"Am I going to die?"

The ignited bonfire could not dispel the chill of his body. Zoe hugged his younger brother in his arms. Hunger made him lose most of his physical fitness, but at this moment he still tightly protected his ten-year-old younger brother under his body, closing his eyes to wait for the pain of being bitten.

"Maybe death is liberation." Zoe thought so in his heart, and he could feel his young brother trembling.

He tried to comfort his younger brother, but he didn't know what to say, so he could only murmur: "You can meet your father and mother soon!"

The expected pain did not come, and a scream came from the darkness, followed by a ploppy falling to the ground.

“Huh?”

A slender figure appeared in the darkness. He frowned and glanced at the ghoul who had killed an arrow in front of him, then glanced at Zoe and said to the rear: "Captain. There are two living people here!"

Saved.

Zoe opened his eyes in surprise, with a residual despair and ecstasy expression. He turned around and saw a corpse.

It was an extremely ugly ghoul, who was once his companion, named Shinov, from Nanfeng County, and was once a groom. The ghoul's limbs were very slender, and the skin on his head was sunken. It looked like he was hungry for a long time before his death. The only special thing was its belly. The ghoul's belly was bulging high and looked like it had been stuffed into a stone. Such characteristics also appeared on Zoe and his young brother. They had no exception, their stomachs were a little bulging because what they kept in their stomachs was not food, but bark, grass roots, leather, and even some kind of soft soil. These extremely difficult-to-digested foods can temporarily resist hunger, but cannot supplement the nutrients they needed. The former companions fell one after another, and many people became ghouls because of the torture of hunger during their lifetime, including his father and mother.

They were refugees wandering in the wilderness, and heard of the wealth and stability of the South Coast, hoping to cross the wilderness to reach the Wind Spear Hills.

"Give."

The young wanderer threw a small package over, but his eyes remained alert: "Eat something first."

Something to eat.

Zoe suddenly rushed over with his eyes shining, took out the black bread inside and ate it. The familiar smell made him cry. He hadn't eaten real food for a long time. As if he had thought of something, he quickly broke off a small piece of bread, put it in his mouth and chewed it a few times, then took it out and reached it in front of his weak brother, and whispered: "Joey. I have something to eat. Bread, eat it quickly and you will have the strength."

"Water." The wanderer saw his movements softer, and then threw a kettle over.

In the wilderness, he had seen many refugees who had completely lost their human nature and reason. The young people in front of him were much better than too many people he had seen.

"Is there still a living person?"

A middle-aged man with a cold expression appeared, followed by two soldiers with shiny eyes. The middle-aged man glanced at Zoe and then said, "Have you checked?"

The young wanderer shook his head.

The middle-aged man glanced at him and said in a deep voice: "Prepare some food for them. Then take it to the temple to hand it over to the priest. Everyone around here was infected by the plague."

After saying that, he whispered to the person next to him: "Send them now, be careful that they become ghouls on the way."

"you!……"

Zoe immediately recovered a lot of strength after eating. He looked up at the man in awe, and suddenly seemed to recognize something, and said in surprise: "You!... are you from Modo City?..."

The middle-aged man nodded, but ignored the young man.

He still has a lot to do, the nearby water sources were polluted, and many hungry refugees only needed a little bit of death to become ghouls in weakness and hunger. Some of the people he received at the beginning turned into ghouls on the road, not only killing many refugees, but also killing three of his men.

These are all good players from Modo City!

When he thought of this middle-aged man, he felt heartbroken. Fengchi Hill's guards were too strong. He brought twelve people from Modo City, but he didn't expect that a quarter of them would be killed in a mistake.

That damn ghoul!

The young wanderer saw Zoe recovering a little and walked over and said in a deep voice: "How many more do you have?"

Zoe thought for a while and said, "Some of them fell behind. We encountered a group of goblins on the way. Some of them had become... turned into human-eating monsters... I don't know... there were more than a hundred people when we set off... Now we are the only two of us still alive..."

The young wanderer was silent.

At this time, Zoe discovered the other party's pretty ears, which was a half-elf wanderer.

"Follow me."

The wanderer seemed to have no interest in speaking and said in a deep voice: "I will take you to a safe place first."

The food gave Zoe a little strength, and his words made Zoe full of hope. He helped his young brother up and followed him staggeredly.

