Chapter 780:

"Well, if you have to know." Li Badi said uncomfortably. "Maggie and I have decided to keep all the water for ourselves."
"Damn it, Bad Li!" Maggie Sharp said quickly.
"You two decided to keep all the water?" Mrs. Miller said slowly, as if trying to understand the meaning of these words. "But what? What about the rest of us?"
Li Badi said: "For the rest of you, this is too bad." He knew staring at him frantically, but he ignored her. He picked up a tin cup and placed it under the tap on the side of the bucket. A small drop of water came out. He filled the glass halfway and gave it to Maggie Sharp.
"Drink more," he said. "A double ration for you and me."
The girl took the cup. She looked at Li Badi, and then quickly glanced at Mrs. Miller. Her dry lips were moving, but there was no sound. She looked at the water, and Li Huai could see the movement of her throat when she tried to swallow.
Mrs. Miller said nothing. She stared at Li Bad and the girl, as if she didn't understand what she was looking at.
"Damn it, Bad Lee," Marg Sharp said.
The big man replied: "Keep drinking." "That's what you want, isn't it?"
"Yes Yes."
"Then drink it!"
"Oh, you." There were tears in the girl's eyes. When Li looked at it woodenly, she turned and crawled back to where Mrs. Miller was sitting.
"Li Badi is just joking," she said softly. "He's a great trailer. He meant to keep you drinking water. Here, Mrs. Miller, this is for you."
"Thank you, dear; thank you very much." Mrs. Miller drank the water slowly. Look at her. Li Bai could see the girl trembling. When the last drop was gone, she took the cup back to Li Rui and threw it on his face.
"I can kill you!" She gasped.
He said, "I gave you what you wanted." His voice was not polite, but his eyes were hard.
Maggie Sharp fell to the bottom of the boat sobbing. She hid her face in her hands.
"Here." Li Hao said.
She looked up. He drew a quarter of a glass of water and was holding it next to her.
"I-I gave my share to Mrs. Miller." She whispered.
"I know you did it." Li Bad replied. "This is my share."
"but-"
He said: "Water will only make my stomach rust." "Take it."
The girl drank. She looked at Li Badi. There are stars in her eyes.
He leaned forward and patted her shoulder. "You will, Margot," he said. "you will."
The ship floats in the glass sea. The long ground of the Pacific swells up, aimlessly heading towards an unknown shore, making it move steadily up and down, making the ship appear to be moving. The empty tin can that was thrown out of the ship three days ago was floating beside the ship. A flying fish escaped from the chasing fish maw under the sea, and jumped up wave after wave.
Except for Li Huai, Marg Sharp and Mrs. Miller, there are three other people on the boat, all men. They are: English, a blond young man; Michaelson, just a bird of a person, doesn't seem to understand what happened to them, and doesn't care; Voronov's main characteristic is a pair of false eyes. English is hurt. He sat up and looked at the side of the ship. Pointing at him suddenly shouted:
"Look! Look! There is a dragon! A flying dragon!"
"Easy, old man." Li Badi said softly. English has been crazy for the past two days. The infection developed on his wound far exceeded the healing power of the simple medicine carried in the emergency room of the lifeboat.
"This is a dragon!" the young man shouted. "This will attract us."
He stared at what he saw from the sky.
Li Bai painted his pistol. He said: "If it catches up with us, I will shoot." "Look at this pistol."
"It won't stop this dragon," English insisted. "Oh-oh-" His eyes were terrified when he stared at something coming from the sky. He hid under the boat, hiding his face in his hands. People who were attacked by a bomb but were not publicly protected, while waiting for the bomb to fall, fell to the ground like this. A few minutes later, English looked up. Reliefs appeared on his face.
He said: "It has disappeared." "It flew over and didn't see us."
"There is no danger," Li Badi said softly. "That won't hurt us. That's a tamed dragon."
"There is no dragon to be tamed!" the young man said contemptuously. He looked at the sea again. "There is a snake!" he shouted. "A big snake! Its head is submerged in the water-"
"Poor boy," Marg Sharp whispered. "Can't we do something for him?"
"I'm afraid not," Li Bad replied. "But you can give him some water." He poured a large sum of money into the cup and watched the girl take it to the young man, who eagerly drank it.
Michelson and Voronov were awakened by the hysterical cry of the young man and sat up. Michelson stared at him curiously, like a bird that found itself in a strange forest, not knowing how he got there. Then he took out a small black notebook from his pocket and began to study. Since he entered the lifeboat, he has been studying the contents of the notebook, ignoring everything else.
"What's the idea of ​​wasting water on him?" Voronov said glumly, nodding to English. Marg Sharp held the cup and opened it to the young man's lips.
"What?" Li Badi was taken aback.
"He is done," Voronov asserted. He seems to think this sentence is enough. He did not try to explain it.
A cold light flashed in Li Badi's eyes. "Then why waste water on him?" he questioned. "Do you mean that?"
"That's what I mean," Voronov replied. "Why waste dead people's water? Anyway, we don't have much water."
"Go to hell!" Li Badi said contemptuously.
Voronov said, "You can say that because you have a gun."
Li Bad's face was gray with anger, but he controlled his temper. He said: "If you think you can laugh at me for throwing the gun, you are wrong." "At the same time, I have supplied water to everyone else. I think you and Michelson will want your shares. If you once again Board the ship and I will find you got it."
"Water?" Michaelson said vaguely. He did not pay attention to this argument. When he heard his name mentioned, he looked up and smiled. "Water? Oh, yes, I believe I want some." He came to the stern, and Li Huai put the small tin cup under the tap of the small bucket. The rhinestones are very slow. Li Badi stared at it in confusion. The stream dried up and then stopped running.
Terror tightened his heart. He raised the keg, shook it, and then put it down.
Michelson stared at the few drops of water in the glass. "What's the matter?" he asked. "Is this what I got?"
"The barrel is almost empty!" Li Badi strangled these words.
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