Zheng Liang felt a momentary burst of fury, but he quickly suppressed his emotions and chose to wisely shut his mouth.
Xu Huo did not look at him again, directing his gaze into the distance, where it settled on Dai Wenqian. He watched the number on Dai's head jump from "5" to "7," then to "8," and then fall back to "6." It oscillated like this a couple of times before finally stabilizing at "5."
"Eat something," Kang Hong said, bringing over half a bag of compressed biscuits and half a bottle of water, "it's already the third day."
"Has everyone else's food run out?" Xu Huo took them.
"The man-eating flowers came so suddenly, who had time to grab anything?" Kang Hong said, "But fortunately, the instance will end tomorrow."
Xu Huo glanced at the man-eating flower blocking the outer wall, "When the man-eating flower withdraws, we can go back to the seventh floor to look for food."
Kang Hong quickly waved his hands, "I'd rather go hungry than face the man-eating flowers again."