Zhang Su raised his hand to signal.
Kuang Miao quickly called to the people around him, "Hurry, everyone take out the stuff from your bags and let Brother Su pick; hurry up."
With a swish, the four of them took out the contents of their backpacks, but the result left Zhang Su and the others very disappointed.
"Seriously, is this all you brought for escaping? Hahaha..."
Zhang Su squatted down and rummaged through their stuff, which made him laugh.
"Phones, chargers, tablets, headphones, another set of headphones, a Polaroid camera, a notebook... and damn, a makeup bag? This is... well, this at least is somewhat useful."
The four backpacks were completely devoid of anything edible, only items that might come in handy in specific situations but were mostly useless.
"Brother Su, this... this Apple notebook is newly bought, worth ten thousand bucks; can I trade it for some food and water? Can't I?"
