Captain Wright, with quick eyesight and quick hands, took out an "ultra-high-tech compressed pill" from the first aid bag and handed it to Sam, "Take it, and you'll be satisfied."
"Can just one pill feed me?" Sam said disdainfully, regardless of the weight in his belly, and weighed the weight of the pill with his hands. "It's only the weight of a soybean, but I can only make up for it at this time."
Peace."
As he spoke, he popped the compressed pill into his mouth with his fingers. Within ten seconds, Sam screamed, "Wow, my stomach is so bloated. Come on, come on, water, water... I want to drink water." Sam was full.
He looked embarrassed and covered his stomach, which seemed to be getting more and more bloated.
"Wind" Bill had expected that Sam would act like this, so he squeezed the water bag on his arm bag, and a stream of water spurted into Sam's mouth.
"Ah, it's so satisfying. I'm so full and so delicious. The taste of delicacies that I haven't eaten for many years is coming to my mouth. It's as enjoyable as eating a banquet at a festival." Sam kept sipping his mouth aftertaste.