She felt that her experiences over the past few months were enough to fill a book.

Before, she only knew how to go to work all day, but since she came here, she has seen and heard everything she had never seen or heard before.

The only dead person she had ever seen before was her deceased grandfather.

At first, she was afraid when she saw dead people, but now she sees them on the street every day, and she has become numb to it.

Even if you're numb to it all, the scene in this village still gave you goosebumps.

She felt she would have nightmares for the next few nights.

The group didn't dare stop for a moment after leaving the village. Ever since they learned that so many people had died in that village, people had felt a chill.

They walked all day until dark, when the animals were too exhausted to walk any further, and finally stopped to rest.

The wind picked up in the afternoon, and by evening it was howling fiercely, with gusts of wind so strong that people dared not scatter and the whole family huddled together.

Families with young children hold them in their arms, otherwise they dare not sleep.

In the midst of the silence, a sudden scream startled everyone.

“Dead, dead people,” a woman said, pointing to the ground in a trembling voice.

The woman's husband quickly pulled her back: "Aren't there dead people all along the way? What's the big deal?"

The woman had taken a pot to cook, but when she stepped on it, she felt that the ground was not flat. Looking down, she saw that her foot was on the hand of a corpse, which startled her.

The pot in her hand fell onto the man's stomach. He had probably been dead for some time; the pot had smashed a large hole in his stomach, which was now infested with maggots. The woman immediately lay there and began to vomit.

I was so frightened that I crashed into the car, and some of the things on the car fell off, some of them even landed on the body.

In the past, we would have taken all those things back, regardless of their value.

But now, his old lady simply waved her hand and said, "What do you want? You're already like this, don't let her catch any more diseases."

They dared not keep those things, and even threw away the shoes that had been used to step on the corpse.

Song Ning was worried that they would be reluctant to part with those things, but she didn't expect them to be so enlightened in just one night.

Now, there's one more person in the group who can't eat.

The village chief's family is in front of us. Ever since the village chief found out what his wife ate last night, he's been feeling uneasy.

Although he didn't see the scene in the kitchen with his own eyes, the thought of the meat in front of him last night made him lose his appetite.

No wonder Village Chief Luo has been vomiting everything he eats ever since he left the village.

Chewing on the hard, dry rations, Yu sighed, "Ah, the meat from last night was still the best."

Village chief: You can shut up now.

After Song Ning finished eating, she gave the two people in the car water. Neither of them had woken up all day, and she didn't know if they could hold on.

The bloodstains on their faces were cleaned off. The woman's injuries were less severe than the man's, and her features were still discernible; she was a stranger.

The man's face was badly injured. Those bastards were really capable of such a thing. Even after the blood was cleaned up, the wounds on his face were still connected, to the point of disfigurement.

Song Ning suddenly felt that leaving them in a deserted place was actually letting them off easy.

That night, Song Ning would lay down on a straw mat on the ground.

The wind was blowing loudly in her ears, but it didn't disturb Song Ning's sleep at all.

She was woken up in the middle of the night by Liu Yuelan.

"Er Ya, the person in the car has woken up."

Song Ning was no longer sleepy and immediately got up to check the situation.

The man woke up, but he was too weak to open his eyes wide enough to speak.

Song Ning asked softly, "Do you feel any better?"

The man nodded slightly.

He took some water from his spatial storage and gently helped the person up: "Here, have some water first."

Seeing that he was in this state, Song Ning could not eat anything else and could only drink some liquid food.

Where the man couldn't see, Song Ning secretly prepared some rice paste.

"I'll feed you something first, then you can take your medicine."

Eating a bowl of rice porridge was extremely difficult; I choked several times in the middle, and after just two coughs, the pain in my body made it impossible to cough anymore.

Eat slowly, no rush.

After finally finishing her meal, Song Ning jumped out of the car.

I secretly took out some anti-inflammatory medicine. Afraid that I wouldn't be able to swallow it, I removed the outer soft shell and mixed the medicine with water.

His body is covered in festering wounds; if they aren't treated soon, they'll rot all over his body.

Back in the car, Song Ning fed him spoonful by spoonful.

The medicine was so bitter, but the person lying down didn't even flinch until they finished drinking it.

Song Ning also breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he could eat after waking up, he could survive.

By the time I finished doing all that, it was almost dawn outside.

Many people have already gotten up. Today is another day of fleeing, and another day of water shortage.

The trick she used last time—running out alone to find water—is no longer an option.

After walking for most of the day, we finally could no longer see the village behind us, and there were finally living people on the road ahead.

As they traveled, they initially encountered many living people along the way, but since they took a detour, the number of people on the road has decreased.

Passing through that village, apart from them, there wasn't a single living person to be seen on the road.

The presence of living people on the road proves they haven't gone astray.

Song Ning laughed and told everyone to speed up.

But the excitement vanished when I saw those people.

At this moment, everyone had only one thought in their minds: they had to speed up and shake off these people as soon as possible.

These people were all as thin as sticks, and not many of them could stand up and walk. Some of them couldn't get up, so they used their hands and feet to move forward little by little.

When the people on the road saw them coming, with livestock and carts, their eyes lit up instantly.

"Give us some water, give us some water, we have food and money."

At times like this, not even gold will be of any use, let alone silver.

The person lying on the ground was grabbed by the ankle at what seemed like the fastest speed on the road.

"Auntie...give me some water, give me some water..."

This time, everyone surprisingly refused to listen.

Having learned their lesson last time, who would dare to give them water? Besides, they're still short of water; if they can't find water soon, they'll suffer the same fate.

If water were available for sale now, they would be willing to pay for it.

In the short time they passed by, many people on the road died.

Song Ning told everyone not to stop and to keep moving forward.

In no time, he had left those people far behind.

Just as one group left, another arrived, but Song Ning wasn't excited at all.

Everyone was in the same boat; they were so thirsty they could barely walk. They could only keep climbing.

They left three groups of people behind along the way, and continued walking until it was almost dark when the livestock finally couldn't take it anymore.

The sky was clear without a single cloud, and there didn't look like there was any water ahead. The animals pulling the carts hadn't had any water all day.

The village chief decided to stop and rest first.

Even when things stopped, no one was happy.