Three days later.
The people trapped halfway up the mountain were starving; they were all skin and bones, and looked listless.
Some people lay on the ground unable to get up, while others lay on the ground, their fate unknown, seemingly lifeless.
Li Ming witnessed all of this and began to regret why he hadn't encouraged them to attack Qiao He and Bo Shiwu when they all had the strength!
If only they had done it this way back then, maybe they could have managed to snatch the supplies from Qiao He if they had tried harder.
But in fact, Li Ming was wrong.
If they had dared to attack Qiao He, they would have been beaten to a pulp by now, and their situation would be 100 or 1000 times worse than it is now!
Li Ming was unwilling to give up. He gritted his teeth, staggered to a few men who looked strong and sturdy, and said, "Brothers, you should have reached your limit by now, right?"
"Do you guys still remember Qiao He?" Li Ming whispered, looking as if he was afraid of being overheard.
He was genuinely terrified that Qiao He would hear him; if she did, he was sure he would get a beating.
The pain from being beaten three days ago is still vivid in my mind.
Li Ming felt uncomfortable just thinking about it.
"What are you trying to say? We all saw you get beaten up terribly," one of the men said.
"They can't even beat a few cats, let alone their owner," another man said dismissively.
Li Ming was losing face, but he knew he couldn't back down now. He had to persuade these men to cause trouble for Qiao He and then steal their supplies!
Li Ming felt that Qiao He and Bo Shiwu must have a lot of supplies, enough for them to get through their current predicament, and maybe even wait for rescue.
However, if they manage to seize the supplies, they'll have to be careful with them, otherwise someone will definitely get jealous and try to steal them.
"Brother, you know we really can't find any other food right now. There are only those two people. They have lots and lots of good food, and maybe a lot of medicine too. Brother, your wife must be feeling really unwell right now... I think she has a fever, and it's been going on for two days now."
“If this continues, your wife’s health won’t be able to take it! And what about the baby in her belly? Even if you don’t think about yourself, you should at least think about your wife and child, right?” Li Ming looked quite regretful.
He sighed and said, "Besides, we're only going to take some of their supplies, not all of them... I have a plan, you have to trust me..."
Seeing Li Ming's confident demeanor, the others were all stunned.
"What's your idea?" the married man asked suspiciously.
The crew-cut man also asked, "That's right, don't just talk the talk."
"How do we know you're not lying to us? What if you just want us to be your henchmen, and then you pocket the supplies? What then? Who can we complain to?" The burly man frowned deeply.
Li Ming smiled obsequiously: "Look where you guys are headed. Let me tell you... we won't use force against them, we'll use a softer approach..."
"What's soft?" several men asked curiously.
Li Ming spoke to them in a mysterious, low voice, and no one except the men could hear him.
Li Ming said with a smile, "So, brothers, isn't this method excellent?"
"Then I'll not only get supplies, but I'll also take over their shelters and wait for rescue. You can bring your wife and kids too; we'll share the hardships and the joys together!"
Upon hearing Li Ming's idea, the men seemed somewhat hesitant.
The man whose wife was pregnant, in particular, remained silent for a while, then glanced at his wife lying weakly on the ground, trembling all over, as if she was about to give up.
The man gritted his teeth: "I think your method is worth a try. Even if it's for my wife and my child, I'll risk it!"
Li Ming exclaimed in admiration, "What a wonderful husband and father!"
"Your wife and children will be very happy, since you love them so much." Li Ming was very good at flattery.
This pleased the man greatly, and he declared righteously that he would go and steal the supplies. If they could snatch the supplies from that woman, they could survive.
The other men seemed a little hesitant because they were wary of Bo Shiwu. It was in their nature; they could tell at a glance that Bo Shiwu was extremely powerful. Someone like him could take down a strong man with a single punch without even breaking a sweat. Could they really afford to provoke him?
Don't let the whole army be wiped out...
Before the men could figure it out, they heard Li Ming say, "Brothers, are you really going to starve to death here? While you still have the strength, we need to hurry up and get the supplies back as soon as possible. You know that the rescue team doesn't know when they'll arrive. It's been three days, and no one has come to rescue us."
"If we're so hungry we can't even stand up, how will we have the strength to fight Qiao He and the others?!" Li Ming's voice was anxious and tense, making the faces of the men turn pale.
That's right, Li Ming is correct.
They're starving now, but if they fight hard, they might actually be able to steal the supplies. Because they outnumber them! They have far more people than Qiao He and Bo Shiwu's group. Qiao He only has one thug, a few cats, and an old lady who's like a burden.
Don't even mention the old lady and the kitten; they're definitely useless.
Qiao He looked very slender and weak, and it was obvious that she wouldn't hurt much when she hit someone. At least in their eyes, Qiao He was such a weak person. Li Ming being beaten was entirely his own fault for being a weakling, and he couldn't blame anyone else. They were all tall and strong, with muscles all over their bodies.
However, that muscular build will soon be gone from hunger...
"Okay, I'll go too!"
"I'm going too. There really is no road left to walk on..."
"Me too! It's not our fault. It's all their fault for not sharing their supplies. Otherwise, we wouldn't have come up with this idea..."
Li Ming smiled, his eyes crinkling, and coaxed, "Yes, brother, you're right."
"It's all Qiao He's fault!"
At the same time, Qiao He also received a lot of hatred points from Li Ming, constantly increasing by +1 +1 +1 +1...
Qiao He helplessly shrugged. This man was really petty. He had only hit him a few times, why was he holding a grudge?
However, it's not a loss to send out emotional points.
Qiao He looked at her nearly 5,000 emotion points and lazily asked the dormant system, "System, how many more emotion points do I need to buy medicine to alleviate my mother-in-law's illness?"
The mechanical voice of the "Playing it Off" system remained emotionless as always: "We still need 5,000 more emotion points."
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