Samuel gritted his teeth. In order to relieve the weight, he could only take the water bottles out of the boxes and put them into his backpack. Most of the weight was carried by him and Charles.
The rest of the biscuits were all stuffed into Howard's backpack.
"Alright, let's go."
The distribution of the items had taken more than ten minutes, and Samuel led the way ahead.
To be honest, it was quite a funny scene.
The young master of the Gilbert family, as well as the biggest investor of "Battle Royale", was carrying a backpack so huge that his face turned ashen. He wasn't as handsome and elegant as he used to be.
Lucille smiled without any reservations.
Zoey was still in a white dress, with her hands behind her back. She said with guilt, "Samuel, Charles, Dad, it's all my fault. Why don't you give me a backpack? I can also relieve your burden!"
"No." All three of them said, "How can it be your fault? Food and water are essential. You're doing this for everyone's sake."