Chapter 1132
Chapter 1132: Fight First, Ask for Votes (2)_1
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"What’s going on?"
Ella Pemberton was puzzled.
"I don’t know," the Soldier shook his head and said, "I only get to see what they’re doing when I deliver meals. But with that number three room, every time I bring the food, I only hear her voice. By the time I come back later to collect it, the dishes are already neatly placed."
Ella Pemberton wore a look of confusion.
It had been three days, and not a single person was seen. Could something have happened?
After a pause, Ella Pemberton came back to her senses and asked, "Did she say anything to you?"
"Yes," the Soldier said with a heavy heart.
"She said the food wasn’t tasty." The Soldier’s face filled with grievance when he mentioned this.
"..." Ella Pemberton choked up for a moment, then continued, "Anything else?"
"She would occasionally request a few dishes."
Now, Ella Pemberton was completely at a loss for words.
Was this the so-called hearing without seeing?
With a slight sigh, Ella Pemberton shook her head helplessly and asked, "Were those dishes to her satisfaction?"
"This," the Soldier hesitated a bit, then said, "occasionally they were."
"Hmm, on this matter, just accommodate their wishes."
The Soldier responded.
Giving them some tasty food after being locked up for so long really wasn’t asking for much.
After asking in detail and confirming that all three individuals were alright, Ella Pemberton left, somewhat relieved, but still with lingering worries.
This was only the third day.
There were still seven days to go.
Ella Pemberton was not worried that they wouldn’t last; similar training sessions would occur several times. What she worried about was the possibility of them developing psychological issues.
The Psychological Group at the Base probably wouldn’t be equipped to handle such situations.
Ella Pemberton could only hope for the best.
Time was slowly passing.
Room number three.
Flossie Wright lay in bed with her eyes open, calculating the days and nights.
According to human psychology, the maximum limit of mental endurance shouldn’t exceed three days.
Speaking of stress resistance, it should not go beyond five days.
Yet, it was already the seventh day.
𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚
Her brain felt almost rusty.
What can be done in seven days?
There’s a lot one can do.
For training, one could make new strides in physical fitness; for reading, she could get through more than a dozen books; for socializing, she could get acquainted with everyone at the Base.
She reckoned even her cooking skills would have improved if she had spent the time learning how to cook.
If she were outside, there would be even more possibilities, like taking on two or three contracts.
The more she thought about it, the more overwhelmed by boredom Flossie Wright felt.
During these seven days, her brain worked overtime, recalling everything she could remember.
She even made a full set of physical training plans for herself.
Unfortunately, by the third day, she had nothing left to think about.
She could only keep her brain running in circles or try to fall asleep.
In a confined state, it’s easy to feel panicked. Although she didn’t exactly feel panic, she was—
Very! Bored!
She had been in a confined space before, captured by the enemy, taken as a hostage, forced to make her Mercenary Corps withdraw.
They had kept her like that without food for three days and three nights.
Back then, without food, after a day her spirit waned, and she lay in a daze, waiting for rescue.
Nothing like her current state—
— End of Chapter 1132 —