Black Widow looked deeply at Dean and nodded, "Very fair."
Cheston En was greatly moved, his face filled with disbelief as he looked up at Boss Dean, mist forming in his eyes. "Boss Dean..."
Dean patted Cheston En's shoulder, then leaped down from the top, leaving behind a resolute silhouette.
The three from Black Widow also jumped down, rushing toward the food and water on the deck.
「...」
Time ticked by, second by second.
The smell of blood and the looming crisis spurred Black Widow and her teammates. Tapping into their potential, they transported boxes of food and water to the top of the cabin, carrying and hauling together.
Cheston En helped from above, ensuring the supplies were stored properly.
After three trips back and forth, the three from Black Widow, having not eaten for nearly two days, finally showed a marked decline in physical strength. They were panting heavily, their efficiency greatly reduced.
Inside the cabin, there was no longer any movement.
