Chapter 610

Chapter 610

On the quiet night, sea breeze was blowing, and the dark sky was lit with twinkling stars.

The cruise ship's energy storage was serlously damaged and was under repair now. In order to save

energy, they didn't turn the unnecessary lights on. Tonight, except for some on duty, most people

were eating the assigned canned food and drinking mineral water for dinner on the deck of the

cruise ship.

The benches and tables on the deck had long been blown into the sea by the storm, so they sat

directly on the floor in small groups and looked at the bright stars. They were all in a mess, but

eating the canned food could also brought some pleasure. .

There were more than 100 people on the ship, all of them members of elite squads except Chandler

and Crystal, The weapons they brought with outnumbered the persons here. The prepared

advanced satellite communication equipment were ready to give support at any time. However,

they didn't expect that there was no signal in this damn place.

After checking the food and fresh water resources, they found that they only had around more than

100 cans, which meant they could only have one hearty meal, and after that...

"Where did you get these fruits?”

Crabbie only ate one canned fish, and still felt hungry. The worst thing was that they didn't have

enough mineral water. Crabbie glared at the sea around them. They didn't have enough food and

couldn't drink the sea water to allay their hunger.

Seeing that Gary had a bag of tomatoes’ in his backpack, Crabbie grabbed the bag and gobbled all

of them to alleviate his hunger.

The delicious taste made Crabbie satisfied.

However, Gary and Alan looked at Crabbie with strange expressions as he devoured the bag of

small tomatoes. They did not scold him, nor did they have any intention of stopping him.

Why didn't they hit me? Crabbie thought.

Even though Crabble had a thick hide, he knew what the tomatoes meant to them now, so after

eating a lot, he felt a little embarrassed to continue.

Crabbie said awkwardly, “I'll leave those to Mr. Hopkins.”

"Why don't you try this purple tomato?” Gary immediately held another small tomato of strange

colour and handed it over eagerly.

Alan smiled and incited Crabbie to have a try. “Those red tomatoes you ate taste good, right? This

purple one should be better. Try it.”

Crabbie felt something was wrong.

How could those two who were usually bastards be so good? Normally, they fought for delicious

food, and battled it out until they were black and blue. But how could they be so gentlemanly now?

What's wrong with them?

"... Are they poisonous?” Crabbie finally asked.”

On the other side, Charles ran to Chandler and Crystal who were in a corner with half of a

“watermelon” in his hands and said excitedly, “It tastes good. Have a try. It's very sweet.”

As a young master who was born in a rich and powerful family, Charles had tried delicacies of every

kind. However, now, he was down and out, and only found a “watermelon”. He found a knife in the

cabin in the kitchen and cut it in half. Although its peel looked dark, Charles thought it might be a

new species. Without any scruples, he took a bite, and was excited and touched because it was

delicious.

Charles had the spirit, of sharing good things with his brothers, so he carefully carried the

watermelon to Chandler with a bright smile as if he was holding something treasure.

Looking at Charles who smiled brightly, however, Chandler didn't take it. Instead, he asked in a

complicated and worried tone, “Have you eaten?”

Although Chandler did not follow Patrick and the others to the island to investigate, he heard some

news that Gary and the others found some “fruits” on the island.

A bright smile hovered on Charles’ lips. This good-looking man nodded, “Yes, it tastes good. I have

left a small piece for Patrick.”

Then he looked around nervously and reminded Chandler in a low voice, “Chandler, hurry. Take it. It

will be taken away if it is found by Gary, those hungry beasts..."

Chandler laughed when he saw Charles who acted seriously but was actually a little silly.

“Charles, we'll eat it if you get through the night safely with no signs of poisoning or no diarrhoea.

Ha ha ha...”

“What?”

Charles immediately became serious. “Is it poisonous?”

“This fruit is a local product of the island in front of us. Gary and the others have picked some back

and are studying whether we can acclimatise to the food on the island...”

