Facing his stubborn roommate, Bao Lebin ultimately just sighed and didn't say much.
He just hoped his next roommate wouldn't casually urinate and defecate everywhere in the dormitory...
And Martin, true to his background as a professional special forces soldier from the Lighthouse,
tore off a piece of bedsheet and quickly fashioned it into a simple yet sturdy backpack.
After hesitating for a moment, Martin still stepped into the mortuary's kitchen.
Although by his pace, he could leave the wilderness in less than a day, he still planned to take some food to replenish energy, just in case.
Two large bottles of mineral water, a few hard-boiled eggs grabbed at random, after thinking, he beat six or seven eggs into a bottle of egg liquid, and finally took two chicken legs and several extremely filling buns.
"That should do it... After all, I've only been here two days, taking more wouldn't be right."
"What wouldn't be right?"
