Yang Chengang gave his wife and parents each a short knife, telling them to protect themselves.

Common kitchen knives have suddenly become terrifying things.

My parents took it with trembling hands, and my wife asked, her teeth chattering:

"The situation is bad, isn't it?"

Staring at the knife in his mother's hand, the son's eyes widened. For the first time, he realized the danger and fearfully hid in his mother's arms.

Yang Chengang tried to appear relaxed, smiling as he said, "It's alright, I'm here. It's better to be prepared."

"real?"

"Really." Yang Chengang gave his wife a reassuring smile.

One who knows it's false but still expects a definite answer.

The other one, knowing it was a lie, answered without any guilt.

Deception is deception; neither the deceiver nor the deceived can prolong the deception.

Almost as soon as the words were spoken, a commotion erupted, filled with shouts and curses, interspersed with the cries of women and children, as well as the sounds of fighting and objects colliding.

The wife and her parents gripped the daggers almost simultaneously, looking nervously towards the door.

Those who reacted quickly locked the business hall doors from the inside and called on other tourists to find some heavy objects to prop the doors shut. The chaos came faster than expected.

If even one person breaks the rules and goes unpunished, many more will disregard the rules altogether.

More and more people joined in the looting, and the situation became increasingly out of control.

After such a major accident, Jerry knew he couldn't escape punishment, so he decided to go all out and forcefully ordered the guards to open fire. The bloody corpses piled up on the deck, waking the people who had gone mad.

Jerry failed to deliver on his promise of one meal a day that day.

It wasn't until the evening of the next day that each person was given a small piece of bread and half a cup of water.

From that day on, a small piece of bread and half a cup of water became the norm... a routine every two days.

This is so little food, it's not even enough for an infant, let alone an adult.

A box of instant noodles contains 24 packs. For a family of five, it won't last for many days... no, it will last for a long time.

Because nobody wants to eat it.

One pack of instant noodles a day became the family's daily consumption.

As the discussion grew, even their son learned that they were stranded at sea and wouldn't be able to get out anytime soon, so they had to be careful with their food.

Whenever his wife asked their son if he was hungry, he would always swallow hard and say, "No, I'm not hungry."

With red eyes, the wife broke the instant noodles into small pieces and fed them to her son.

The son thoughtfully fed the instant noodles to his grandparents, but they couldn't bear to eat them and gave them to Yang Chengang instead. Yang Chengang, still reluctant to eat them, then gave them to his wife...

After looking around, no one had eaten a piece of instant noodles the size of a fingernail.

"Gangzi, eat something. If you collapse, we'll have no hope left."

His wife, holding back tears, stuffed the instant noodles into Yang Chengang's mouth.

Yang Chengang was heartbroken but didn't want to show it, so he made grand promises to his family:

"Once we get through this, I'll take you out for a big meal—abalone, lobster, order whatever you want."

"Okay, we're waiting for your abalone and lobster."

The son interjected, "I want to eat sweet and sour pork ribs and braised ribbonfish."

"Okay, let's go to a five-star hotel for sweet and sour pork ribs and braised ribbonfish. We have to give them that face."

His shameless remarks made the whole family burst into laughter.

The son asked his grandmother, "Grandma, what would you like to eat?"

Grandma thought for a moment, "I'd like to have a bowl of hot soup, nothing too fancy, just seaweed and egg drop soup will do."

These were just ordinary words, but they made Yang Chengang want to cry.

There is no hot water available normally, so we can only make instant noodles when hot water is distributed.

It's fine if you don't soak it, but once you do, the aroma of instant noodles always attracts a lot of attention.

Yang Chengang didn't take it seriously. Many people living in the business hall bought expensive instant noodles. They weren't the only ones eating instant noodles. They couldn't just give up all hot food for the sake of others.

Besides, I only make instant noodles every two days. It's not extravagant; I'm just eating to stay alive.

In the freezing cold, with no village or shop in sight, even with the most frugal measures, food, water, and fuel were slowly running out.

Jerry's hair turned completely white with worry, and he looked more than ten years older. The supply ship was still nowhere to be seen, and everyone was in despair.

Another week passed, and despite Jerry's firearms suppressing the enemy, several brawls still broke out on the ship, and the situation became increasingly worse.

With no food and insufficient heating, more than half of the people fell ill.

My parents caught a cold and coughed incessantly every day. My wife and son looked pale and sickly, and they had all become emaciated.

Yang Chengang couldn't hold on any longer. He realized he couldn't just sit and wait to die. He had to save himself. If he didn't, there was no way out but death.

He went to the captain to ask if there was any way to save himself, since the captain had experience in polar survival and might be able to help.

Jerry locked himself in the captain's cabin, not because he had nothing to do, but because every time he peeked out, a bunch of people would clamor for food, drink, and heating, and he couldn't solve any of them.

The agitated and enraged tourists pointed their fingers at him and berated him, accusing them of inaction, of disregarding human life, and of being cold-blooded...

Jerry was in a real bind. He was supposed to be able to retire and enjoy his old age after just one more trip, but then he ran into this terrible weather...

Heavens above, someone please save him!

Yang Chengang failed to see Jerry; the captain's office was surrounded by people, making it impossible to squeeze in.

Seven or eight armed men, each carrying a gun, stared at the crowd warily.

The armed personnel ignore ordinary noise and shouting, but open fire immediately if there is any aggressive behavior.

Yang Chengang's heart sank. From the business hall to the captain's cabin, he saw dozens of corpses along the way, with no one handling them. The bodies were left lying on the cold floor, a disturbing sight.

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