Chen Zhi's hand trembled as she extended it halfway before suddenly pulling it back.
No, she definitely couldn't eat it. What if it caused her trouble?
But she was so hungry, and she couldn't drink too much water, or there would be no freshwater left for later.
Chen Zhi closed her eyes to sleep, forcing herself not to think about anything and to sleep peacefully. This method was quite effective; she indeed fell asleep, but in her dreams, she was always chasing after food.
Braised pork, braised ribs, roast chicken, stewed duck, the steaming fragrance of white rice... even a hard bun would be great!
She didn't sleep for long, and waking up thinking about the food in her dreams made her hungrier.
Chen Zhi had no choice but to drag her weak body downstairs in search of food.
Nothing, there was no food anywhere.
Apart from some condiments, there were no other edible things.
She couldn't possibly eat salt; she'd probably die of thirst.
