119: While you're risking your lives to escape, we're eating barbecue?

"Don't grab! Line up! Anyone who dares to reach out their paws, I'll chop off your hand and grill it!"

Tang Ran, who was in charge of guarding the base, was currently watching over a large specialized grill.

This girl was a real ruthless character.

Usually, she seemed carefree, but when she worked, she was simple and blunt.

Couldn't find kindling?

Without a word, she'd chop a solid wood chair into kindling with a few cracks.

Sparks flew!

The charcoal in the metal bucket crackled and popped, sending out waves of heat!

Tang Ran found it too hot, so she took off her windbreaker and tied it around her waist.

Her wheat-colored skin glistened under the firelight, and her abdominal muscles were clearly visible.

She picked up a boning knife.

Hand raised, knife fell.

That twenty-pound slab of premium lamb ribs was dismembered into uniform pieces on the cutting board.

No complex marinating was needed.

The thick layer of fat on the lamb itself was the top-tier source of flavor.

A handful of coarse salt was sprinkled on, and then the meat was slapped onto the red-hot iron mesh.

Sizzle—!

The moment the marbled lamb touched the high heat.

An overwhelmingly powerful aroma of meat spread out!

The white smoke, carrying a charred fragrance and a milky scent, kept drilling into people's nostrils, making their very souls feel numb with pleasure.

"Waaa... It's meat! It's really meat!"

"Am I dreaming? I can still eat charcoal-grilled lamb ribs in this lifetime? It's worth it even if I die right now!"

On the deck.

About a dozen girls formed a circle, their eyes practically falling into the grill.

Holding the freshly distributed BBQ in their hands, they were huffing from the heat but couldn't bear to spit it out.

They were devouring it ravenously while tears streamed down their faces.

It was so fragrant!

Crispy on the outside, tender on the inside!

With one bite, the scalding meat juice exploded on the tip of the tongue; their souls were trembling!

This week, they had been drinking watery porridge like dishwater and gnawing on tooth-breaking expired biscuits.

And now? Following the Captain, they were actually having a BBQ party in the Sea of Despair!

"Eat slower, don't choke to death. It would be embarrassing for our ship if word got out."

Tang Ran flipped the meat, her lips curling into a grin: "Following the Captain, eating and drinking well will be standard procedure from now on, understand?"

"Understood! Understood! Long live the Captain!"

One girl's mouth was stuffed full as she shouted indistinctly.

Her mouth was covered in oil; she was so happy she was about to faint.

This extreme sensory impact left only one thought in everyone's minds:

They had hitched their wagon to the right horse!

From now on, even if they had to die, they would die on this ship!

Not far away, Xia Mo was sitting on a soft chair.

Compared to the others' ravenous eating, she appeared extremely elegant.

Her long legs were crossed.

The black tight leather suit outlined her perfect S-curve.

She used a small silver knife to cut a piece of ribeye and sent it into her mouth, chewing slowly.

Her gaze was cold, yet it held a sense of composure.

This was how a human should live.

"Second Sister, take inventory of the stock," Xia Mo whispered after swallowing her food.

"Sure thing, Little Sis! It's all here!"

Xia Lai was directing a few strong girls to move the remaining raw meat.

This Gynoid was practically becoming the head housekeeper.

"Put it down gently! That's beef shank! Don't let the blood drip on the deck!"

"And that box of ribs, send it straight to the cold storage... that's the Captain's breakfast, nobody touch it!"

Xia Lai gave orders vigorously, and the deck was in perfect order.

Just then.

A low growl came from a dark corner.

"Gurgle... gurgle..."

The Ghoul Mao Mao was curled up in the corner.

Its body was bunched up, and its dead-gray eyes were fixed on the BBQ in Tang Ran's hand.

Saliva kept dripping down from its mouth full of fangs, pitter-pattering into a small puddle on the deck.

It was craving it! It was dying of hunger!

Especially smelling the scent of fresh meat, it felt like its Corpse Poison was about to leak out from the craving.

"Want some?"

Tang Ran used long iron tongs to pick up a golden-brown grilled lamb leg bone with tendons attached.

She waved it in the air.

Mao Mao's eyes followed the bone back and forth, and a whimpering of desire came from its throat.

A few timid girls nearby instinctively shrank back.

After all, this was a Ghoul, the kind that could crush a person into meat paste with one palm!

"Wipe that dead face of yours! If you scare the flowers and grass, I'll beat you, believe it or not?"

Tang Ran wasn't intimidated in the slightest.

She glared, slammed the boning knife onto the cutting board, and barked:

"Sit!"

Hearing this, Mao Mao actually sat on the ground like an obedient Golden Retriever, looking quite aggrieved.

Because of its massive size, the table next to it shook when it sat.

"Shake!"

Tang Ran shouted again.

Mao Mao hesitated for a moment, then tremblingly extended its sharp claws and gently placed them in the air in front of Tang Ran.

It even humanely retracted its claws, fearing it might scratch this hot-tempered lady.

"That's more like it. Here's your reward!"

Tang Ran flicked her wrist.

The scalding lamb leg bone was tossed over.

Mao Mao lunged and caught it mid-air!

Then it quickly hid in a corner, turning its back to everyone as if afraid someone would steal it.

Crunch, crunch!

The sound of chewing rang out rapidly.

That hard bone was as brittle as a wafer in its mouth, chewed into powder and swallowed in a few bites.

"My god... Sister Tang is so cool..."

"Is this our watchdog? It looks... actually kind of handsome?"

Watching this scene, the girls' fear mostly dissipated.

Someone even grew bold enough to laugh out loud.

Even a monster was tamed so submissively.

On the 0819, the sense of security was simply overwhelming!

However.

This warmth didn't last long.

"Help... Help!!"

A shrill scream abruptly pierced through the mist.

Accompanied by the sound of hurried, chaotic running, it shattered the laughter on the deck.

Xia Mo put down her knife, her beautiful eyes turning sharp.

"Everyone, on alert!"

Tang Ran reacted extremely quickly.

As she spoke, she had already grabbed the Spiked Club beside her.

The enthusiastic BBQ chef from a moment ago was gone, replaced by a fierce battle maniac.

"Who's screaming?!"

"I-I don't know... I'll go check!"

The girls also hurriedly picked up their weapons, staring nervously at the mist below the ship's railing.

Thump, thump, thump!

The footsteps grew closer and closer.

Then, five battered figures burst out of the gray-white mist.

Three men and two women.

Covered in blood, clothes in tatters.

Especially the man in the lead; his glasses were half-broken.

They seemed to have been hunted all the way here by something.

When they rushed out of the mist and looked up.

Everyone froze for a moment.

The modified ferry before them had its hull covered in menacing and domineering Bone Armor.

Under the glare of the searchlights, it looked like a crouching steel beast, radiating a suffocating aura of oppression.

What was even more deadly... was the aroma of BBQ drifting on the wind!

It was the smell of fat sizzling on charcoal! The smell of cumin and chili flakes!

For this group of people who had been starving for days and nights, to the point of gnawing on tree bark.

This smell was ten thousand times more intoxicating than drugs!

At this moment, a hint of greed appeared in their eyes... a greed that couldn't be hidden no matter how they tried!