July Quinn’s question was better left unasked; as soon as she did, she was mocked by the Vanguard Corps.
"This is a task execution, not child’s play! At a time , you’re still thinking about food!"
"Exactly, truly a delicate flower raised in a greenhouse. Her brain must be so watery, it could raise fish!"
Unlike normal people who admire good looks, people in the Vanguard Corps admire strength more.
In their eyes, only a woman like Wendy Tierney, who can fight, can be called a goddess.
A woman like July Quinn, who only has looks but is daintily delicate, they truly look down on.
Hearing their ridicule of July Quinn, Owen Shaw could barely hold himself back from rolling up his sleeves to fight them.
Even though he knew he couldn’t beat them, Owen Shaw still couldn’t bear to watch them humiliate his goddess.
Just as he rolled up his sleeves, July Quinn pulled him back to his seat, lightly patting his hand signaling him to calm down.
Then, she said in a teasing tone:
"People will feel weak without food. How are you guys going to have the strength to defeat those daredevils without eating?"
"We can fight even if we’re not full!"
"Then wouldn’t eating make you defeat them even more badly?"
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Listening to her, the others seemed to think there might be some sense in it.
Thomas Grant, who was squinting his eyes to rest, couldn’t relax with all the noise and finally spoke up: "You said so much just because you want to eat."
July Quinn blushed slightly: "You found me out!"
He really felt like strangling her!
But eventually, he had no choice but to give the order: "Alright, there’s a rest stop five kilometers ahead. When we get there, let’s take a break and grab something to eat."
Actually, Thomas Grant wasn’t entirely accommodating July Quinn; it was past lunch time already.
Even though they had some provisions in the car, the driver needed a little rest, and others needed to attend to physical needs.
Still, many attributed the stop at the rest stop to July Quinn.
In a flash, the car stopped in front of the rest stop.
Many people got out to attend to physical needs.
July Quinn, after getting off, headed straight for the rest stop’s water area and made herself two cups of instant noodles.
Seeing July Quinn holding two steaming cups of instant noodles walking back, Owen Shaw, who just came out of the bathroom, was almost moved to tears.
See, even when the goddess was hungry, she didn’t forget him and made him a cup of instant noodles.
So great, he wanted to marry her!
But soon, Owen Shaw’s emotional moment vanished completely.
Because just as he was about to reach for one cup of noodles from July Quinn, she said: "These are both mine, you have to make your own."
Was it all just his misunderstanding?
Owen Shaw was disappointed.
But considering his image in front of the goddess, Owen Shaw couldn’t dwell on his shattered heart and managed to squeeze out a smile.
"I didn’t want your noodles, just wanted to help you carry them!"
July Quinn felt slightly relieved hearing this, handing him the noodles temporarily, still reminding him.
"Be careful not to spill it, the broth is delicious."
Owen Shaw replied with a smile: "I know."
Inside, he cried like a hundred-some-pound fool!
In the goddess’s eyes, he apparently wasn’t worth more than a mouthful of noodle broth.
But July Quinn didn’t understand Owen Shaw’s inner drama, and right before his eyes, started enjoying her noodles with delight.
Just then, a group of mysterious people suddenly rushed out from inside the rest stop...