98: Why is there so little in Chapter 98?

Lin Fan chuckled, stood up, and drew the dagger at his waist.

Walking over to the bag of bleeding roe deer meat, a cold light flashed across the blade.

"Rip."

The sharp blade sliced through hide and flesh, and Lin Fan cleanly cut off about ten jin of hind leg meat, weighing it in his hand.

Next, he picked up an unopened case of mineral water and pulled out a box of Tongyi Old Jar Pickled Cabbage Beef Noodles.

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Lin Fan patted the box of water, "Who told you to carry everything down all at once?"

Liu Gang froze, "Not carry it down? Will those people down there put up with that?"

Lin Fan beckoned to them.

Wang Qiang, Liu Gang, and Zhao Hai, as if possessed, drew closer.

Lin Fan lowered his voice and murmured a few words into the three men's ears.

At first, Wang Qiang's brows furrowed into a knot.

But after just a few seconds, an irrepressible ecstasy surfaced on his greasy, sweat-stained face.

Liu Gang's eyes also lit up, and he clenched his fists.

Even the most cowardly Zhao Hai swallowed hard, a flash of ruthlessness crossing his eyes.

"Understand?" Lin Fan stepped back half a step and threw the bloody roe deer meat in his hand to Liu Gang's feet, "Take these ten jin of meat, a box of instant noodles, and a case of water, and go down."

Liu Gang snatched the bag of meat, Wang Qiang hugged the noodles, and Zhao Hai hoisted the box of water.

The three turned around and walked down the slope.

On the beach, the scorching sun was fierce.

The sea breeze whipped up coarse sand, stinging people's faces as it blew past.

Chen Jian stood in the shadow of the reef, glancing up from time to time at the barren cliff.

Song Ya, pinned down in the sand, had fainted from the pain, the remaining blood at the corner of her mouth dried into a dark brown.

Su Qingxue crossed her arms, her lips so dry they had a layer of white peeling skin.

Liu Feifei beside her leaned weakly against a rock.

"Engineer Chen, they've been gone so long... Nothing's happened to them, right?" a male employee asked, swallowing dryly.

Chen Jian didn't speak; he had no confidence in his heart either.

What if Lin Fan really snapped and killed those three? What would he use to steady the people's hearts next?

Just at that moment,

"They're down! They're down!" someone shouted at the top of their raspy lungs.

The dozen or so people on the beach turned their heads in unison.

Midway down the slope, the figures of Wang Qiang and the other two gradually became clear.

When everyone saw the plastic-sealed water box on Zhao Hai's shoulder, the colorful instant noodle packaging in Wang Qiang's arms, and especially the woven bag dripping with blood in Liu Gang's hand,

the crowd went completely crazy.

"Water! It's mineral water!"

"There's food! And meat! Blood! That's fresh meat!"

The male employees sprinted frantically toward the slope, throwing caution to the wind.

Several female employees who usually couldn't even change a barrel of water in the office suddenly burst out with astonishing speed, stepping unsteadily into the sand as they rushed forward.

Su Qingxue also straightened her posture, her originally aloof disguise shattering completely at this moment, her eyes fixed intently on that box of water.

Liu Gang walked at the very front, pulling a sneer at the corners of his mouth as he watched his former colleagues running frantically below.

For the first time, he felt that Lin Fan's brain was truly sharp.

The crowd surged forward, directly surrounding the three of them in the middle.

Countless hands reached out, trying to grab the things in the boxes.

"Give me a bottle! Brother Qiang, I'm begging you, give me a bottle!"

"What kind of meat is that?!"

Seeing that the situation was about to spin out of control,

"Get the fuck out of my way!" Liu Gang roared, raising his leg and kicking over the person rushing at the very front. "Want to grab it? Try and grab it and I'll kill you!"

That roar of his, coupled with his ferocious expression, forcibly beat back the frenzied crowd by half a step.

Chen Jian pushed aside the crowd and walked in.

Looking at the water, instant noodles, and meat on the ground, his eyes also lit up frighteningly bright.

But he held back the impulse to grab, pushed up his glasses, and swept his gaze over Wang Qiang and the other two.

"Just this little?" Chen Jian's tone sank, "Lin Fan only gave you this little stuff?"

