"Old Sun, what's the situation with those people? Could they pose a threat to us?" a middle-aged man with a crew cut asked in a low voice.
They hid in a very secluded thicket, carefully observing every move in the village.
The man called Old Sun was a rough-looking man with a scar on his face. He looked to be in his thirties or forties and had short hair, like a crew cut, similar to that of a convict.
Those with very short stubble are basically bald.
Old Sun observed through his binoculars for a while longer, then said in a deep voice, "There's only one woman, an old woman, and a few cats in that group."
"The only man who looked like he could fight was also injured, and it looks like he won't survive."
"Having suffered such serious injuries at this critical juncture, you might as well just wait to die."
Old Sun said in a deep voice, "Judging from their appearance, they are too busy taking care of themselves to pose a threat to us."
The crew-cut man pondered for a moment, then said with a grin, "Do they have any supplies on them?"
Old Sun shook his head, put down the binoculars, and then said, "There's nothing there. It looks like only those few cats are edible."
"I guess it's the reserve food they brought," Old Sun said in a deep voice, glancing back at his companion who was also seriously ill.
So far, he is the only one among them who hasn't fallen.
The other brothers all fell ill because of this strange, contagious disease.
This gave Old Sun a real headache; just yesterday, another one died.
He died from diarrhea.
Before the natural disaster struck, Old Sun never knew that humans were so fragile, that even a bout of diarrhea could be fatal!
His biggest worry right now is finding medicine and a doctor.
But doctors are so hard to find, probably even harder to find than medicine.
Old Sun's brow was furrowed deeply; he no longer knew what to do.
They had barely survived the extreme heat, the torrential rain, and the great flood, and now they've been defeated by a strange disease!
The crew-cut man scratched the back of his head. "What should we do then? Should we go to the city to check?"
"Are you out of your mind? Only big shots can get into the city. People like us shouldn't even dream of it," Old Sun said viciously.
Now it's not just Z City that's changed; the whole world is probably about to change.
Z City is said to be ruled by a very powerful natural-type ability user. Anyone who wants to survive in the city is either a strong human or a superhuman who has awakened their abilities.
Or those researchers with exceptionally high power and intelligence.
It's not a place that ordinary people like them can get into.
The crew-cut man squatted on the ground, clutching his head, and said with a pained expression, "What are we going to do? We're almost out of food, and we have no idea where to find medicine... Are we going to go to the back mountain to gather herbs?"
Old Sun shook his head: "Herbal medicine is basically useless to them, and it hailed last night. It's almost dark now, and if we go out rashly, we won't be able to get back before dark..."
At this point, Old Sun's eyes darkened.
"There's no other way," Old Sun said in a deep voice, his eyes turning cold.
The crew-cut man was startled by the change in Old Sun's eyes: "W-what? Brother Sun, what are you trying to do? You're not going to eat me, are you?!"
Old Sun handed the crew-cut man a large pen bag and said speechlessly, "I'd rather starve to death than eat people, it's disgusting."
"Let's search the village again for cellars; maybe we can find some we missed before," Old Sun said with a helpless sigh.
The crew-cut man muttered, "Why don't we just steal that woman's cat... at least we can eat it for a few days."
Old Sun snorted, "Don't even think about it! Those cats aren't ours."
The crew-cut man was exasperated. "What time is it? Why are you still so stubborn? It would be so much easier to just rob it..."
Old Sun shook his head, remaining silent.
The crew-cut man sighed heavily, "Fine, fine, I can't reason with you. If you're not going to rob me, then fine."
Old Sun didn't say anything, but only said to him, "You have to hold on, don't collapse."
"Otherwise, all the brothers will be waiting to die."
The crew-cut man hummed in agreement. "Okay, Brother Sun. We...we'll go and gather the items now."
After saying that, the two of them began to act.
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At this moment, Qiao He was staying by Bo Shiwu's side, constantly stroking his forehead and monitoring his heart rate and blood pressure.
If Lao Sun and the others had observed Qiao He and the others a little longer, they would have seen Qiao He administer the medication to Bo Shiwu.
By this time, they had searched almost every cellar in the village.
I didn't find anything good.
There was only one rotten radish.
Old Sun handed the radish to the crew-cut man. He was clearly starving himself, but he still said, "Take these things back and give them to the sickest person first."
The crew-cut man's stomach rumbled, and he said desperately, "Brother Sun, do you really think they can survive?"
Old Sun lowered his head and remained silent.
The crew-cut man gritted his teeth: "I'll go back first."
"Be careful on your own, don't let those guys spot you. Although they don't seem to have much fighting ability, they are outnumbered. Brother Sun, you absolutely must not act alone."
Old Sun nodded: "I understand, you can go now."
Of the entire village, only the area where Qiao He and his group were located had not yet been searched.
Although they had already searched the area once, what if there were still cellars they hadn't discovered?
So Lao Sun thought about it and decided to go!
Here, the kittens are all guarding the window, including Lin Qiao.
Although this place looks really safe, you can't be too afraid of the unexpected.
At that very moment, Job noticed something unusual happening nearby!
“Someone’s coming,” Job said in a deep voice, immediately activating his illusion ability.
As soon as Lao Sun approached the courtyard where Qiao He and the others were, he found himself seemingly walking into a misty forest.
"Huh? This is strange, what kind of place is this?" Old Sun muttered to himself.
Just then, Old Sun suddenly saw his seriously ill brothers in front of him.
They, who were originally seriously ill and on the verge of death, appeared perfectly fine before his eyes.
Overcome with excitement, Old Sun shouted, "You! You're still alive?! How are you alright?!"
Job exclaimed in surprise. His illusion ability could not only create illusions according to his will, but also according to the thoughts of others.
It's obvious that this time, Old Sun created his own illusion.
Job found Old Sun standing there alone, crying and laughing, like a lunatic.
Lin Qiao glanced at him, frowned, and immediately took a rope to tie him up.
Suddenly, they heard Old Sun shout in terror, "No, no!!! Brothers, how did you all die?!"
He was swinging his arms wildly, like a madman. He was very strong and looked like he could kill a bear alive.
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