"You actually have medicine on you?" Old Tang was surprised. "It's so hard to replenish this kind of thing."
Actually, what Lao Tang wanted to say was that the little girl's injury would stop bleeding on its own in a couple of days, and there was no need to waste medicine.
However, these two are newcomers, and he doesn't know them well. It doesn't seem right for him to be so possessive of other people's things.
"Yes, I only brought a little bit." Freya helped the little girl to the side, poured some medicine from her small medicine bottle, and applied it to the wound.
“Then we’re good friends, right?” Freya sat down beside Lin Yu, tending to his wounds as she spoke. “What kind of person do you think Shi Yin is?”
"Hmm, Sister Shiyin?" A hint of confusion appeared in Lin Yu's eyes: "Actually, I've never met her, but she should be a good person. I once ran away and passed out outside. When I woke up, I came back here. I heard that it was Sister Shiyin who brought me back."
"Huh? Shi Yin doesn't spend much time with you guys?" Freya put away the medicine bottle, somewhat surprised.
"Yes, the adults all say that my sister has more important things to do, and she never comes here," Lin Yu said softly.
"Actually, it's understandable. If Shi Yin hadn't been constantly clearing away the zombies around us, we probably would have been surrounded." Old Tang interjected at the right moment: "She must have been the most tired. There are never enough zombies to clear away. No matter how many you clear, it's just a temporary fix."
"I wonder when the sky will return to normal. When the blue sky reappears, things should be much better after the apocalypse," Old Tang sighed.
"But what is your special ability? I've never seen it before." Old Tang looked at Freya with some surprise: "This pink energy is really special."
"It's a secret." Freya stood up. "But I heard you're having some kind of banquet tonight?"
"Oh, right, I almost forgot about something so important. I'll take you to rest first; I still have things to do." Old Tang suddenly realized.
They said they would take them to rest, but in reality, there weren't even any rooms available.
It was just that a curtain was put up in a place further away from the dormitory, a few wooden boxes were put together, and a clean mattress was placed on top, and that made a bed.
Freya and Nanzhu had never seen such harsh conditions before. It wasn't that they disliked them, but rather that they were shocked by them.
The mattress has a stubborn layer of stains that can't be washed off, the color is completely distorted, and its shrunken and deformed appearance makes it impossible to imagine what material it is made of.
Old Tang hurriedly gave a few instructions and then went out again to explain the banquet arrangements to everyone.
The people here have clearly lost their sense of time. When they heard that a banquet could be held tonight, they perked up and pulled out ribbons and lanterns from the bottom of their trunks to decorate the surroundings.
A few people went to inform the kitchen. As they walked away, some people's eyes lit up, and they swallowed hard. Clearly, they would be able to eat food that was infinitely better than before at this banquet.
Their banquet was held above ground, not in this underground shelter.
Freya and Nanzhu followed them out.
The banquet was held in a house above the shelter. The space was quite large, and although more than two hundred people were crammed together, it wasn't too crowded. There was also space to set up tables and food.
Freya and Nanzhu went to the kitchen to help out, but were shocked by what they saw of the dishes laid out there.
The yellowed vegetable leaves were carefully set aside, while the shriveled, long, thin things, perhaps loofah, were chopped into pieces and thrown directly into a huge pot.
A man who looked like a chef carefully selected two of the largest eggs from a row of eggs, then carefully closed the box and pinched a pinch of minced meat.
After thinking for a moment, I gritted my teeth, pinched off a small amount, threw it into the pot, and put the meat back in the pot.
The other pot was probably simmering porridge. Both pots were unusually large, and the amount of rice and vegetables put in was very small, at least disproportionate to the amount of water. Freya watched as the chef ground tree bark into powder and mixed it into the porridge.
Freya couldn't stand it anymore and came out. Nan Zhu's expression was also not good.
These were things they had learned about in textbooks when they were young, scenes they had only seen in textbooks during famine years. They never expected to see them in such a bloody way.
Freya simply couldn't imagine how these humans survived to the end.
“Let’s go find Shi Yin tonight and ask her if she’s progressed to the Seven Deadly Sins.” Nan Zhu crossed his arms and whispered, “At least, the two of us should be able to handle one of them.”
"Aren't you the most indifferent guy? If the two of us go to fight one of the Seven Deadly Sins, we'll die, won't we?" Freya wiped her eyes and chuckled. "I won't care about you. If you really die, you'll never be able to come back to Shiyin's side again."
Nanzhu: "..."
Nan Zhu was unaware of this, and he felt he shouldn't get involved in these matters.
In his world, Shi Yin will come to find him; he just needs to wait.
But it's so quiet. Nanzhu suddenly understood where the desolation on Shiyin's body came from. The noisy clamor was reduced to scattered sounds. How many times had it been repeated?
At that moment, Nan Zhu probably understood.
He was human, and there was no way he could become a part of the new world, not only because of his brother, but also because he wanted to help humans and live like humans.
Just like a human being!
However, to Freya and Nanzhu's surprise, the two pots they saw in the kitchen were the entire meal for this banquet.
Each person received a bowl of porridge and a bowl of soup. There was a fair amount of fruit juice, but it was clearly diluted with too much water, and you could only taste a tiny bit of fruit juice.
"Haha, eat as much as you want, there's no limit to the soup and porridge this time." Old Tang came to Nan Zhu's side and patted him on the shoulder: "Young man, you're handsome and your skills must be extraordinary, otherwise your hair would have been shaved off long ago."
In the apocalypse, only ruthless people can grow their hair long.
Putting aside how difficult it is to wash your hair, this long hair could easily be caught by any bird-like zombie or a more agile one, and the scalp could be torn off.
Nan Zhu's long hair was smooth, black, and shiny, clearly indicating that it had been well-maintained and that she had never suffered any hardship.
In this shelter, only the children have medium-length hair, and even most of the women have their hair cut into spiky styles.
"Is this to deliver wine to Xiao... cough, Shiyin?" Nanzhu noticed that Old Tang was holding a wine glass.
The wine glass looked clean, and the white wine inside looked quite presentable. If it weren't for the rather simple surroundings, the wine itself would have looked rather exquisite.
"Yes, and we also have to bring her some food. I don't know how long she's been eating bread." Old Tang said as he walked, carrying a tray made of wooden planks. "We all treat Shi Yin like our own child. This little girl only knows how to fight. She can't cook or sew clothes."
Freya: "? She can't cook?"
"Yeah, she used to bring two fish with great effort, and she insisted on showing off her skills. In the end, half of them were burnt and the other half were undercooked. She also added too much mint, so you couldn't taste any fish meat at all." Old Tang couldn't help but laugh and cry when he thought about the past.
"Fortunately, we haven't eaten fish in a long time. Even if the fish is spoiled, we still eat it with relish. Anyway, since that incident, no one has dared to let her cook."
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