Clara sighed in displeasure, saying coyly, "I've been exhausted all day, and you never consider me. You only think of me when you need something." "Do as I said. Take it out." "Harrance, do you feel sorry for me?" "Stop with that…" "I don't want anything else, just your attention. As long as you care about me, I can endure anything." Theresa, hearing this clingy chatter, rolled her eyes. She left the conversation behind and joined her own group to eat. On Harrance's side, due to Clara's insistence, he reached out to gently stroke her head. "All right, I care about you. Please bring the food out." Theresa felt disgusted. Ugh—The fragrant boxed meals lose all their appeal. Disgusting. She watched Clara, a perfect big-sister look on her face, pull cans from her spatial storage for others. "I'm not eating." She tossed her chopsticks aside and went to Calvin. She disliked these people but had no reason to interfere; their actions hadn't involved her. Even if she had known Lily first and admired her, it didn't give her the right to play judge. She wasn't a self-righteous saint. Everyone had freedom of choice. If someone was wronged, it was up to the victim to respond, not her. If they didn't bother her, she would not involve herself. She decided not to think about them and turned to Calvin for a break from the situation. She also wanted to check her points. Seeing her leave, all of Harrance's team noticed the uneaten boxed meals. Kyle and the others each had two boxes and were full, but the sight was enough to make the others envious. Calvin's eyes darted around. "Theresa, you're not eating that?" "I'm not eating it. Disgusting," Theresa said. "Can I eat it then?" Calvin swallowed hard. Theresa glanced at him. "Fine, but it's only for you." She walked to Calvin, leaving without looking back, and sat down to rest with her eyes closed. Calvin quickly grabbed the meal. When he opened it, the variety stunned everyone. Golden-fried eggs, fragrant curry beef, karaage chicken, a large piece of grilled eel, braised pork with rare greenhouse vegetables like zucchini and cauliflower, all atop steaming white rice with soft, flavorful eggplant. "Holy sh*t! Holy sh*t! Holy sh*t!" They couldn't believe the meal. Chicken, fish, meat, egg, and vegetables—all in the apocalypse! The Blazing Sun Alliance's strength was just too overwhelming. Even Harrance's eyes brightened at the sight. Looking at Theresa, his gaze was extremely complex. These people's strength was incomparable. Calvin opened his chopsticks, smiling as he picked up the box. "Sorry, Theresa said it's only for me." The others' eyes filled with envy. If we negotiate with the other side, maybe we can get some too. Clara watched Calvin devour the meal, jealousy flashing in her eyes. She snatched the food from him. "Eat! From now on, you eat over there! I won't give this traitor anything again!" She glared at Harrance. "Harrance, I haven't eaten a hot meal in so long…" "Ours is the same. Eat up.""Then you feed me," Clara coaxed. Harrance froze "Harrance, food tastes different when you feed me!" … Meanwhile, Theresa had already checked her system. Out of sight, out of mind. She focused on her tasks and checked her points first. She had over 100 million points again. Immediately, she redeemed a zombie virus inhibitor. With two in hand, she felt reassured. One for use, one as backup. Safety secured. Content, she continued, checking other data.