Game Day 18
On the way.
Fu Anan roughly calculated the supplies in his space and found that they were more than enough for two people.
Game Day 19
On the way.
The legendary Pang Tong is still nowhere to be seen.
Fu Anan even wondered if they would just spend the entire round of game time on the road.
The only person she couldn't let go was Fu Yizhi.
Fu Anan still has great confidence in Fu Yizhi to survive in this difficult living environment.
But the living conditions here are very difficult.
She was not worried about Fu Yizi's survival, but she was worried about Fu Yizi's suffering.
Whenever she saw Lu Shen eating the food she prepared for his eldest brother with gusto, she felt a little weird.
"What's wrong?"
Lu Shen asked when he saw her suddenly sigh.
"nothing."
She looked up at the sky to prevent herself from getting in a bad mood and accidentally hurting others.
Now that you’ve eaten, you still have to pretend to be generous.
Game Day 20
They found cacti on the road.
These cacti didn't bear fruit, but the camels ate them with gusto. Watching the camel eating reminded Fu Anan of the fruits she had put in her space that she was reluctant to eat.
I originally wanted to save some for Fu Yizhi, but it’s okay to eat one or two.
Sitting in the shadow of a large cactus, the two of them took a rare break. They were eating cactus fruit, while Camel Brother was eating cactus leaves.
Cactus fruits are all seeds, and cactus leaves are all thorns.
The other side
After killing the last camel and sharing it with the tribesmen, Lao Li's camel caravan's supplies were completely gone.
At the beginning, the camel caravan had a lot of supplies. The oldest member of the team was 43 years old and the youngest was only 7 months old. Now the number of people has been reduced by one third, with the oldest being 36 years old and the youngest being 4 years old.
The whole team is now lifeless.
And today, as we ate the last camel, things got even worse.
"Old Li."
His companion's eyes had become cloudy, and due to excessive stress and malnutrition, his hair had become bald.
A little further behind them
There is another group of refugees who are in a more difficult situation.
They looked numb, frightened and anxious, staggering in the desert as if they were about to fall at any moment.
These people had run out of food even earlier.
There are also no elderly people or children here.
There were one or two younger boys who clung to their parents and didn't dare to leave them. The rest were all boys. They no longer had the innocence that children should have. They were pale and thin, and their eyes were filled with fear of the adults around them.
As we walked, another person in front of us fell down.
No sadness.
As soon as this man fell down, he was surrounded by people the next moment.
The strongest man in the team walked over with the bowl, and walked out again after a while, as if nothing had happened, except that there was some blood at the bottom of the bowl that had not been cleaned up.
Soon more and more people gathered there.
Some young teenagers who stood there and refused to move forward would be pulled by their parents and forced to pick up something and put it in their mouths.
It didn't take long before the person on the ground turned into a skeleton.
People continued to move forward as if nothing had happened, without joy or sorrow, without grief or fear. They were just alive, living by the instinct of living things.
Even the players who were mixed in were almost driven crazy by such despair.
(End of this chapter)