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pain!
The moment Xie Yunsui regained consciousness, he felt pain all over his body, and each part of his body hurt itself.
My vision went dark, I felt dizzy and my headache was mixed with headache, and my stomach was aching as if there was an electric drill at work.
"Xiao Wan. I remember when I first came to your place, my body's reaction almost disappeared. Why does it hurt so much now?" Xie Yunsui had no strength to move, so he simply closed his eyes and asked in his mind.
Wanjie Shop: [The owner's soul is powerful. Upon returning to his body, it began to automatically repair its functions. Your senses, dulled by extreme hunger, are being awakened.]
Xie Yunsui: "Then where does this tearing pain from head to toe come from right now?"
Wanjie Shop: [Your physical fitness is too poor, and your soul is too powerful. They are not compatible for the time being.]
It's like trying to put something dozens of times bigger into a small container; the only thing that awaits it is shattering.
Therefore, the skin, flesh, and bones were repeatedly exploded by the soul body, and then madly repaired by Xiao Wanyong's energy, and even the hunger pain was revived.
Xie Yunsui tremblingly took out a bottle of spiritual liquid from the space and drank it in one gulp.
The spiritual liquid caressed his dry mouth and throat. The slightly cool liquid made Xie Yunsui feel comfortable for a moment, but then a deeper tearing pain came, and Xie Yunsui curled up into a ball.
The little bee was extremely anxious in the small Wan space: "It's over, shopkeeper, you got the wrong thing. Did you mean to drink pure water? You got spiritual liquid water instead. This is for the body tempering of foundation-building cultivators!"
Xie Yunsui's consciousness was a little distorted, but he still managed to reply to the little bee: "I didn't take the wrong one...it's going to hurt anyway, so let's hurt together."
The gap between the physical body and the soul body is too big. I have to wait for the body to slowly repair and successfully adapt to the soul body. I don’t know how long the pain will last.
In a daze, Xie Yunsui vaguely felt someone touching his forehead, patting his shoulder, calling his name, and saying something else, but he could not hear anything.
When the pain gradually eased to a point where Xie Yunsui could bear it, he panted slightly and asked Little Bee, "How long have I been in pain?"
"Six hours." said the little bee.
It was much faster than he had imagined. Xie Yunsui propped himself up and felt the cushion under his palm, and was slightly stunned.
Little Bee explained: "You looked like you scared someone, so a few people came and moved you here, took your temperature, and then someone tried to give you some water, but you couldn't drink it, so they left."
"Is it the one wearing green?"
"How did you know? I thought you had passed out from the pain, but you're still awake?"
Xie Yunsui smiled and didn't explain much. In fact, he didn't have the energy to explain.
He took out water and food from the space one after another and ate slowly.
The stomach that had been hungry for a long time finally waited for the food to be fed by its owner. The stomach moved, accelerating the digestion of gastric juice. For Xie Yunsui, it was another burst of pain. He slowly felt the capacity of the stomach and stopped eating after eating half of it.
As if his stomach had finally started to work normally, Xie Yunsui began to drink a bottle of recovery potion on the left and a bottle of treatment potion on the right.
The body recovered faster and the pain was almost non-existent.
At this time, Xie Yunsui felt that the soul body was more convenient, and the shell that Xiao Wan made for him was also easy to use and hardly gave him any trouble.
Xie Yunsui looked around and realized that he had been moved to a tent. The tent was very small and could only accommodate one person. He sat up and was about to take a look outside when the tent was suddenly opened.
A puff of steam blew in his face, and then a soldier in military uniform and a mask poked his head in and met Xie Yunsui's eyes.
"You, you, you're awake?" The soldier seemed to have not expected that he would wake up. His eyes widened, and he quickly turned around and shouted, "Captain Zhang! Captain Zhang! He's awake!"
Xie Yunsui had almost recovered, so he followed him out. As soon as he got out of the tent, he heard a series of rapid footsteps approaching.
