Chapter 1182 The City Where the Sun Never Sets

God said, "Take a bowl," and there was water.

The boy looked at the water flowing from Fu Anan's fingers, as if he was dreaming.

He first dipped his finger in water and put it into his mouth. The feeling of the refreshing taste made him excited. He opened his mouth as wide as possible, eager to bite Fu Anan's finger.

Then he was knocked away violently.

In a world where people are allowed to eat each other, human ethics and moral conscience have long since collapsed. The NPCs in these games are both pitiful and terrifying.

I want to lead these people to counterattack, not only to make them grateful, but also to make them afraid. Even if the opponent is just a child, I cannot show mercy and let these people see even a glimpse of kindness.

Awe is probably the feeling that arises in the subject because the object is powerful and cruel, but the subject has no choice but to depend on it.

"Li Li!"

As the child's mother, the woman hugged the child, then picked up her weapon and rushed forward like an enraged she-wolf.

Then, she was suddenly controlled by a mysterious force, unable to move forward, and her head was slowly lifted up by the invisible force.

She saw water!

The girl had an expressionless face, just like the fairy in the fairy tales told to us by adults when we were children, the fairy who never lacked water.

The woman was stunned.

"Want some water?"

Fu Anan had no idea what the woman was thinking, so she just asked expressionlessly.

The woman nodded numbly, "Are you a deity?"

Fu Anan was stunned when she heard this. She looked at Lu Shen beside her and asked softly, "Your special ability has this function?"

The woman stopped moving while running. It must have been Lu Shen's doing. I didn't expect him to be able to play tricks with his abilities. It was a surprising bonus.

"It's none of my business."

Lu Shen cleared himself after hearing this.

Before he could say a few words, the woman in front of him suddenly fainted.

No time to chat, save people immediately.

Neither the man nor the woman was in good condition. The woman hadn't eaten in a long time, and the excessive bleeding had caused her body temperature to drop and she was twitching all over. The man's wound was infected. Even though the woman cared for him carefully, without water, medicine, or even fire, his wound continued to become infected, pus-filled, and festering.

Yellow-white pus oozed from the wound where his ear was cut off, and a rotten stench came from his thigh.

Fu Anan first stopped the woman's bleeding and gave her some water and food. Then, with a knife, she dug out all the rotten parts of the man's body, squeezed out the pus, and smeared ointment on the wound and bandaged it. Fu Anan was becoming increasingly adept at this rough treatment method.

"Will my uncle and mother survive?"

The child watched them bandaging the wound and asked while holding his mother's hand.

His uncle and mother were dying, and the two people in front of him were the only ones who could save them. Even though he was a child, he understood everything. Even though he had just been hit, the desire and begging in his heart had overwhelmed his fear and defensiveness.

"That... depends on how your mother and uncle recover."

Fu Anan shook her head.

If a barefoot doctor like her could bring patients back to health with her magic hands, wouldn't the sophisticated equipment costing tens of millions of dollars and the doctors who received bachelor's, master's and doctoral degrees in large hospitals be offended?

As the two were talking, there was some movement outside the tent. It seemed like someone was lifting the curtain, trying to peek inside.

The child's originally pleading expression turned nervous as he looked at the door and picked up the weapon his mother had dropped on the ground.