Chapter 1159 The City Where the Sun Never Sets 29
As his thoughts wandered, Lu Shen actually fell asleep.
midnight.
After being injured and being roughly treated by Fu Anan, he began to have a high fever, which can probably be called the critical period during the operation.
Lu Shen's consciousness gradually became muddled and sank, a feeling of endless sinking that indicated a dire situation. The intense awareness of waking up and the physical problems he was experiencing conflicted with each other, creating a delicate balance of power. If he won, he would wake up; if he lost, he would have to start over.
Lu Shen's brows were furrowed unconsciously, his subconscious mind fiercely resisting. Suddenly, a foul smell rushed in, the smell was foul and irritating, like a needle pricking him in his sleep.
He is awake!
The ointment, which still smelled bad after several hours, pulled him back from the brink of death. The fire in the room was still blazing, and he looked at Fu Anan in the backlight, "Fu stinks..."
What a lucky little star.
Fu Anan, who had gotten up in the middle of the night to grill meat, turned her head back and said, "Lu Shen, could you please stop giving me nicknames?"
Or the insulting word "stinky".
"I'm dizzy and hot."
Fu Anan looked at him when she heard that and found that his face was particularly red.
At first I thought it was the reflection of the fire, but when I looked closely I realized it was his natural color.
I reached out and touched his forehead, it was burning hot.
He was sweating a lot and looked very exhausted.
Seeing this, Fu Anan sighed, got some salt water from the space and fed it to him, and used the water to wipe his upper body to cool down.
"I've done everything I should do. Whether you live or die, you owe me a favor."
As she worked on it, she muttered, "Whether you survive now depends on you, it's not my responsibility. Also, where are your supplies hidden? The next round of resurrection may not be here. You can give others a good deal, why not give me a good deal? If you're dying in the future, I will definitely save you."
Saving lives cannot be a loss.
Fu Anan began to calculate his "legacy".
Lu Shen woke up intermittently throughout the night, and the next morning, his fever had subsided.
Since the game, people's physical fitness has improved more or less. Lu Shen recovered visibly after having a fever all night.
Game Day 17
On the vast desert
A camel caravan is moving slowly.
The people's faces were sallow, their eyes numb. Though they were called a camel caravan, only two camels remained. They had already discarded most of their supplies, and the rest, which they were reluctant to throw away, was hung in large and small bags on their backs.
This was the camel caravan that first arrived at the Baimang Gobi Desert.
They had walked a long way, with little food left and almost no water left. They killed the camels that carried the food along the way and drank their blood to replenish their water.
"Lao Li, we'll reach the next Gobi Desert a little further down the road. Do you think there's really water there?"
My companion, who had once looked young and energetic, now had a face covered in dirt and wrinkles, a beard and hair that had grown out, and chapped lips that bleed when he spoke. He looked thirty years older.
"I hope so."
They passed three deserts where water sources had dried up. Lao Li himself was unsure, "The one ahead could be considered an oasis. If there's no water there, then Pangtong might be the only place with water."
If that's really the case...
Old Li looked at the huge sun in the sky. He didn't understand why there was suddenly no water anywhere.
Is this God's punishment for them?
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