After thinking for a moment, Henry Clark took out a box of compressed biscuits from his PSK waist bag.

Whenever there was food in sight, Ashley Grant's eyes would light up, but this time Henry Clark didn't give her the biscuits.

Henry Clark used a stick to pick down a lunchbox, opened the lid, took out most of the meat pieces inside, and then put two small pieces of compressed biscuits into the lunchbox.

Ashley Grant looked at Henry Clark in confusion, and Henry Clark smiled, saying, "Just wait a bit, you'll be able to eat soon."

Ashley Grant nodded vigorously, then continued to stare at the lunchbox.

After ten minutes, Henry Clark picked up the lunchbox again, and under Ashley Grant's extremely expectant gaze, after opening the lid, Henry Clark placed it on the stone slab beside him.

Henry Clark didn't eat himself, nor did he intend to let Ashley Grant eat.

Staring intently at the lunchbox, Ashley Grant was a bit dumbfounded. She stared blankly at Henry Clark, looking very surprised.

"How can you be like this..."

She couldn't help but complain, because Ashley Grant was just too hungry.

Henry Clark smiled and said, "Don't worry, it's all yours, but you can't eat it yet."

"Why can't I eat it?"

"It's too hot."

Ashley Grant swallowed hard, pleading, "I'm not afraid of it being hot! Can I just eat it slowly?"

Henry Clark ignored Ashley Grant, because at this point, no reasoning would work. In front of someone truly on the verge of starving, having food but not giving it to them simply can't be explained.

So it was better to say nothing at all, no need to explain.

Ashley Grant really couldn't hold back anymore, but she was too embarrassed to beg Henry Clark, so after holding it in for a long time, she finally said, "Is it okay now?"

"Is it ready?"

"It should be fine now, right?"

"I think it's okay now."

The stone slab was very cool, which helped the lunchbox cool down faster. After enduring another ten minutes under Ashley Grant's urging, the always-silent Henry Clark finally reached out and touched the lunchbox.

It was still a bit hot, but not enough to burn. So Henry Clark took out a folding spoon from his bag, opened it, and placed it in the lunchbox.

He lifted the lunchbox, and under Ashley Grant's extremely expectant gaze, Henry Clark said very seriously, "This is for you, but I warn you, you must eat with the spoon. If you dare to pick up the lunchbox and pour it straight into your mouth, I'll take it away and not let you eat. Understand?"

"Understood, understood!"

Henry Clark handed over the lunchbox.

The compressed biscuits had already turned into porridge, giving off a tempting aroma, and there were a few pieces of meat in the porridge made from the dissolved biscuits.

Ashley Grant took the lunchbox, and at least she hadn't forgotten Henry Clark's warning, only using the spoon to scoop the porridge into her mouth one spoonful at a time.

"It's so delicious, mm, so delicious!"

Henry Clark was very impressed with his own foresight. He was now absolutely certain that if he had handed the scalding hot porridge to Ashley Grant just now, Ashley Grant would have dared to gulp it all down in one go. In that case, even if it didn't burn her to death, she'd lose a layer of skin. And if he hadn't insisted that Ashley Grant finish the porridge with a spoon, even if it wasn't that hot anymore, if Ashley Grant gulped it down in one go, her mouth might be fine but her stomach couldn't handle it.

Never underestimate how much a starving person craves food.

A box of porridge was quickly finished, and then Ashley Grant licked her lips, looking at Henry Clark with longing eyes.

"Don't look at me, you can't eat anymore. The rest isn't for you."

While putting cabbage into the meat soup, Henry Clark ruthlessly shattered Ashley Grant's hopes.

Ashley Grant was shocked.

"Why! You still have so much meat!"

Henry Clark said very seriously, "It's for your own good. You haven't had a full meal in a long time. If I let you eat as much as you want, do you believe you could eat yourself to death?"

"Impossible, I'm not stupid."

"Enough, I already felt bad taking out the compressed biscuits, okay? There's fresh meat but I didn't let you eat it, and instead gave you the precious, long-lasting, life-saving compressed biscuits. Isn't it because I'm afraid you'll make yourself sick? Alright, if you don't want to watch me eat, just go somewhere else."

Ashley Grant looked at Henry Clark with pitiful eyes, and Henry Clark said helplessly, "Don't forget what I said: follow orders in everything."

It had to be admitted, Ashley Grant was a very smart and sensible girl.

"I'll just watch, just watch you eat."

Henry Clark took the lunchbox, and with chopsticks he had whittled from a stick, picked up a piece of meat.

Ashley Grant couldn't help but open her mouth, staring at Henry Clark without blinking. When Henry Clark put the meat in his mouth, she couldn't help but lean forward a little.

Henry Clark finally put the meat in his mouth, but soon after, he frowned.

"What's wrong?"

"It's not tasty."

"Not tasty? Impossible!"

"Really, it's not good."

"I don't believe you, you don't have to lie to me. I know you mean well, but you don't have to lie. I'm just watching, you don't have to act."

Henry Clark couldn't help but laugh, saying, "It really tastes bad, it's gamey and has a strong smell."

"It's not like I haven't eaten it before, wild boar meat is delicious!"

Henry Clark found a small piece of meat, picked it up and put it in Ashley Grant's lunchbox. After Ashley Grant impatiently put it in her mouth, she suddenly frowned as well.