Su Huaiyue died suddenly from staying up late writing her thesis! Before she could even lament being a young genius envied by the heavens, she found herself transmigrated to a vast, boundless deser...
Su Huaiyue took the opportunity to direct: "Hurry up and throw away all the heavy things on your body. The lighter the better. Make sure to relax your body and don't struggle anymore."
After these words were spoken, everyone hesitated in their movements, holding either clothes or food.
These were the things that kept them warm and saved their lives while they were fleeing from famine. They looked at each other, and were reluctant to throw them away.
Su Huaiyue's voice rang out again, revealing a harshness that could not be ignored: "Your lives are about to be lost, what's the point of having these material possessions?"
At the critical moment, Madam Wei took the decisive step first. She threw the package high up without hesitation, and her solemn face showed fearlessness and responsibility.
This action set a living example for everyone, and they followed suit and unloaded the burdens on their shoulders.
As the burden on them gradually lifted, their sinking speed in the quicksand miraculously slowed down.
Since Wei Che only had one leg, he easily broke free from his restraints and rushed to help Su Huaiyue rescue people.
Su Huaiyue ran to the back and brought Wei Che's camel over.
She deftly tied one end of the thick hemp rope firmly to the camel and then grabbed the other end and threw it into the crowd.
She stood up straight again, her voice echoing across the desert, like musical notes striking each person's heart: "Grab the rope and climb up slowly! One by one, don't rush."
Soon, with the help of Su Huaiyue and Wei Che, everyone escaped from danger.
Su Huaiyue finally breathed a sigh of relief.
[Ding! Congratulations, Master, for successfully saving everyone! The system rewards you with 50 boxes of hydrating facial masks!]