"Farewell, Master Immortal!"
Chi Jiujiu and her friend arrived at the next refugee gathering place.
Except for the two rescue operations at the gathering place in Moro Cape.
She and Wuwang had passed by the remaining refugee area when they checked the situation in Liberia last time. Today was the first time they came here and the refugees did not recognize them.
"Who are you?"
The person who was cooking looked wary when he saw the two people appear.
Wuwang revealed his identity, "We are gods."
After this operation, the refugees went from shock to joy to shouting.
"We now have food for the second half of the year! That's great, thank you, Immortal."
Chi Jiujiu saw that on the devastated land, a stove was burning brightly. Some of the iron pots on it were cooking poisonous grains, while others were cooking wild vegetable porridge.
She quickly stopped them, “You must not eat the old food anymore.
This food is unsafe.
Cook the rations I will give you later."
"But everything in the pot is cooked."
"This is precious food that we've grown for a year. We really don't want to throw it away! And it took so long to cook it with so much firewood."
Two-thirds of the people hesitated.
I don't want to throw away the food in the pot.
Chi Jiujiu said coldly, "Everyone listen, throw away the food in the pot first and go into the tent to wait. I will give food to them first."
Her voice was clear.
Some groups with less food stored began to move and returned to their tents first.
Most of the people are still outside.
These people thought that the army would come to inspect tomorrow, and if they were found hoarding the original food, they would be severely punished.
So they took the opportunity to eat all the food they had.
Can't waste it!
Chi Jiujiu didn't waste any time. She quickly distributed food to the small group of people who threw the poisoned food.
Wuwang followed closely behind and put out the clothes.
However, just as the two were concentrating on feeding the refugees who had thrown away the food in the pot.
The same scene reappears.
"Oh no, oh no, your child has vomited and fainted, hurry up and see how to treat him!"
Many children overate and suffered from food poisoning, foaming at the mouth and dying.
The parents knelt down and begged for help, full of regret.
Chi Jiujiu rescued him, gave him some instructions, and left.
Two hours later.
The two finally traveled through all the refugee areas in Liberia and distributed all the relief supplies.
Chi Jiujiu received a lot of faith points from the refugees.
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