Tang Zheng touched the pocket on his thigh, finding nothing inside and consequently revealing a bitter smile. Once, that pocket housed a palm-sized, fingernail-thick little box containing essentials like emergency medical supplies, fishing line, and water purification tablets, but as his strength and physical condition had improved, those items were no longer necessary.
All he needed was a tactical straight knife to survive in the jungle, but if there were enemies, these supplies were clearly insufficient.
"I've got nothing but a survival folding knife and a few compressed biscuits!" Gu Xueqi said, her face reddening slightly. She wasn't a greedy girl; those biscuits were leftovers from earlier that she had forgotten to put back into her wristwatch.
