Those who grabbed the energy bars clenched their spoils tightly, looking around vigilantly; the empty-handed ones, on the other hand, stared at the food in others' hands with red eyes but didn't dare to act recklessly.
In the corner, the half beastman picked up the two orange energy bars, tore open the packaging, and squeezed them directly into his mouth.
Idiot!
Seeing this, the other slaves couldn't help but think to themselves, for the next three days, everyone has to rely on the energy bars in their hands to survive. If you eat all the energy bars now, what will you do for the next few days?
Half beastmen are just half beastmen
Clearly brainless
The room regained its previous calm.
Time passed, and the slaves, tired from the day, gradually fell into slumber.
Qin Tian closed his eyes, looking as if he were sleeping, but in reality, he was communicating secretly with the Poisonous Widow:
"Has the Bailie Hunt Mercenary Corps sent the coordinates for the rendezvous point?"
