make one trip first, return Song Ya to me, and then come back up for the rest."

Liu Gang stood up and patted the dirt off his backside: "You brat know what's good for you."

He turned to look at Wang Qiang and Zhao Hai, blinking at the two of them: "Move fast, clear out our half."

Wang Qiang and Zhao Hai naturally understood his hint, which was simply to move a bit more. They acknowledged and walked over to pick up a box of water.

Their movements were very slow, their gazes constantly shifting between the box of water in their arms and the self-heating hot pots on the ground.

When people are starving, their minds are entirely filled with thoughts of a bite to eat.

But once they are full, they will want more.

For example, which items taste better and which have higher quality.

"If the three of you move these things down and distribute them to those dozens of mouths on the beach, how much can each person get?"

Lin Fan leaned against the rock wall, his tone very casual, like chatting.

Wang Qiang's movements paused, his hands holding the box of water tightening, and Liu Gang also stopped what he was doing.

"This is our business on the beach, it's not your turn to worry." Liu Gang let out a cold snort.

"I really don't worry." Lin Fan smiled. "I just find it funny. Up here, you're eating good food and drinking spicy soup, with your bellies stuffed round. Later, when you move half of these supplies down and hand them over to Chen Jian, once he distributes them, do you guess you'll still be able to eat ham sausages tonight? Will you still be able to drink water in big gulps?"

Lin Fan looked at Wang Qiang: "Supervisor Wang, back at the company, everyone knew that Sister Wang's husband was just a kept man who ate soft rice, not even worthy of carrying your shoes. How is it that upon arriving on this lousy island, you've instead become his errand boy?"

Wang Qiang's face instantly flushed red, the veins on his forehead throbbing twice. Chen Jian's bossy demeanor on the beach over the past few days had long since stirred up anger in his heart.

"What the hell do you know!" Wang Qiang gritted his teeth. "He knows survival, can make fire, and can distill fresh water."

"Oh?" Lin Fan pointed to his own feet. "Is making fire that hard?"

Lin Fan stood up and slowly walked in front of the three of them. "You just ate the best things I have here. That taste is something that group down below hasn't smelled in a long time."

"You put in the effort, climbed the cliff, and bore the risk of being killed by me, yet in the end, the benefits have to be shared equally by everyone. On what grounds?"

Liu Gang's expression turned gloomy as he looked at the supplies behind him and then down at the slope below.

No one was willing to spit out the fatty meat already in their mouths to give to a group of howling good-for-nothings.

"I put in the effort, so naturally I call the shots on the stuff!" Liu Gang let out a low roar.

"You call the shots? Does Chen Jian agree? Do those male employees on the beach agree?"

The few of them froze for a moment, and Lin Fan continued, "Brother Qiang, has Su Qingxue ever said when the rescue will arrive?"

Wang Qiang was momentarily stunned. Wasn't this little bastard not planning on going back from the bottom of his heart? Why ask this question?

"What do you mean, kid?"

Not only Wang Qiang, but Liu Gang and Zhao Hai also stopped what they were doing, staring fixedly at Lin Fan.

"Literal meaning."

"You don't really think that one morning when you wake up, a tens-of-thousands-ton rescue ship will magically appear out of thin air on the beach to safely take you big shots back to civilized society, do you?"

Wang Qiang's Adam's apple rolled violently. How could he have never thought about this question?

Exposed to the scorching sun every day, looking at that boundless dead sea where not even a single seabird could be seen, everyone's heart was crawling with fear.

But Chen Jian and Su Qingxue instilled the anesthesia of "we'll be rescued soon" every day, and they didn't dare to think about the worst-case scenario.

Now, this shred of fig leaf was ruthlessly ripped apart by Lin Fan.

"Since we can't go back in a short time."

"Let's do the math."

Lin Fan stood up and slowly walked over to an unopened box of Unified Old Jar Pickled Cabbage Beef Noodles, raising his foot to kick the box with a "bang" right in front of the three of them.

"This box has twenty-four packs."

Then, he pointed to a box of mineral water next to it. "This box also has twenty-four bottles. According to what we just said, we'll split half of it with you. Look for yourselves, how much can that half of the supplies add up to?"

Wang Qiang, Liu Gang, and Zhao Hai's gazes followed Lin Fan's finger.

Half of the supplies indeed looked like quite a lot, piled up on the ground very grandly.

"Calculate again, how many mouths are down there on the beach?" Lin Fan sneered. "I counted for you, including Su Qingxue and those women, a full twenty people."

"Gulp." Zhao Hai swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his eyes beginning to glaze over.

"Twenty mouths starved for four or five days, stomachs full of stomach acid—when they see these things, do you think they'll politely eat only one bite a day?"

"Half of the supplies taken down and distributed to twenty people: for the first meal, each person can get a box of self-heating rice, a bottle of water, and a ham sausage. After eating this meal, what then?"

"Weigh these things in your hearts, is it enough for those twenty starving wolves down below to stuff their bellies open for five days?"

"I think facing the fear of death, everyone will desperately stuff things into their mouths. Those high-and-mighty female supervisors and female employees on normal days would scratch your faces to pieces over half a pack of biscuits. In no more than three days, these supplies won't even have a plastic packaging bag left!"

"When that time comes, what will you do?" Lin Fan asked word by word directly. "Once the food is eaten, if rescue still hasn't come, the oysters and hermit crabs on the island would have long been hunted to extinction by you guys."

"You're coming back up to find me? What will you use to threaten me next time?"