Bundled Live Broadcast: I told you not to go too crazy!

Chapter 197: Faraway Cruise (12)

“Anything is fine, no appetite”

As he spoke, Shi Yunan took out another set of compressed biscuits from the space.

"Do you want to eat? If not, I have other ones."

"I feel like I'm getting fat after eating compressed biscuits every day"

Qiu Shui had a bitter face and pinched his waist with both hands in frustration.

It was as if he was checking whether his waist was still that of a male dog. If he got fatter, his sister would be disgusted when she woke up.

Shi Yunan looked him up and down, and found that he was still tall and slender, with no changes.

"It's OK, I'm not fat either"

After Shi Yunan finished speaking, he picked up the grapes on the table and started eating them.

This is what Qiu Shui just took out. This guy is really willing to spend money on food.

The grapes are Sunshine Rose, the seedless kind.

"Don't eat compressed biscuits tonight. Do you have anything else to eat?"

After Qiu Shui confirmed that he was indeed not fat, he sat down on another stool.

Shi Yunan flipped through his backpack and asked, "Self-heating hot pot, want to eat?"

"No, it smells too strong. If I take it out at this time, I'll die quickly."

"Are you afraid?" Shi Yunan raised his eyebrows.

"I'm not afraid, I just hate trouble."

As Qiu Shui spoke, he also picked up a grape and put it in his mouth.

Sweet and full of moisture.

It seems that I can buy a few more kilograms to try after the copy comes out, Qiu Shui thought.

“Raisin bread, do you want to eat it?”

Shi Yunan found the bag of bread that he used to open the door with the wire last time, took it out and handed it to Qiu Shui.

Time stands still in the backpack, so food put in it won't go bad.

"Sure. Huh? Buy one get three free on discounted items?"

Qiu Shui opened the bag and was about to eat it when he saw a line of red words on the outside of the bag with a yellow barcode.

"…Isn't it possible that the bread you bought was expired?"

"It's not expired yet, but it will be soon. If you don't eat it today, it will expire tomorrow."

Shi Yunan said this calmly and opened another bag of matcha bread.

It was cut into slices like toast, and the rich aroma of matcha wafted out.

You can't be picky when eating other people's food. Qiu Shui thought for less than a second, opened the bag, took out the bread and started eating.

After eating, Qiu Shui went back first.

Shi Yunan looked at the little water left in the bathroom bucket and thought that he hadn't taken a shower for two days.

He decided to take some water from his backpack and wash himself briefly, then changed into his pajamas again, covered his head with the quilt and went to sleep.

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"Squeak, squeak, squeak..."

When I was half asleep, I suddenly heard a friction sound outside the window.

Shi Yunan opened his eyes and saw a black shadow flash by quickly.

He immediately stood up and ran to the window, but the shadow had disappeared.

Even the squeaking friction sound just now disappeared.

If we rule out the possibility that someone is playing tricks outside the window, then there is a high probability that it is a monster in the dungeon.

When you think of the scene where the sailors threw people into the sea, all you could hear was a splash, and no cries for help or shouts, which they never heard before.

No matter whether a person is alive or dead, once thrown into the sea, all you can hear is a splash, as if the person has sunk to the bottom as soon as he is thrown in.

There was no movement in the sea.

Shi Yunan thought quickly in his mind and decided to wait until daytime to go to the deck to take a look.

The next morning, he and Qiu Shui went out wearing headscarves.

This is the third time the deck has come. The first time was when I first entered the dungeon, and the second time was during the meeting.

Shi Yunan held an umbrella and walked to the deck railing. The sailors were patrolling the deck in groups of two.

Seeing that the badge said minor nobility, the sailors no longer paid any attention.

Shi Yunan looked down at the sea. The water was still dark blue, and the red paint seemed to have faded from the canvas.

A wave hit the hull, the huge cruise ship shook slightly, and then slowly moved forward steadily on the sea.

"Hello, I would like to ask, how long will it take to reach the island now?"

Qiu Shui stopped one of the patrolling sailors and asked.

"It's less than a third of the way there. We'll broadcast a notification when it's almost there."

The sailor who was stopped originally looked very impatient, but when he saw that it was the young noble, his attitude became a little better.

Qiu Shui nodded, thanked him, and walked to Shi Yunan.

"It's the eighth day, and we're only less than a third of the way there. The food and water on the boat are not enough to make it to the island."

Qiu Shui said in a low voice.

Only a little bit of minced meat was added to the multi-grain steamed buns last night, and there was still only a little water source, so neither he nor Shi Yunan wanted it.

"The dungeon never thought about having enough food for us from the beginning, otherwise the store wouldn't be locked."

Shi Yunan withdrew his gaze from the sea, looked at Qiu Shui and spoke slowly.

There was nothing visible on the sea, it was very calm.

"Come over here! You evil dog slaves! Living is such a waste of air!"

Two sailors came over with several women and pushed them heavily onto the deck, causing several of them to fall to the ground.

"You will live here from now on, don't even think about the room!"

After the sailor finished speaking viciously, he spat and left.

The women huddled against the deck railing, facing the huge sun overhead, and looked panicked.

It was only then that Shi Yunan discovered that there were actually many such human slaves on the deck.

They lost the right to live in the cabin and could only stay on the deck.

After a long time, their faces became sunburned and their lips became cracked and chapped.

There were not only women on the deck, but also men, the elderly, and some children.

"They..." Qiu Shui's pupils suddenly shrank. He couldn't believe that even such young children, just infants, were driven out.

As a tiny ball, I could only snuggle in my parents' arms, using their embrace to protect me from the scorching sun.

At this time, a woman in the crowd started crying.

"Please, give us a drink of water! Even a little! My husband is dying of thirst!"

"If you want to die of thirst, then die of thirst! Do you think you are the only ones? There are so many people dying of thirst on this ship. If you really can't stand it, just drink sea water!"

The sailor, whose trouser leg was pulled, impatiently kicked the woman to the ground and smashed the bucket in his hand on the woman's head without any mercy.

Soon, the woman was beaten to death, and the wooden barrel stained with her blood rolled to her husband's feet.

The man weakly raised his eyes to take a look, then closed them weakly again. He was almost out of breath and could die at any time in the next second.

The people next to them had numb eyes. After watching this farce, they turned their heads and curled up.

After venting his anger, the sailor snorted coldly and left.

The woman lay on the ground, wanting to cry, but her body, which had been dehydrated for a long time, could not even shed tears.

"I, I'll go get you some water, it'll be quick, don't worry, don't walk so fast, wait for me."

The woman murmured softly.