Wang Qiang slammed the box of noodles onto the ground and sneered, "Chen Jian, it's easy for you to talk while standing there, right? Why don't you go up and try?"

Wang Qiang raised his voice, intentionally letting everyone around hear.

"That bastard Lin Fan said, this is the greatest sincerity he can muster!"

Wang Qiang pointed at the things on the ground, "He told us to carry this trip down first. For the remaining supplies, he must see us release Song Ya and send her up before he's willing to give the second trip!"

As soon as these words were said, a wave of disappointed sighs echoed through the crowd.

"Why did he only give this little..."

"What about Song Ya? Hurry up and get her up there to trade for supplies!"

Chen Jian narrowed his eyes, staring intently at Wang Qiang, always feeling like something was amiss.

The expressions on these three men's faces, although appearing exasperated, hid an indescribable confidence deep within their eyes.

It was as if... they had just eaten a Manchu Han Imperial Feast.

"No." Chen Jian interrupted coldly, "If we release people first, what if he goes back on his word and drops rocks from above? We'll all be screwed."

Just at this moment, Zhao Hai stepped forward according to Lin Fan's plan.

"Engineer Chen, what's the use of talking about that now?" Zhao Hai licked his lips, putting on an extremely starved and thirsty look, "Everyone's been baking in the sun down here for half a day, our throats are practically smoking. Since Lin Fan has shown his sincerity, can't we first share some water and food to pad our stomachs?"

These words hit right at everyone's deepest desires.

At this critical juncture, they could even forfeit their lives; who cared about any long-term plans?

"That's right! Distribute the water first!"

"Distribute the food! I'm going to starve to death!"

The crowd grew restless once again.

Su Qingxue also walked over, looking at Chen Jian. Although she didn't shout, the urge in her eyes was self-evident.

Chen Jian knew that if he didn't release the food rations now, he would definitely be torn to pieces by this group of starving ghosts.

"Fine." Chen Jian nodded, turning around to maintain order, "Everyone step back! Line up! I will distribute it!"

To demonstrate his leadership, Chen Jian personally opened the box of mineral water.

A box of twenty-four bottles, and there were twenty people on the beach.

The scene of distributing water was extremely tragic; Chen Jian handed a bottle to everyone.

The moment they got their hands on it, people who were usually refined tipped their heads back and poured it straight down their throats.

"Glug, glug, glug."

The sounds of swallowing rose and fell across the beach.

Liu Feifei got the water, knelt straight down on the sand, and tightly guarded the bottle with both hands, choking out tears from drinking too fast.

Wang Qiang, Liu Gang, and Zhao Hai each took a bottle of water as well.

To keep up appearances, they also unscrewed the caps and drank half a bottle.

But looking closely, one could see their swallowing actions were extremely slow. Their stomachs were already stuffed with the bread and ham sausages from earlier; pouring this half bottle of water down made Wang Qiang almost let out a burp, and he only managed to hold it back by fiercely pinching his thigh.

After distributing the water, Chen Jian unpacked the instant noodles. A box of twenty-four packs.

"One pack per person." Chen Jian distributed them.

The dry noodle cakes were roughly torn open.

Everyone directly smashed the noodle cakes into crumbs, then poured in the spiced salt seasoning packets.

There was no boiling water to soak them, no cooking utensils, or perhaps they couldn't wait for water to boil.

"Crunch, crunch."

The sound of chewing was dense.

Su Qingxue squatted on the ground with zero dignity, feeding handfuls of things into her mouth. The low-quality oily taste exploded on her taste buds, and she actually felt this was the most delicious thing she had ever eaten in her life.

This was Lin Fan's "sweetener."

On this island, hunger was a beast.

When the beast was starved to its last breath, it could only lie down.

But if you threw it a piece of bloody minced meat, not only would it fail to feed it, but it would completely awaken its bloodthirsty instinct.

A pack of dry noodle cakes and a bottle of water went down their stomachs.

Not only did the people on the beach not feel satisfied, but their eyes grew redder and redder, their gaze fixed on the top of the cliff turning extremely greedy.

This tiny bit of carbohydrates had just entered their stomachs when it was instantly digested by frantic gastric acid; that reignited sense of hunger scraped wildly through their intestines like countless small knives...