"Quick, quick, quick, how much water do we have left?"
"Anyway, I didn't bring much, only enough for 3 days, but we have fuel for 7 days."
"What about the official ship, how many resources does it have left?"
Everyone looked eagerly at Yang Yang.
Right now, everyone's hope rests on the official ship. If it has enough supplies for a month or so, we wouldn't be in a hurry, and we could carefully scout the surroundings before deciding whether to go ashore or not.
If the official ship also runs out of supplies... that would be terrible.
Yang Yang touched his nose, with an unreadable expression, "There's a good news and a bad news."
Everyone fell completely silent, their breathing becoming heavier.
