In this way, there's no hope of eating grass to stave off hunger; being hungry doesn't matter, death is the end of it.
As people spend more and more time moving around, they no longer even have the opportunity to eat grass to stave off hunger, as the daytime temperatures of 70 or 80 degrees Celsius have long since dried out most plants.
Water scarcity is a condition affecting all living things.
Liangcheng's team was able to continue because of several water-type ability users. Although these ability users could not create water out of thin air, they were quite good at finding water.
Previously in Liangcheng, the area was limited, and the water vapor could not be sensed in the area where Liangcheng was located.
After leaving, they continued moving, always encountering places with moisture, where these superhumans proved useful. Whenever they found a digging water source, Liangcheng's team would stop for a while and rest for a few days.
After replenishing their water supply, they continued on their way. In this way, even if they were not full, the team could still manage to keep going as long as they had water.
The military in Liangcheng had considered settling down in a place where a water source had been found, but most of these water sources were not abundant. They were just small streams of water mixed on the surface and underground, mostly limited water sources formed during major earthquakes, with no source at all. Once they used them up, they would soon be dried up by the sun.
Therefore, they had no choice but to continue south, even though there had been deaths and injuries in the team and many people had suffered from heatstroke, they still could not stop!
If the disaster is only temporary, then people will continue to wail and complain.
When disasters never cease and death becomes commonplace, people will no longer wallow in pain; numbness will become the dominant theme.
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Under the cover of night, in Fuzhou, countless numb people are seeking relief from the heat under the massive canopy of trees. They are not defeated by the heat, and no one has even suffered from heatstroke.
And all of this is thanks to this giant banyan tree that dominates the city.
Rongcheng is the name the survivors gave to this city that had become ruins.
As for the city's original name, no one remembers it anymore.
The crowd slowly opened their eyes amidst devout prayers. They stood up and lined up in an orderly fashion, seemingly waiting for something.
Soon, two figures, one tall and one short, emerged.
"Saintess".
"Our Lady".
With reverent gazes, the crowd bowed and greeted each other with utmost devotion.
Anya raised her hand, looking completely relaxed.
The crowd calmed down and turned their attention to their "saint".
"The Tree God has prepared food; let's all go back to the sanctuary and share it."
"Thank you, Tree God!"
The crowd offered their sincere thanks, and then left the prayer square in an orderly fashion, heading towards the city's churches.
That place was originally the territory of a certain religion.
But now, the sacred tree is the only faith in this ruined city.
"Mommy, let's go home," the little girl, known as the saint, whispered.
The woman nodded, withdrew the hint of pity she had shown towards the crowd, and took the girl's hand as they walked away step by step.
Yes, they are mother and daughter.
They were just ordinary people, not so-called saints or holy women.
But when the world goes mad and people stop listening to the truth, then no one cares about the truth.
Anya held her daughter's hand tightly. She had lost everything and was powerless to do anything about it. The only thing she could do was protect her daughter.
The best-preserved houses in the city were their dwellings. They did not live with those people in the church; they lived alone, high above, because they were saints and holy women favored by God.
"Click." Anya let out a soft sigh the moment the door was locked.
"You're back?" a deep male voice whispered, and the girl ran up to him and hugged him.
"Dad, I'm hungry."
"Yes, dinner is ready," the man replied softly in the dim light, his tone filled with comfort and affection.
The dignified saintess in the crowd now possessed the liveliness and charm of a little girl.
Looking at her husband and daughter, Anya felt all her weariness disappear; everything she had done was intentional.
The family of three had a very simple dinner: a piece of roast meat and half a glass of water for each person. This was their dinner, and it was a rare treat in the city.
Inside the church, the crowd entering the church maintained a steady pace. They took their seats one by one, sitting neatly at rows of tables and chairs, with their dinners set out in an orderly fashion on the tables in front of them.
"Click...click..."
One after another, gnawing sounds rang out as everyone held a twig and gnawed on it.
The branch wasn't old; it was a vibrant, tender green, and of course, it tasted incredibly crisp.
After they finished eating the branches, they slumped down with muffled thuds.
Once everyone had slumped onto the table, the sanctuary fell silent once more.
As the sun sets, the dense canopy of the banyan trees covers the entire city, blocking the sunlight from penetrating, the scorching heat of the sun, and completely obscuring the moon's view.
At this moment, outside Rongcheng, a figure was slowly approaching.
Her slender figure was stretched long and thin in the afterglow of the setting sun, and the delicate flowers on her head revealed her identity.
"Chirp chirp~" The little white bird saw the huge tree canopy and let out an excited chirp, as if it wanted to rush up and peck at the tree canopy with its beak.
"Be quiet, I'll give you something good to eat later." Ling Xiao stroked the little white bird, looking completely casual.
But those eerie eyes were coldly staring ahead.
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