"No need. We still don't know when we'll be able to leave. You should collect more food here."
"Oh, right. My storage space is limited. Go with Hu Jie to the second floor and gather some daily necessities and clothes. The weather's been strange lately. I'm worried winter will be even harder to get through, so we need to stock up on some thick clothing."
'Hu Jie? Could it really be him?'
Feng Moxi's gaze sharpened. In her past life, Wan Wanxin had ensnared her with vines and thrown her alive into a horde of monsters.
Hu Jie had been standing right next to Wan Wanxin at the time. Not only was his expression completely blank, but his eyes held a cold, ruthless light.
"Huh? Brother Jie, why is this floor totally empty? Where did all the food go?"
"That's impossible. We were on the ninth floor for so many days. This floor... there shouldn't be anyone left alive on this floor."
