Taking advantage of this gap, Xiao Yi quickly jumped back into the hovercraft and started the backup simple power device. Although the hovercraft was very slow, it was still able to move. Xiao Yi drove the hovercraft, dodging the attacks of the bandits while looking for a way to escape.
He took advantage of the hovercraft's flexibility to shuttle through the area, trying to avoid the robbers' pursuit and interception. Occasionally, when a robber approached, Xiao Yi would use some items on the boat to resist.
After a lot of hard work, Xiao Yi finally found a narrow passage. He seized the opportunity and rushed in with his hovercraft, successfully escaping the pursuit of the robber gang. At this time, Xiao Yi was sweating profusely, but his eyes were full of determination and wit. He knew that he had to find the medicine as soon as possible and return to his companions.
As time passed, the days of being trapped seemed endless, and the endless hardship weighed on everyone's heart like a heavy yoke. Despair spread rapidly among the people like a virus.
Some people sit in corners all day, staring blankly ahead, as if they have lost their souls. They no longer have any hope for the future, feeling that they have fallen into a desperate situation with no escape.
In that endless suffering, people's hearts seemed to be shrouded in layer upon layer of darkness.
Their eyes became hollow and dull, the light of hope that once filled them long gone. Each one of them was like a walking corpse, mechanically struggling in misery.
The despair in their hearts surged like a tide, enveloping them tightly and making it almost impossible for them to breathe. They began to doubt everything, the meaning of their own existence, and whether this suffering would ever end.
Painful memories and cruel realities kept flashing through their minds, and every picture was like a sharp knife piercing their souls. They felt as if they were in a bottomless abyss, and no matter how hard they tried to climb, they could not escape.
Fear of the future haunts them, they see no hope, and feel as if the world has abandoned them. A deep sense of loneliness and helplessness spreads within them, growing wildly like poisonous weeds.
Thoughts of suicide began to linger in their minds, perhaps the only way to end their suffering. "What's the point of living like this?" these thoughts echoed endlessly in their hearts. They felt exhausted, no longer able to face it all, as if the candle of life flickered in the wind, ready to go out at any moment.
They lost interest in everything around them, and the sounds around them seemed distant and blurred. They were completely immersed in endless despair, as if swallowed by darkness, unable to extricate themselves, and only hoped that this pain would end soon.
One day, Xiao Yi found a man standing silently in a corner, holding a knife in his hand, with a determined look in his eyes. Xiao Yi's heart tightened, realizing that this person had thoughts of committing suicide.
He rushed over, snatched the knife from the man's hand, and shouted, "What are you doing? You can't give up like this!"
The man burst into tears and choked up, saying, "I can't stand it anymore. What's the point of living like this? I might as well die."
Xiao Yi hugged him tightly and said firmly: "No, we will definitely survive. As long as we persist, there will be hope! You can't give up your life so easily!"
The people around also gathered around and tried to persuade him.
"Yeah, we can't just give up like this."
"Xiao Yi is right. If we work together, we will definitely get through this."
With everyone's persuasion, the man's emotions gradually calmed down, but the shadow of despair still loomed in everyone's heart. Xiao Yi knew that he must find a solution to the dilemma as soon as possible, otherwise this despair would continue to spread and bring even more terrible consequences.
Finally, after what seemed like an endless wait, a miracle occurred. The torrential rain, as if being slowly drawn back by an invisible hand, gradually subsided.
When the first ray of sunlight pierced through the clouds and poured down, people's faces instantly lit up with joy. Their originally dim eyes suddenly brightened, as if the fire of hope had been rekindled.
Some people couldn't help cheering, their voices filled with long-suppressed excitement and joy, "The sun is out! The sun is out!" They waved their arms as if celebrating a great victory.
Many people looked up at the sky, their faces filled with bright smiles, the upward curve of their mouths showing their inner excitement. They greedily enjoyed the warm sunshine, as if they wanted to absorb every ray of light into their bodies.
Some people began hugging each other, sharing the joy of this moment, tears of excitement welling up in their eyes. They sighed in their hearts, saying that they had finally made it through and finally saw the light.
Everyone came out of their shelters and basked in the sunshine, their steps becoming lighter, as if all the fatigue and stress had washed away with the rain.
"Great! The rain has finally stopped and the sky is clear!" people cheered in their hearts. The feeling of surviving a disaster made them cherish the sunshine even more, as if every ray of light represented a new beginning.
Deep within their hearts, corners once occupied by despair and depression were now filled with sunshine. The seeds of hope began to take root and sprout in their hearts. They believed that everything would gradually get better, just like the sunshine after the rainstorm, which will always come. Everyone's face was filled with longing and anticipation for the future, and excitement surged through the crowd like a wave.
Although the light was faint, it was like a bright lamp in the darkness, instantly igniting hope in everyone's hearts.
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