"Don't move!" Zhang Jingyu shouted, stopping Xie Yunsui's movements, and then explained: "Wait a moment, let me take your temperature."
Xie Yunsui looked at him, and when his face overlapped with the one in his memory, he smiled slightly: "Brother Zhang."
Zhang Jingyu couldn't laugh. He put on a mask and disposable rubber gloves, and walked forward with a thermometer: "Here, if you wake up, put it in yourself."
Xie Yunsui raised his eyebrows: "I'm infected?"
Zhang Jingyu: "Who knows? The conditions are limited. I can only check your temperature first. You looked like you were almost mutated just now."
Xie Yunsui looked at the few people following him, who were supporting each other and looking over to see what was happening to him.
It was probably because the noise he made while enduring the pain was too loud, which caused panic. People thought he was infected with the virus or something else, so Zhang Jingyu gave him a tent to isolate him.
While taking his temperature, Zhang Jingyu couldn't help but look at him several times.
Xie Yunsui: "Brother Zhang, why are you looking at me like that?"
"You kid, why do you feel like a different person?" Zhang Jingyu frowned.
The face is still the same, at most thinner than the last time I saw her, but the temperament is completely different.
Xie Yunsui laughed at himself and said, "I haven't taken care of it for a few days, so I've become uglier."
"I heard that you volunteers gave all the food to the villagers. They're all starving. If I hadn't arrived with my men, you would have been wiped out!"
"How's everyone doing?"
"He's been hungry for a few days and is completely exhausted. When I came back and saw him, I thought he was... Fortunately, he's still breathing. I gave him some water and rice porridge. Nutritional injections and other things, but I can't count on him right now. The rain keeps falling, we can't go out, and outsiders can't get anything in. Not to mention nutritional injections, in two days..."
There is not even rice porridge to eat.
When he said the second half of the sentence, Zhang Jingyu's voice lowered and even disappeared. A trace of despair flashed in his eyes, but he concealed it well.
The purpose of this rescue operation is to bring out the villagers from the small mountain villages nestled in the mountains and rivers of Linshi.
The environment surrounded by mountains and water was a place with excellent feng shui before this catastrophe.
Many wealthy people in the city still like to come to these places for vacation. Even the drought in the previous ten months has caused damage here within a controllable range. However, when heavy rains come, the rising water level begins to threaten the villagers' living environment.
At that time, village leaders, county leaders and other local authorities had been calling on them to leave and move to cities in higher latitudes to live. However, how could the villagers who had lived in their hometown for many years just leave? They always felt that their homes were built too high, and if the first floor was not habitable, there were still the second and third floors. Before the danger came, people always thought they would be the lucky ones.
It was not until the surrounding mountains could no longer hold water and several flash floods and landslides occurred that the villagers here realized they could no longer leave.
Zhang Jingyu led the team to relocate all the villagers in the small mountain village this time. However, the villagers lived along the mountain and were widely distributed, making the relocation work extremely difficult. At that time, there was a shortage of manpower in various places. It was not until the Qingshan Rescue Team to which Xie Yunsui belonged contacted them and said that they could help them share some of the work.
The Qingshan Rescue Team has a well-known name and is said to have rich experience in emergency rescue. The volunteers in it are all trained before they can go on missions, and they don't just rush forward with courage.
Before they came, Zhang Jingyu had heard of their names from his old friends in the army and had received high praise from them.
The situation was urgent at the time. It was heard that several families in a small mountain village close to the deep mountains were swept away by mountain torrents and their whereabouts were unknown. Zhang Jingyu could only lead the rescue team inside, leaving two people to take care of the nearby villagers, let them meet up with the Qingshan rescue team, and then organize people to leave first.
But when Zhang Jingyu and his men returned, they discovered that the only entrance and exit had collapsed again, this time carrying a tree with it. The tree, including its roots, was thick and heavy, making it difficult to move with human power alone. They had to wait for machinery to arrive, but the machinery was also blocked by mud and water...
