Chapter 777: Evil
Not only Huangmao, but even his younger brothers could not escape the scythe of the god of death.
They fell ill one after another and then died after daybreak.
The victims who stayed behind and did not evacuate did not know why, and repeated the mistakes of Huang Mao and his companions, and then trembled in fear of death...
Bi Qiaoan rested in the ruins for a night and finally recovered his spirit.
Waking up in the morning glow, mother and son took An An out of the space, and stretched their arms and kicked their legs to exercise.
The noise made by the two woke up the old couple and several girls who were in a light sleep. They also followed Bi Qiaoan's example and exercised.
After they were all sweaty, they looked at each other with disgust.
"What should I do now?" There is no water to wash, and the house is already smelly, and now it smells even worse.
Bi Qiaoan listened to their complaints, chuckled, shook his head and said, "Shouldn't you be considering the issue of drinking water now?
I didn't drink water in the first two days because I had just been in trouble and had food to replenish my water, so the situation was not that urgent.
But today is the fourth morning. Can we still count on the moisture in the biscuits and bread? I am afraid I will die of thirst!"
A few girls licked their cracked lips and suddenly felt that what the man said made a lot of sense. Why didn’t they think of it before?
"Then what do you say we should do?" asked the girl who had been the most stubborn.
"Find a way to find the tools to distill pure water. Didn't you learn that in school?"
"I've learned it, but I've never applied it." A girl said weakly.
Bi Qiaoan rolled his eyes and said, "What's so difficult about this? If you can't do it precisely, can't you do something simple? Haven't you ever cooked at home?"
"It's been cooked!" Several people were confused.
Bi Qiaoan simply explained to them: "We don't have any professional tools now, so we can only look for pots and bowls in the ruins. Just like when you cook, liquefied water vapor will flow down from the lid of the pot. Whether we use broken glass or broken leaves, as long as the water vapor can liquefy and flow into the bowl, it will be fine."
Several girls nodded, indicating that they understood, but said: "Will this be too slow? Also, if we can't eat the fish in the sea, can we still use the water?"
Bi Qiaoan glanced at the other party and asked, "Aren't you idle all day? Do you have other things to do? Also, besides seawater, do we have other water resources to use now?
If you use it, you may die of plague. If you don't use it, you will die of thirst. Either way, you will die. Make your choice!"
"Hey, why are you like this?"
Bi Qiaoan spread his hands and said, "What's wrong with me? Didn't I tell you what to do? Why are you thinking so much? Do we have other options now?
Besides, can't you boil the distilled water again? It'll just cost you some firewood and water, and there aren't many people alive now, so we can afford to waste it."
Bi Qiaoan's words were unpleasant to hear, but after they thought about it, they felt that it was indeed true, so they did not refute it and obediently went to search through the ruins for tools.
Seeing her mother standing there motionless, An An asked her, "Aren't we going?"
Bi Qiaoan shook her head. She wanted to go to the other side of the "isolated island" to take a look.
So he said to them, "You guys go ahead and look for it while I go explore the other side of this ruin."
"Aren't you coming with us?" Several girls looked at Bi Qiaoan in shock, feeling abandoned.
Bi Qiaoan smiled and said, "We have to know what the situation is on the other side. If it's not submerged by the sea, can't we leave here?" There is no need to stay here and fight to the death.
The old man hesitated for a moment and said to Bi Qiaoan, "I'll go with you."
Bi Qiaoan shook his head: "No, you should stay and take care of the girls. I'm afraid those people will come and cause trouble, so you should all be careful.
If you find the tools, try to distill pure water. If you can't do it, wait until I come back. Maybe I can find the tools on the other side."
Several girls were quite moved when they heard this, but they didn't know that this was just an excuse to get them away.
"Okay, be careful on the road." said the old man.
Bi Qiaoan nodded and left with An An.
The two walked around the water and headed in another direction that they had never explored. After walking for more than an hour, they saw a half-collapsed ruin.
I say it is half-collapsed because the buildings here still have their shape. Some of the good quality ones are not even damaged.
Bi Qiaoan's eyes lit up, thinking that he might find something here.
She pulled An An carefully forward to look, and sure enough, through the broken glass window, she saw the mess inside.
"It's a little dirty, but it can still be used if it's washed." Bi Qiaoan sighed as he looked at the furniture and clothes scattered all over the place.
She wanted to go in and see if there was anything to eat, but the precarious appearance of the building stopped her in her tracks.
"Forget it, let's just walk a little further." Bi Qiaoan picked up An An and shuttled through the crooked buildings.
They were hungry at noon, so they found a sheltered place to have a nice lunch, and then continued exploring after they had rested enough.
At 4:30 in the afternoon, Bi Qiaoan felt that she could not go any further. If she went any further, she might end up back at the place where she landed.
So he prepared to turn back, but just as he set off, he heard a group of people coming from a distance, cursing and saying dirty words.
"Fuck the apocalypse. I'm trapped here and can't even leave. I really want to chop those bastards to pieces."
"That's enough, isn't it just that someone stole your fish? Don't you see how sick they are?"
"That's right. If you want to get yourself killed, don't drag us down with you. Everyone knows that fish in the sea cannot be eaten."
"Do I really want to eat fish? I just don't want to live! I've been trapped here for days and nights, and all I can do is chew tree bark and drink urine. What's the point of living like this?"
"I'm telling you not to be ungrateful. How many people want to live but can't? You can have the good fortune you have today, don't you know how many lifetimes of virtue your ancestors have accumulated?"
"I'm just upset and I want to vent but I can't! It's so damn unlucky. I've been looking for two or three days but I can't find anything to eat."
"Okay, stop complaining. There are still many places here that we haven't searched yet. Hurry up and search again, otherwise we will really starve to death."
"I know, I know. Why are you shouting? This place is so fucking weird. The building is still in good condition. The furniture and clothes are all there, but there is nothing to eat. I did find a bag of noodles a few days ago, but it has been soaked in sea water and turned into a paste. What's the use of it? Can it be eaten or used to paste walls?"
"Do you think this is also an evacuated city? Those residents took away all the food from their homes, and the remaining items are all things that they don't need for the time being."
"I don't think so. Otherwise, you wouldn't have found the can of meat the day before yesterday. I'm more inclined to believe that the sea water swept here and washed away all the food."
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