Chapter 173: Departure (1/2)

Chapter 173: Departure

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“I’ve brought back firearms and new clothes, distribute them later,” Luo Yuan told Zhou Yicheng. The latter agreed instantly and turned to go towards the weapons.

“Hold up… How’s the recovery of your injured members?” Luo Yuan halted him.

“They are much better now. Most of their wounds have already formed scabs. They’ll be fine as long as their wounds don’t come in contact with water,” Zhou Yicheng replied after thinking.

“I’m afraid it’s gonna rain today,” Luo Yuan shook his head in reply.

“I can only hope they push through then.” Zhou Yicheng replied and continued. “Time waits for no man.”

Luo Yuan said nothing when in actuality, he had a better solution for their wounds– life absorbency using his Zhanmadao. It was pretty useless in battles, but an immediate effect could be seen on these types of external wounds if they held his weapon. However, this was one of his secrets and the soldiers were not fated to be on his side yet. Furthermore, they had to part ways when they eventually arrive at the military base.

An excellent blade, especially one that could cut steel like soil and carried magical powers, would spur greed. Besides, things would change then. They would side as they had a favor to ask for. No matter how strong he was, he would be helpless under such circumstances.

It was not that he was unwilling to part with his weapon, but as a swordsman, the Zhanmadao was already part of him. He knew the Zhanmadao's every secret and the blade was akin to an extension of his arm under the immersion of his Will. It would be dangerous for him to lose the Zhanmadao in the apocalypse as his capabilities would be hindered as well. Luo Yuan sighed as he knew he had to act accordingly.

He went out to check on Lao Huang. Compared to yesterday, its recovery was noticeable. The scabs were coming off to reveal fresh skin, and it was walking around so at least there would be no problems for it to walk later. Meals had already been prepared when Luo Yuan returned.

They were about to depart after a quick bite, but a few kids suddenly appeared at the entrance. These were three bony children not unlike those African refugees are seen on TV- their cheeks sunken and eyes hollowed. The oldest ones looked about 13 while the youngest one looked about 11 or 12. Their skin was covered in dust, but it could be seen that they were fair. They looked at everyone timidly- the smallest one even clung onto one of the older kids. Their eyes remained squinted as tears rolled down their faces. Their tear tracks were very evident on their dirty faces.

“Who are you and why are you here?” Wang Shishi asked bossily seeing that they were children.

“Some…somebody asked me to come here.” The tallest one, who is also the boldest one, forced the words out, “They said we could find food here.”

Luo Yuan had a good idea where they were from now. He signaled Wang Shishi to stop asking questions and instead asked the children, “Why are there only three of you? Where are the rest?”

“They don’t want to come. Those people only sent us. The other option would be starving us to death,” the boy toughened up and said with hatred evident in his eyes.

Luo Yuan sighed inwardly. It seemed that those people had little food remaining; chasing these orphaned kids away would have to be the last resort to save some food.

“Those bastards!” Huang Jiahui muttered. “Come here. What are your names?”

“I’m Deng Wei, thank you big sister,” the boy who spoke earlier said sweetly.

“I’m Chong Chuqiang, thank you too big sister.”

“Chen…Chen Jiayi, thank you.” The kid who had her head lowered all the time lifted her head briefly before lowering it again.

“Shishi, bring them something to eat.” Luo Yuan knew Wang Shishi had the habit of munching on tidbits and would always keep something in her bag. Her mouth never stopped chewing when they had nothing to do.

“Okay.” Wang Shishi hummed in reply and opened her bag to pass some meat jerky about the size of chicken eggs. “This meat is very hard, and you can only eat it by tearing them into small pieces.”