After understanding the situation, Zhang Jingyu learned that the Qingshan rescue team had sent out the old and the young first, and the young and middle-aged people were the last ones to leave. They retreated in time when the landslide occurred, and there were no casualties. Unfortunately, the first group to leave took the stored food with them, and the remaining food was only enough for three days.
When Zhang Jingyu brought the survivors out, five days had passed and they had been out of food for two days.
Without saying a word, he contacted the outside world and learned that the obstacles at the entrance and exit could not be cleared in a short time. He first sent a small team to follow the villagers who were good at climbing the mountain to find out if there was a small path out, and then took a dozen people to search for food in people's homes in the mountains.
Unfortunately, the people in the mountains only eat food grown in their own fields. There are few foods that are packaged in plastic. Staple foods such as rice and flour have been soaked in water, and the supplies carried to high-rise buildings by the owners have become moldy due to improper storage. Very few can be imported.
They searched from house to house for nearly ten days.
When he came back, Zhang Jingyu saw people lying on the ground. Some of them had pale faces and seemed to be dead, while others had flushed faces and were confused due to fever. He was so scared that his heart stopped.
After discovering that everyone still had a weak breath left, he quickly provided first aid. However, he was not a professional medical worker after all, and he had no medicine, so he could only watch over them while feeding them rice porridge and water.
Most of the food we brought back was gone in no time.
Damn rain, it never stops. When will it stop?
Zhang Jingyu looked at the drizzling rain outside. It was now a light rain.
As long as it's not raining heavily, the weather is good.
But they were now almost out of ammunition and food, and even the good weather that had not been seen for a long time could not bring any comfort to Zhang Jingyu.
He knew that the food reserves were not enough to keep them waiting for rescue, but he could not say anything.
Xie Yunsui took out the thermometer and checked the scale: "36.8 degrees, no fever."
Zhang Jingyu took back the thermometer, took a look at it first, then threw it away and sprayed some alcohol. These were all in the first aid kit brought by the volunteers, and they would be used on those people with high fever later.
"Rest here. There's not much to do right now. We can only wait for rescue from outside. Don't move."
Move less, consume less, and get hungry slower.
Zhang Jingyu turned around and was about to leave. He couldn't rest yet because he had to ensure the physical condition of the patients.
Xie Yunsui looked at Zhang Jingyu's back and suddenly said, "Captain Zhang, can you still contact the higher-ups now?"
Zhang Jingyu turned around, his eyebrows raised: "Rescue? They're on the way, wait a little longer."
He thought Xie Yunsui was asking when he could go out.
Xie Yunsui shook his head and said in a very soft voice: "I have something I want to hand over. I hope you can give me some advice."
Zhang Jingyu was about to say, what could he possibly have to hand over? The volunteers had brought supplies and medical kits, and they were almost all gone by now. But then he thought, could it be that while transferring villagers, they had discovered illegal weapons? Or had the floods washed out cultural relics hidden deep in the mountains?
He turned around and signaled his comrades waiting outside to take the villagers away, then asked, "What do you want to hand over?"
Xie Yunsui said seriously, "I have linked to a Myriad Worlds Shop Management System, which allows me to obtain resources from other worlds through transactions."
Zhang Jingyu felt that he hadn't eaten for a long time and was actually here listening to his nonsense.
But the next second, two bags of rice appeared out of thin air in Xie Yunsui's hands and shattered his three views.
Zhang Jingyu:!!!
He still couldn't believe it and said in a hoarse voice: "What kind of magic is this..."
Xie Yunsui released several boxes of purified water, as well as a lot of anti-inflammatory drugs and nutritional supplements.
Even if he was a famous magician, it was impossible for him to create so many things out of thin air without any equipment.
These are all supplies that are currently in extremely short supply!!
Zhang Jingyu's mind raced, trying to find a reasonable materialistic explanation.
After a while, he asked dully, "What did you say you bound?"
"The Shop of All Worlds."
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The author has something to say: Either hand Xiao Wan over, or take a clear path.
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