Apocalypse overlord Yun Yiyi had just perished together with a group of high-level zombies. The next moment she opened her eyes, she had become a six-year-old chubby girl. What now?
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Yun Yiyi and Yun the Butcher stood together, observing the refugees passing by. Soon, Li Xiucai, Zhang the Hunter, and the village chief arrived.
The weather at this time was the hottest time of the day, and the refugees on the official road were sweating profusely, but they still insisted on moving forward.
Yun Yiyi finally understood why the refugees behind them were able to catch up even after they had walked for so long. It was because the villagers of Yunjia Village were resting at noon while the refugees were on their way.
In the afternoon, when the villagers of Yunjia Village rested early, the refugees were still on their way. In this way, day after day, the refugees caught up.
"Dad, we must take a careful look at the team to see if there is anyone we know. We need to find out what happened after we left the city." Yun Yiyi whispered to Yun the Butcher.
"Okay, I got it. I'll tell the village chief and the others as well." Yun the Butcher also responded in a low voice.
"Village chief, please observe carefully for a while and see if there is anyone you know in the team. We have to find someone to ask to find out what happened." Yun the butcher walked to the village chief and whispered.
Hunter Zhang and Scholar Li also heard what Butcher Yun said, and they both looked carefully at the refugees on the official road.
There were so many refugees on the official road that more than 20 minutes had passed and there was still a long line behind them.
Yun Yiyi, Yun the Butcher and the others had no choice but to continue observing patiently.
Suddenly, Hunter Zhang walked onto the official road, and everyone saw him pulling an old man to the side of the road.
"Village chief. This is Uncle Wu, whom I met when I was asking for information at the gate of the city." Hunter Zhang introduced him to everyone.
"Nice to meet you. I am the village chief of Yunjia Village. I would like to ask you, what happened to you?" the village chief asked hurriedly.
"Uncle Wu, after I inquired about the news from you, we went to the provincial capital to purchase supplies the next day. We left the provincial capital that night. So we really don't know what happened afterwards." Zhang the Hunter added.
"So you left so early. Fortunately you left early, otherwise you would have experienced the same misery as us." Old man Wu said as he wiped his eyes sadly.
"Grandpa Wu, what exactly happened? Can you tell us?" Yun Yiyi asked in a low voice.
Old Man Wu wiped his eyes, calmed himself down, and continued.
"The day after you left, things started to feel strange in the square. Very few wealthy families came to the square to distribute porridge that day. I remember that many refugees didn't get any porridge that day, and in the evening, quite a few refugees went to the city gate to make a scene."
"The soldiers guarding the city gate simply told everyone that the wealthy families would come to give out porridge tomorrow. After hearing what the soldiers said, most of the refugees believed them."
"Who would have thought that from that day on, fewer and fewer wealthy families would come to the city gate to distribute porridge. The number of refugees who could receive porridge each day also dwindled. More and more refugees began to go hungry."
"The refugees went to the city gates to cause trouble, but the soldiers guarding the city said the same thing every day. The refugees didn't believe it, and there was nothing they could do."
"I remember that on the afternoon of the accident, only two wealthy families came out to distribute porridge. Because they distributed porridge every day, their porridge was very thick, unlike the porridge distributed by other families where you could see your reflection."
"So, when they returned to the city after distributing porridge, the refugees didn't make things difficult for them. They said their boss would let them come out to distribute porridge tomorrow."
"Many refugees in the square were counting on them to stay alive, so they made it back to the city without any problems."
"Then, groups of refugees began to argue with the officers and soldiers guarding the city." When he said this, Old Man Wu's voice became sad and angry.
"The soldiers guarding the city ignored the refugees and quickly closed the city gates. All the soldiers retreated back into the city."
"Then, officers and soldiers came up to the city walls and shouted, basically saying that the city was out of food and water and that the refugees gathered at the city gates should evacuate immediately."
"When the refugees heard this, they became very excited. Most of them have no water or food left. If they leave here, they will die."
"So, the refugees at the city gate confronted the soldiers. From that night on, the city gates were closed. That way, no one came to distribute porridge."
"We held out for a day, and by nightfall, many refugees discussed breaking down the city gates, stealing some food, and then leaving."
"Grandpa Wu, haven't you ever thought that this idea is too naive? The refugees are not well fed and have little combat effectiveness. Moreover, the refugees don't have any suitable weapons. How can they defeat the strong officers and soldiers who are armed?" Yun Yiyi said helplessly.
"Yes, a little kid like you can figure out the problem, so why can't a group of adults figure it out?" When Old Man Wu said this, he burst into tears.
Hunter Zhang patted Old Man Wu on the back. Old Man Wu wiped his tears and continued.
"Because most of the refugees at the city gate have no water or food. Originally, the porridge was just enough to keep them alive. Now suddenly there's nothing left, and everyone has lost hope of survival."
"So, when someone suggested breaking down the city gate, most of the refugees agreed."
“There were also some larger refugee groups that had water and food, but they didn’t join in. Instead, they led their groups out of the square.”
"Originally, my family was going to leave the square, but my third child insisted on joining in the fun. I had no choice but to have my eldest and second child take the rest of the family and evacuate outside the square. My third child and I followed the large group of refugees to make trouble."
"We didn't just start this riot blindly. We chose two or three in the morning, when the officers and soldiers were asleep. Some of us used wood to ram the city gates, while others climbed the walls with simple ladders."
"Who would have thought that just after the city gate was knocked a few times, rows of torches and countless soldiers would appear on the city wall."
"They didn't say a word, but just started shooting arrows at the refugees outside the city. Everyone gathered at the gate to break it down. When the soldiers' arrows came at us, there was no place to hide even if we wanted to."
"Everyone started running and bumping into each other, trying to avoid the arrows flying everywhere. But this only resulted in more refugees being shot to death."
"We started shouting at the soldiers, hoping they would stop. But the arrows flew wherever we shouted. Everyone got scared and stopped shouting."
"But the officers and soldiers did not stop shooting. They continued until dawn."
"Most of the refugees were dead or injured. Only those on the outermost edge managed to escape outside the square in the dark."