In the middle of the desert, there were two refugees who wanted to inform Pang Tong. Because they were too far away, their shouts could not reach Pang Tong at all.
The pursuing refugees drew their weapons, showing no mercy as they caught up to them.
Blood splattered on the sand, and both men's heads were cut off.
They were already the ones who had run the farthest from the refugee group and wanted to report the news. They were dreaming of surrendering and staring in the direction of Pang Tong with their eyes wide open.
One of the men chasing them reached out to pick up the body on the ground, but was stopped by his companion next to him.
"what?"
“You’re still eating corpses?”
His companion slapped the corpse away from his hand, "Today the boss said there are cassava roots, animal meat, and even fruit! Go back quickly."
Having said this, the group couldn't help but quicken their pace.
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Refugees
The dead silence that had lasted for so long was suddenly injected with life.
Women and children dug a pit with sand and placed the cassava roots that Fu Anan had taken out inside. They built a fire around it and started roasting them. They also processed the raw meat in the warehouse in the space.
More people are sharpening their weapons.
It's not just about sharpening weapons.
Smelling the aroma of the food, they couldn't help but move closer. Whenever they saw so much food and thought about what Fu Anan said, all of it was brought out from Pang Tong's warehouse, their hatred for the Pang Tong people increased.
"You have so many supplies, but you still want to kill us, you beast!"
"Kill the Pangtong people, and all the supplies inside will be ours!"
"No, drive them out and let these scumbags experience the pain we are going through when fleeing!"
…
In just one day, people went from yearning and envying Pang Tong to wanting to tear his tendons and bones apart. There was not a single person who stayed behind who did not hate the Pang Tong people.
Everyone in the place had enough food, even the plague patients who were assigned to a separate area. They even got a large piece of meat and some precious fruit.
The entire group of refugees ate the food brought by Fu Anan, crying and laughing, expressing gratitude and uttering vicious curses.
It's like a mental breakdown.
This situation finally unfolded in another way on the night of the 29th day.
The weather tonight is particularly hot.
The refugees who were waiting in line with hunger could not sleep at all. They endured the heat and hunger and felt uneasy. Among these people, there were two outliers hidden - Fu Yizhi and Zheng Tianxing.
The two of them met on the road.
When he first met Fu Yizhi, Zheng Tianxing felt very lucky. But now, he was so hungry that his chest was sticking to his back, and the only thing in his mind was his angelic boss Fu.
If Boss Fu were here, he would definitely not go hungry.
Zheng Tianxing was lying on the beach looking at the sky. It was pitch black and he couldn't see anything, but it made him feel like the sky looked like sesame paste. Super black sesame paste.
He really wants to eat sesame paste!
He really wants to eat rice!
Eat fruit!
Have a cup of Bawang Bobo Tea produced by Points Mall.
But the fact is that he hasn't eaten for two days.
Along the way, their movements were particularly difficult because they did not have enough food and water. They relied on hunting lizards, gray wolves, and snakes that survived in the desert, and robbing NPCs and players they met on the way to replenish their supplies.
Although he was very hardworking, he didn't have enough to eat nine out of ten days.
Good night everyone!
(End of this chapter)