"Be quiet first, don't disturb the children."
Atena and the woman quickly stopped crying, wiped their eyes, and made room for Chi Jiujiu and the other person.
Chi Jiujiu stepped forward on the straw mat and looked down.
Of the ten children, seven were Atena's and three were the woman's.
Breathing is getting weaker and weaker.
The herbalist had just wiped the white foam from the corners of their mouths, and now the color of their lips was becoming increasingly blue and purple.
Chi Jiujiu sighed and squatted down, then without any hesitation, she grabbed the child's wrist and transferred healing spiritual power to the child to repair the damage to his body.
A quarter of an hour later.
All the children opened their eyes and their complexions returned to normal.
“Thank you for the rescue, Immortal.
Great! The child is alive again."
The cheers of Atena and the women alarmed the refugees in the surrounding tents.
Many people came over and saw that the child who was originally not going to survive the night was rescued. Then they looked at the great immortal who came over two days ago to exchange honey for grain seeds and gave them wild boars.
They finally understood.
It turns out that poisonous seeds can no longer be planted. The immortal has good intentions!
"Greetings to the Buddha, greetings to the immortals!"
The refugees knelt down in worship.
By the way, ever since Wuwang set up the formation the day before yesterday, the temperature in this refugee gathering area has remained at the most suitable temperature.
The refugees will not freeze at night.
They were unable to express their gratitude to Wuwang in words, and they even set up a tablet for him in private, burning incense and offering sacrifices to him. Unfortunately, the tablet was not spiritual, so Wuwang could not receive their wishes.
"You guys get up."
Chi Jiujiu waved to the refugees, and Wuwang used his divine power to lift up the refugees who were kneeling on the ground, and accepted their bow.
But he doesn't like people kneeling down to him.
I see more and more people coming.
Chi Jiujiu said in a clear voice, "Everyone, remember this! Never eat food grown with poisonous seeds again."
"yes!"
The refugees responded one after another.
But a small number of people looked worried.
The poisonous food should be thrown away, but the second half of the year will be extremely difficult after that.
Wuwang glanced at the refugees' expressions calmly and said in a low and sweet voice, "I am aware of your concerns. We will give you food and oil supplies for the next six months.
But this time, your life from now on depends on you."
The great god is going to give away supplies, or for the second half of the year?
After two seconds of silence, the refugees cheered loudly!
Chi Jiujiu took one last look at the ten children, told A Tai, "They need to eat light food these days," and then walked out of the tent with Wuwang.
When the cheering refugees saw Chi Jiujiu and the other person coming out, they immediately made way for them.
Chi Jiujiu directed, "All members of each of your families should return to their tents. I will distribute supplies to you in small groups."
Nearly two thousand refugees quickly returned to their tents.
The largest small group has ten people.
There may be as few as two or even one person.
Chi Jiujiu plans to distribute it per person.
She probed her spiritual sense into the storage ring, and then took out the supplies specifically used to help the refugees. She walked along the dirt road between the tents, delivering the items to each house one by one.
The first tent, five people.
Chi Jiujiu took out five portions of rice, flour, cooking oil, seasonings and some simple daily utensils such as pots, pans, and utensils.
Half a year's worth of food wasn't a lot, but it was enough to fill their tents.
The five people saw a slight flick of the sleeve, and suddenly a pile of items appeared on the ground.
Chi Jiujiu said gently, "This is yours, put it away."
Wuwang took a look at the heights and figures of the five people, took out two sets of suitable clothes from the storage ring, and placed them in the pile of supplies.
Looking at the food and clothes that are about to pile up into a small mountain.
One of the older female refugees was the first to react. She suddenly knelt down in front of Chi Jiujiu and kowtowed repeatedly.
"Thank you, Immortal! Thank you, Master!"
Seeing this, the other four followed suit.
The refugees waiting in the surrounding tents all popped their heads out to look at this scene, their eyes moistened.
There is hope for their lives in the second half of the year!
With these, when the new crops are planted, we will no longer suffer from hunger and hardship next year or in the future.
"You're welcome, everyone, get up."
Chi Jiujiu felt helpless.
As she spoke, she was already walking towards the second tent.
Wuwang followed behind her, and his eyes became more gentle as he watched her carefully distribute supplies.
"This is yours."
"Thank you, Immortal!"
“........”
Before she knew it, Chi Jiujiu had distributed half of the supplies.
At this time, a drizzle suddenly began to fall from the sky.
The refugees stopped carrying supplies, looked up at the sky, and silently prayed that the rain would not get heavy, otherwise these things would get wet.
However, the rain gradually became heavier and was about to turn into a downpour.
Wuwang frowned slightly, raised his hand and waved it, and an invisible barrier enveloped the entire refugee camp, isolating the rain from outside.
Half a quarter of an hour later.
Chi Jiujiu finally finished distributing the supplies to the refugee area.
Before leaving, I thought that I would never come here again.
She then warned, "Our help ends here. How you live your life from now on depends on you."
The refugees who were stuffing supplies into the tent came out one after another, looking at Chi Jiujiu and the other person with tears in their eyes.
"Immortal, you won't come again in the future?"
Chi Jiujiu nodded lightly, "Well, we won't come."
She couldn't leave hope for the refugees, lest they always pin their hopes on God instead of taking their fate into their own hands.
"let's go."
Wuwang glanced at the refugee area indifferently and whispered to Chi Jiujiu.
There were refugees everywhere in Liberia, and there were no less than ten such gathering places. He and Jiujiu tried their best to distribute all the supplies before dark.
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