Wasting water was a waste of life.

“Curtis, I’m not going to eat this egg anymore. You and Curtis can have them,” Irina said.

The egg had solidified, and Curtis brought the pan into the tent, saying, “You like to eat it, so you have it.”

“Then, let’s have it together.” Irina picked up a pair of chopsticks, split the egg into nine portions, then ate her portion in big mouthfuls. She then picked up another piece and fed it to him. “Eat it.”

Curtis and Irina looked at each other for a while, but he still lost. He opened his mouth and ate the fried egg.

Irina smiled, then...