Chapter 62

The time reached midnight.

The howling wind and snow covered the deck in a thick layer of white, and the temperature plummeted.

Su Yang stood before the boiler room; with enough coal for heating, he felt no chill.

The Captain and the Gunman at the workbench, however, had to exhale into their hands and rub them from time to time.

"Phew, it's getting colder. Wear more tomorrow, don't freeze," Qi Ming said.

Liu Wei Cheng did not speak, only nodded.

He was like a loyal guard, only concerned with following orders.

Before long, Qi Ming finally finished rubbing the bow and also rubbed over twenty arrows.

For safety's sake, he also rubbed two needles filled with opium tincture.

This stuff is a life-saving artifact; when injured, giving yourself a shot can greatly increase the speed of recovery.

He had also prepared some when killing the bear, but the needles were all with Jiang Yao.

After the traitor exposed herself, she had run off with the supplies.

Qi Ming had learned his lesson; he realized that one shouldn't put all their eggs in one basket.

"How is it? How many bullets did you rub?" Qi Ming asked.

Liu Wei Cheng opened both hands, then closed one.

"Fifteen... that's enough." Qi Ming nodded in satisfaction.

He then looked at Su Yang and said, "Keep watch until two in the morning, then the Gunman will come to take over. Stay safe."

As he spoke, he pushed open the door to the Captain's lounge and walked inside.

The second deck of the ship fell into silence. Su Yang looked at the Gunman still tinkering at the workbench, walked up, and asked, "Are there any more tendons? I want to rub a bow too."

Liu Wei Cheng looked up, glanced at him, and shook his head.

Su Yang looked disappointed. "If I'd known, I would have skinned the polar bear's tendons."

Liu Wei Cheng seemed not to want to stay with Su Yang any longer; after rubbing an axe, he put everything into his backpack and turned toward the stairs.

Su Yang watched his departing back and laughed in spite of himself. "I've actually been shunned."

The Gunman wasn't even acting anymore.

He couldn't even be bothered to put on the simplest facade of civility.

His mentality was far worse than the Captain's.

Su Yang glanced at the door to the Captain's lounge and returned to the boiler room entrance to continue his guard duty.

He was waiting for an opportunity.

"Calculating the time, it should be time for 'sleepwalking' soon," Su Yang said, looking at the clock on the wall.

Yesterday, Tian Yi's sleepwalking moment occurred around 12:30.

In this world without mobile phones or short videos to scroll through, bedtime was clearly much earlier.

Besides, having done so much work during the day, lying in a warm bed would quickly bring on sleepiness.

"Wait another half hour..." Su Yang mused to himself.

The sound of wind whistled in his ears, and the waves slapped against the ship, causing the whole vessel to sway slightly.

Strangely, Su Yang originally had a problem with seasickness.

His head had been dizzy when he first boarded, but after drinking a bottle of poison, all the discomfort had disappeared.

He couldn't help but suspect that this stuff, while looking like poison, was actually using poison to fight poison, clearing up his body's ailments.

Or perhaps it had paralyzed his cerebellum, making him dull to conditions like swaying.

Su Yang paced back and forth on the ship boredly, occasionally ducking into the kitchen to check the meat reserves, or running to the dining room to sit and rest for a while.

When the time reached 12:30, footsteps suddenly came from the stairs.

"Here!" A sharp light flashed in Su Yang's eyes.

A beautiful figure came up the stairs, her tightly closed eyes indicating she was in a state of sleep.

Tian Yi was wearing thick clothes, walking into the kitchen like a robot to start a fire and process ingredients.

Her movements were incredibly skillful, from cutting the meat to putting it in the pot, all in one go.

It was as if it were muscle memory carved into her bones; even while sleeping, she could do it without error.

Before long, a rich aroma of meat wafted out from the kitchen.

She had remembered Su Yang's request for snow rabbit meat and had specifically gone to catch a few plump rabbits in the afternoon.

After skinning and cleaning them, she hid them in the corner of the kitchen so Qi Ming and the others wouldn't find them.

Doing all this, she just wanted Su Yang to have a good meal.

Once all the steps were completed, Tian Yi plated the meat and walked toward Su Yang's room along the established route.

"Let's just eat in the dining room."

At this moment, Su Yang reached out and grabbed her hand.

Tian Yi suddenly stood still, and after a long while, she reacted and said, "Brother Su Yang?"

Brother?

Su Yang was stunned; when did his title get upgraded?

"Yes, I've been waiting for you here," Su Yang said in a gentle tone.

"Brother, were you waiting for me to cook?" Tian Yi asked happily.

"Yes, I also wanted to see if there was anything I could help with; I don't want you to be too tired," Su Yang replied.

Hearing this, Tian Yi was overjoyed and hurriedly took Su Yang's hand to sit down in the dining room.

Feeling the terrifying strength coming from her arm, Su Yang was startled.

He hadn't guessed wrong; under the blessing of her sleepwalking talent, Tian Yi's strength was at least five times that of an ordinary person!

Yesterday, her "strong man locks man" move had forcibly dragged Su Yang into a gentle trap, and struggling for a moment had nearly broken his neck.

"Eat up." Tian Yi carefully handed him the chopsticks.

"Thank you." Su Yang picked up the chopsticks, took a piece of rabbit meat, and stuffed it into his mouth.

It was the familiar recipe, the familiar taste.

"Is it good?" Tian Yi asked expectantly.

"This meat should only exist in heaven," Su Yang praised.

"As long as you like it, I'll go make more for you," Tian Yi said, making a move to get up.

"That's enough, I'll be full after this bowl," Su Yang said, sweating, and hurriedly stopped her.

He didn't let Tian Yi sleepwalk just for the sake of cooking.

"Oh." Tian Yi sat down obediently, resting her chin on her hands, her face toward Su Yang.

Su Yang was a bit puzzled by her behavior. "Can you see?"

"I can't see, but I can hear the sound of you chewing," Tian Yi said as if it were a matter of course.

Seeing her in this state, Su Yang couldn't help but think of the daily interactions of a couple.

Trust and reliance are subtle.

From the very beginning, he had targeted Tian Yi as a goal.

Everyone in the Death Game is vigilant; it's impossible to entrust trust to others casually.

But Su Yang was going to use her for his experiment.

His greatest advantage was his appearance; after gaining Tian Yi's favor, he attacked her heart step by step.

Starting with the initial praise, this was the first step of the chess game.

Tian Yi clearly didn't have much resistance to good-looking people.

Then came helping to collect ingredients, showing Su Yang's enthusiasm and charm.

This still didn't count as entering her heart.

When Su Yang was poisoned at night, it triggered Tian Yi's maternal instincts and sympathy.

Including the second day when she woke up in the other person's bed and found nothing unusual about her body, her impression of Su Yang improved by more than one grade.

A gentleman does not deceive in a dark room; this was Tian Yi's evaluation of Su Yang.

During the subsequent killing of the polar bear, Su Yang took the initiative to protect Tian Yi and killed several man-eating ghosts.

From here on, she gradually fell for him.

The Death Game can reveal a person's humanity to the fullest.

But the human heart is hard to control; you can never stop yourself from developing feelings for someone.

At this point, Su Yang had planted the tree, and it was time to start harvesting the fruit.

He finished the rabbit meat in three or four bites, looked up, and asked, "Thanks for the treat."

"I have one more request; can you help me?"