Chapter 8 Chaos

The amount shared by Yi Sanmei and Liu Er was the same as the amount shared by Shen Sanjiu and others. This was something Shen San would never accept. Even if it would be wasted, his people would not be the first to die. Moreover, they needed drinking water. Without water, they could only use blood as a substitute. Anyway, besides them, there were still seven people.

Just as they were selecting the next person, the empty bucket suddenly emitted a faint light, and there were faint traces of magic at the bottom of the bucket. Shen San was surprised to find that the clear water flowed into the bucket and immediately stopped the others.

After all, if there was enough water, it wouldn't matter if they saved some food. And since they looked like they were going to starve to death soon, there was no need for anyone to do it themselves.

Unlike Shen San and the others, Yi Sanmei and Liu Er had to drink blood to quench their thirst, which was obviously not a sustainable practice.

Water, they need clean water. Yi Sanmei tore off some of the hard-to-eat parts and threw them to the seven people who were already dying. She hesitated for a moment, not removing the bones, but staring at the bucket held down by Shen San, thinking about how to get water.

Even if she knew the bucket would automatically fill with water, Yi Sanmei would still have chosen to hand it over. After all, she had conserved her strength with steamed buns and had a few days to prepare herself mentally. Even if she had managed to kill someone to save the bucket, she wouldn't have been able to escape being attacked by the thirsty crowd. Furthermore, she didn't have the courage or the leadership skills of Shen San.

"Why don't we join them?" Liu Erxian couldn't help himself. Many people who have devoured their own kind would have their minds altered, but he was even more cowardly. Right now, he didn't even dare approach the food without Yi Sanmei's permission. Only when the thirst became unbearable did he finally muster the courage to speak.

Yi Sanmei was also a little shaken. But she had a premonition - before she could kill the prey alone, it was still possible for them to join Shen San, but after she made up her mind to get bloodstained, Shen San would never tolerate her joining.

Moreover, she believed there would be a chance to get water.

The pair of yellow eyes like a hunting lion flashed in her mind. She shook her head at Liu Er, who looked disappointed but did not dare to question her again.

Shen San also noticed the glances Yi Sanmei and the others occasionally cast at the bucket. Wang Laoqi and a few others deliberately blocked the bucket, using their gazes to subtly threaten them. The atmosphere gradually became tit-for-tat.

In the deadlock, the first to break the silent standoff was not one of them, but the seven children, already exhausted and almost paralyzed on the floor, barely recognizable as human beings. The person who had previously grabbed the finger bone thrown by Yijie Yi's third sister was so thirsty that he actually grabbed the finger bone and used it to forcefully cut the skin of the person next to him!

Blood flowed gurglingly, and the few who could still move gathered around the wounds of the injured and began to suck. After a few sips, they regained some strength and suddenly, with a fierce look in their eyes, bit down on the living person and tore off a piece of flesh.

One person started it, and soon everyone else was hurt. The injured screamed and twisted in pain, trying to escape, but the sheep surrounded them, preventing them from moving. Those who weren't squeezed in quickly noticed the blood flowing from the center and quickly fell to the ground to lick it.

Wang Laoqi and his group were furious at what they saw. Their fear of human life had long been extinguished, and now that they had personally taken a life, their hearts began to swell. He glanced hesitantly at Shen San, then, despite Shen San's warning, rushed into the flock with the other two and began to abuse them.

The pleasure of controlling the fate of others and the humiliation of being bound by others, naturally, the former fascinates Wang Laoqi and others more.

Shen San would never allow anyone to challenge him for position. He knew he couldn't survive surrounded by so many people, so he had to prevent them from harboring any desire to disobey him. Even if Wang Laoqi didn't take action now, Shen San would find another opportunity to intimidate others later.

Shen San stood up, holding the thin willow knife. The remaining five people who did not dare to follow Wang Laoqi saw his movements, and their eyes exchanged and flickered for a moment, but they did not move.

The person sitting near the bucket glanced at Shen San, swallowed his saliva, and slowly reached out to the edge of the bucket...

Everyone else was staring at his movements, completely unaware that behind them, Yi Sanmei was already rushing towards him, touching the wall!