Along the way, although the wanderers in front were leading the way, they kept a distance from them, with a hint of vigilance in their eyes. Zoe didn't know why, but he could guess some of it, maybe he was afraid that he would suddenly become that kind of "people-eating monster".

Zoe has seen many people-eating monsters.

They are called ghouls.

Zoe's parents also became these monsters after his death. He still remembered the scene at that time. If it weren't for the adventurers in the team who killed it, his parents would have bitten him and his brother to death.

Hunger tortures their souls and wills, and when death comes, many people become dead.

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"team leader."

A tall woman walked out of the darkness and said to the middle-aged man in front of her: "There are no living people in front of her. All the rest have become ghouls, and those who have not become ghouls were eaten."

The middle-aged man's eyes were calm and he said in a deep voice: "Prepare to clean up."

"This is an important route to the Wind Spear Hills, and ghouls cannot be occupied. Notify the Dark Blade Guard to prepare for action. The order assigned by Modo City is to clean it up within three days."

"Yes." The woman bowed and left and disappeared into the night.

The wind is howling.

The middle-aged man shook his head and sighed, murmured: "I have been staying in Modo City, and I don't have any feelings for the outside world yet. I didn't expect that the once wealthy south had turned into hell on earth."

On the way, they passed several villages and towns, all of which were gnawed with bones.

"Prepare to act."

The extra emotion is meaningless, and their mission will not be delayed for too long.

……………………

Zoe was drowsy all the way, and he didn't know how long it had been.

In the end, his entire consciousness was blurred. When he recovered, the first thing he saw was a middle-aged priest wearing a white robe. The other party smiled gently at him, and then said to the wanderer next to him: "It's okay. The plague has been dispersed. Take it back for a full disinfection and you can send it to the resettlement camp."

Zoe turned around and saw her sleeping brother.

Then fatigue came, and he fell into a deep sleep again. He felt in a daze that he seemed to have been transported to a carriage, and then half-awake in the bumps.

When his consciousness was completely restored, he had already arrived at a shed that stretched for more than ten miles.

"Name?"

"place of birth?"

"How old?"

"What other relatives?"

The man with a cold expression looked like an official asked him a few words, and then handed him and his brother to a team of soldiers.

There were many people like them, and thousands of people were escorted forward, some were confused and some were full of hope. They walked like this all morning until a green area appeared in front of them.

"Wheat Field?!..."

Zoe opened his mouth wide in surprise. It was winter now, and it shouldn't be a wheat field, even winter wheat should have just been sown.

A sound of amazement rang.

However, they were soon urging the soldiers to advance. They had already escorted many people, and they were filled with exclamation every time, and they were already tired of it.

"Look at those people!...Those people are druids..."

Next to Zoe, a small man whispered: "Legends say they have the power to rejuvenate the earth and all things grow."

Some druids appeared near the wheat fields, and there were many farmers nearby who were busy. They occasionally looked up and then lowered their heads to work. The temperature seemed to start to rise nearby. After passing through the fortress in front, Zoe felt much warmer.

At noon.

Zoe and others arrived at their destination, a medium-sized town, where they were placed to the south.

People with specialties were selected, while people without specialties were concentrated near the farmhouse.

That night.

Zoe slept on a soft hay bed. After a day of walking, Joey slept very much, but there was a vague sound of sobs. He got up and walked to the window and looked at the dark night sky and muttered to himself.

He has no idea what the future will be.

But now they are safe, their father and mother have passed away, but there is still a young brother alive.

No matter what the future holds, he can only stick with it.

Disasters have taken away too much of him, but hope has also given him the motivation to continue to live.

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town Hall.

A man with a clerk looked like a clerk and then said to Adele Isabella in the seat: "Sir. The sixth batch of refugees placed in the resettlement have been counted."

"The population currently received is close to 200,000."

"The southern towns have placed 80,000 people, which is now close to saturation. The other populations may have to be placed in the east and west."

Adele Isabella raised her head and said softly, "I understand."

“How is the crop harvest?”

The clerk took out a notebook and looked at it, and quickly replied: "With the help of the Agricultural Church, one-third of the land has been sown. The druids have allowed some crops to grow in advance, and it is expected that the first batch of food will be harvested next month."
To be continued...