"Among our group, Jing Shu probably has the best situation. Let's see what Jing Shu can give. Is she really going to give those two pots of flowers?"
"Giving flowers? Actually, that's not bad. Su Malie isn't lacking food. You see, everyone has already given what they could; there's nothing left."
"What use are potted flowers in the apocalypse? They're not as useful as something edible. It would be truly embarrassing to give potted plants now. With water available, what can't you grow?"
"That's grass, right?"
"Giving grass is even more embarrassing."
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Su Malie blinked eagerly at Jing Shu. "Jing Shu, I always feel like you'll give me something I really like."
Jing Shu pulled out a small mineral water bottle from her pocket and handed it to Su Malie.
"What is it? What did Jing Shu give?"
"I can't see clearly. It looks like a bottle of mineral water."
"No way! Why would she give something as insignificant as mineral water? After all, her family lives in a villa."
