Chapter 72: Are You Still Human?

Xiang Yu was busy dealing with the bodies on the ground and ignored the two people who were dismantling the tent, which had been exposed to the sun for several days.

It obviously can't last much longer.

Holding the bodies in one hand, Xiang Yu walked down the mountain and threw the bodies of several people at the foot of the mountain.

This place is sheltered from the wind, so even if the corpse rots, the smell will not drift up the mountain.

The next morning, Xiang Yu did not go out. He made himself a lot of fruit tea in the RV and added a lot of ice cubes in it.

After putting the prepared fruit tea into the space, Xiang Yu opened the refrigerator and picked out the ingredients to make lunch.

Then, a woman's cry was faintly heard from the back of the RV, "Let my son go, I'll give you whatever you want, just don't kill him..."

The woman screamed, opened the elevator to Xiang Yu, stood on the top of the RV, and looked over there.

I saw the little boy who I had met once before was being strangled by someone. His face had turned purple and he was about to die.

The man holding the little boy hostage was obviously doing this for the first time. He was more panicked than the woman and the strength in his hands was gradually increasing.

The little boy's eyes began to roll upwards and his feet kicked twice unconsciously.

"Son, my son, I told you I'll give you whatever you want, please let him go, he's just a child, please..."

The woman's face no longer had the plump look it had before, and she had obviously lost weight. She knelt on the ground and kept knocking her head, with blood oozing from her forehead.

The man was very strong in his panic. He grabbed the little boy and shook him twice, "Give me your RV. Everything in it belongs to me..."

The woman immediately took out the key and threw it at the man's feet. "Here you go. All of them are yours. Please let my son go. Please."

The next moment, more than a dozen figures rushed out of the crowd, frantically grabbing the keys on the ground, and the man threw the little boy to the ground at the first opportunity.

Bend down to pick up the keys on the ground.

The little boy's body was like a rag doll, and he showed no reaction when it touched the ground. The woman picked up the little boy in panic, "My daughter, my daughter, my daughter..."

But no matter how the woman shook him, the little boy kept his eyes closed. His face had turned black and he had been dead for some time.

The woman obviously found it hard to accept this situation. She raised her hand to wipe the dust off the boy's face, smoothed the hair off his forehead, and hugged him tightly with both hands.

The old man pushed through the crowd and looked at the expressionless woman holding the child, with a hint of pity in his eyes.

He easily dealt with the people who were fighting for the key, and finally returned the key to the woman, squatting down and whispering a few words in her ear.

It was too far away for Xiang Yu to know what the two of them were talking about.

As time went by, many people had finished their food, as they didn't have much food to begin with.

These were all saved from the extreme cold.

Even though Xiang Yu did not get out of the RV, she could still see through the window that many survivors in the crowd were staring at her silently.

Looking at the number on the thermometer, which was forty-seven degrees, Xiang Yu put on sun protection clothing and got out of the RV. She had bought thermal insulation clothing, but it was too conspicuous to wear on her body and would make it easier to attract attention.

The ditch at the foot of the mountain was almost drying up under the scorching heat, and the road surface was beginning to become visible. Xiang Yu decided to leave in these two days.

She couldn't wait any longer. If she waited any longer, these people would start to eat her.

After returning to the RV, Xiang Yu cut a piece of chilled watermelon, but during lunch, a woman was crying outside her RV.

The woman banged on Xiang Yu's RV door, begging him to let her in. In the high temperature of over 40 degrees, her child had been unconscious from heatstroke for quite some time.

She prayed that Xiang Yu would let her child in to enjoy some air conditioning. She often hung out near these RVs, so she naturally knew that they had air conditioning.

But most of the RVs were occupied by families, and some RVs were also occupied by several men. She observed for a long time.

Only Xiang Yu and the old man were alone. She had gone to the old man to ask for help before, but the old man ignored her.

She was even asked to take her child down the mountain to fetch water to wipe her body.

She cried out in front of the elm gate, "Little girl, please be kind and save my child. I promise that as long as he wakes up, I will take him away."

Some people who had children could not stand it anymore and began to blame Xiang Yu, saying she had no conscience, no kindness, and was not worthy of having children in the future.

"Women understand women's difficulties best. Is she still a woman? She can actually watch a child and his mother begging in front of her."

"Hey, open the door. Are you still a human being? People have been begging you for a long time," Xiang Yu looked through the window at the survivors who were gradually approaching in the crowd.

As soon as she opened the door, those people would probably rush in and grab a cup of fruit tea from the refrigerator.

After Xiang Yu took a few sips, he felt a lot more relaxed both physically and mentally, so he went straight to the driver's seat, started the car, and started shouting with the horn.

"Please make way, everyone. You are crushing the irresponsible ones."