The water inside the bamboo segments was cool and refreshing, without any strange smell, carrying a natural fragrance of grass and trees.
The only downside was that there was too little, way too little!
Fu Miaoxue barely took two sips and it was gone.
"It's not enough to drink at all!" The young lady pouted in dissatisfaction, "I didn't even get to taste it before it was gone!"
Du Lai was sawing the second segment of bamboo, replying without lifting his head: "This is water, not soup, of course, it doesn't have any flavor."
There was a hint of sarcasm in his words, which Fu Miaoxue heard and narrowed her eyes slightly, staring at the back of Du Lai's head: "That billion, do you not want it anymore?"
"...I do." Du Lai sawed off another bamboo segment and handed it to Fu Miaoxue, "What I mean is, this method of getting water can only be used in emergencies. If the rescue team doesn't come, we have to think of other ways."