Charles was the hero who tested whether those fruits were poisonous,

Charles's face darkened when he heard this. He turned around, glaring at Gary, and cursing, “You

bastard! Why

don't you put a label on those fruits brought from the island. If I'm poisoned to death, I will haunt

you! Damn it!"

At the same time, Gary was coaxing Crabbie to try the purple “tomato”.

Hearing Charles's angry voice, Crabbie immediately realised Gary's intention and cursed, “Damn it!"

Such fake brotherhood. Damn it. Gary was plotting against me. Crabbie thought.

“What the fuck is this?"

Crabbie angrily grabbed a purple “tomato”, ran up to Gary, pinched his mouth, and stuffed it in. It

was his revenge.

Gary was unprepared for Crabbie’s sudden counterattack and was choking on the purple tomato.

He coughed a few times, and finally swallowed it.

Gary sat up straight with a poker face and remained silent for three minutes, as if he was thinking

about his past and was ready to sacrifice at any time.

He was nervous for half an hour.

“Well, I'm alive.” Gary rubbed his stomach, feeling no discomfort, and the sweet taste of the fruit

lingered in his mouth.

“Fuck you!” Crabbie punched him in the stomach mercilessly.

Patrick was in the control centre on the second floor of the cruise ship. Looking at Charles, Crabbie

and the others on the deck, he subconsciously gave a gentle smile. He knew that they were trying to

seek joy amidst

SOITOW.

Over the years, they had been working and risking their lives together many times.

No matter how big the challenge was, as long as they were accompanied by each other, it would be

easy to get through it.

Patrick's mind drifted away. He looked up at the starry sky and looked down at the vast sea as deep

as a gaping

abyss.

Christina faced all this alone. She needed a stronger inner heart and much more courage to

survive...

As long as she was alive, she would struggle for life.

Patrick had never been superstitious, but now, his gaze was fixed on the brightest star. He prayed,

“She can make it,"

It was 9 o'clock. Charles and the others were all very well-behaved, stopped making a scene and

resting early.

The soaked quilts and pillows were moved away, and they found some clean places to rest. From

tomorrow onwards, they would all get off the ship and live on the island.

That night, everyone slept restlessly. The cruise ship was drifting in the vast ocean. They forced

themselves to close their eyes and rest. They could not suppress their confusion about the future,

but fortunately, they all had companions.

The next day, at around 5 o'clock in the morning, a bright golden sun gradually rose from under the

horizon. The sea began to sparkle, and fish swam past. The sunrise in the ocean was amazing,

waking endless vitality.

Charles and the others packed their bags and were going to leave.

“The most important things are living equipment and lighting equipment. Everyone should take

some self defense weapons. Bring the empty mineral water bottles. We can drink the freshwater

lakes on the island.”

“Bring some utensils in the kitchen.”

Because the cans had been distributed last night, they didn't have breakfast this morning. Everyone

tidied up and made their way to the island immediately.

The morning sun made them less depressed. Crabbie elbowed Gary and asked, “Where did you pick

those little tomatoes yesterday? I'm going to eat much more...”

"I prefer meat. I hope there are wild boars so that I can have a try.”

They only had three small boats, so the transport personnel had to send them in small groups

several times. Besides, some maintenance personnel were left to guard the cruise ship.

Patrick and the others were the last group. He ordered the maintenance personnel who were left, “If

anything unexpected happens, explode flash bombs.”

Because their satellite communication equipment couldn't work, this original method was the most

convenient.

“Okay.” The 12 remaining maintenance crew members nodded with a serious expression.

Patrick turned to look at Rafael, who was already sitting leisurely in the small boat, and added, “If

you encounter any irreversible situation, you can choose to blow up the cruise ship.”

The crew members were shocked because they had never thought about blowing the cruise ship up.

Rafael seemed to have heard the conversation over there, and his face immediately darkened. He

was clearly in. a huff and glared at Patrick.

Such a ruthless man. How could he decide to blow up the cruise ship?

Patrick ignored him and continued, “Leave a small boat for a rainy day. Take care of yourselves.”

“Okay,” Crew members answered loudly.

They would take care of themselves.

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