Chapter 233

Naruto woke from his coma.

The moment he opened his eyes, he saw a disheveled middle-aged man in front of him.

Naruto recognized the man. He was the one who had fed him those red liquids.

"You're awake?"

The middle-aged man asked with concern, "I thought you could leave. Why could that other brat leave, but you couldn't?"

Even an idiot like Naruto knew the answer to that question.

Geng Hua was the emperor's son, while he was merely an outsider.

Naruto slowly pushed himself up. Though most of his injuries had healed, the prolonged hunger had left him extremely weak. He shot the middle-aged man a disgusted look, fell silent for a moment, then asked, "Why did you save me?"

"You're still such an innocent child."

No matter what, this middle-aged man had saved him. Hearing that, Naruto felt a little more favorably toward him.

"What day is it?"

"The fifteenth day since you came in."

"I was unconscious for so long. How are the others?"

The middle-aged man sighed. "Number Nine gathered a group of people and restored order. He doesn't divide the food equally like you did, but under his control, the prisoners have been killing each other far less often."

"Why did that happen? Did I really do something wrong?"

"More wrong than you can imagine. When there isn't enough food, the only option is to find a way to reduce the number of mouths to feed. Your method of dividing the food equally was nothing but a waste of food. You weren't saving people—you were hurting them."

Naruto fell silent again.

On the sixteenth day, the package contained enough food for eighty people. Yet there were only a little over forty people left inside the walls.

When the middle-aged man went to collect the food,