Chapter 405 - Serving Porridge (1/2)

These women enter Shen City in panic and they see plague patients all over the ground.

The air of the city is not as dirty as they expect. However, the darkness is still raging and only the direction to the main palace is bright.

Without any food in the city for a few days, people even ate up the sweet potato skins. Doors of some rice shops were smashed before closing up when the plague occurred.

People in despair are most likely to reveal their nature. Before Lin Luoran is here, Shen City has become a place like h.e.l.l.

If she didn’t see it with her own eyes, she would never believe that these plague-infected people don’t support each other. Some bad guys even occupy the mansion house. These domineering people rob food and bully the weak all over.

She casts a few large-scale “Cleaning Spells” first to clean the dirty air in the city and then burn it with fire. The mansion house covers the biggest area and it is in the middle of the axis of Shen City. This is the best place for Lin Luoran’s plan. She drives away a group of bullies who are also seriously ill but still trying to be the masters of the city. Lin Luoran takes Sang Ye and Ximei to the mansion house together.

These women can see a woman in a dress as white as snow standing on the high wall of the city. In the darkness, the light from the mansion house is very bright, guiding them to walk forward.

In the meantime, they check infected people lying on both sides of the street to search for familiar faces.

In the end, there are too many patients and they have to hurry on. Most of them don’t find who they want to see. Some people are very lucky and they find their family members. They forget the purpose of entering the city and run to their husband or son and shed tears continually.

Lin Luoran does not urge them. Using her spiritual mind, she has found two persons who look like Ximei’s younger brother and mother in a shed in the west of the city. People can’t always get what they want. Lin Luoran sighs quietly. The woman has been dead and even true immortal can not save her. However, the three-year-old boy is having a serious fever under her protection.

Lin Luoran asks Sang Ye to take Ximei to find her younger brother. With Sang Ye’s martial skills, he should be able to come and go freely among the patients in this city.

Ximei is such a poor little girl. With her three-year-old younger brother, how can she move on after being cured?

Lin Luoran sighs. She sees these women walking towards the mansion house and she casts a spell of Gold. Every family in the city has some iron cooking equipment. The mansion house suddenly becomes a big magnet and many iron objects fly towards Lin Luoran.

These women are very superst.i.tious. When they see what is happening, they think a true immortal is here. They are terrified, kneeling and kowtowing. Those women who stopped for their loved ones are also doing so.

These women are murmuring something like “immortal” or “fairy”. They tremble slightly on the ground without the courage to move forward.

What Lin Luoran has just done is not like the previous Cleaning Spell or her speech earlier. The mansion house of the city is in a prominent position. All conscious patients have witnessed this scene with their own eyes. Even the garrisons and refugees outside the city open their eyes in disbelief.

There is no martial art which can have such an effect. Is she really a merciful immortal? After abandoning Ying for thousands of years, are immortals back again?

The General who leads the army, the ruffian soldier, indifferent and poor refugees… all people who witness this scene have this question in their mind.

Who is she?

“Now the most important thing is to save people.”

Lin Luoran knows these women are hesitating. She feels kind of embarra.s.sed and can only give the order first.

The fairy is right. These women no longer doubt what Lin Luoran can do. Thinking about they can save their families, these cowering women get their courage. They stand up from the ground and their steps are powerful and neat. This may be the most unwavering and determined moment in their life.

Lin Luoran feels a little relieved when she sees this. She selects some large iron pots from a pile of irons and everything else is scattered back to the original place.

In the big courtyard of the mansion house, there are about a few hundred large iron pots left.

She changes her Taoist hand gesture again. This time she gathers branches, planks, tables and chairs from everywhere in the city. Lin Luoran smashes them and turns them into a pile of firewood.

It takes a lot of effort to build earth stoves and it takes three stones to build an earth stove. Lin Luoran has tried so hard to do so.

In short, when more than a hundred women and Sang Ye rush back to the mansion house one after another, they see hundreds of large pots in the courtyards.

These pots are all filled with clean drinking water. In the earth stove, the firewood is neatly arranged. It’s really what mysterious true immortals will do.

No one dares to greet Lin Luoran. They don’t even dare to look at her.

Sang Ye finally asks, “So are these pots for making medicine?”

Lin Luoran shakes her head, “For porridge.”

Well, isn’t saving people the most important thing now? If Lin Luoran hasn’t convinced them with what she just did, someone will say that what she is doing is putting the incidental before the fundamental.

How can a person who has been hungry for many days drink the medicine directly? His stomach is cold and it will only waste his energy in vain.

Besides, if only with medicament but without elixirs, a patient can not be cured with a bowl of potion alone—this is plague.

If she does not serve food for these 30,000 people, maybe they will starve to death before being cured.

Thinking of many rice she plants in s.p.a.ce, Lin Luoran suddenly feels that she is really lucky.

Lin Luoran asks those women to make a fire and she flashes into s.p.a.ce.

Fire phoenix is good at calculation. It is thinking about how much power of faith Lin Luoran is going to harvest this time and he is ravished with joy. Lin Luoran hasn’t thought of such a thing. She now just wants to save people.

Running to the second floor of the small wooden hut, Lin Luoran opens those wonderful drawers. Each one is a vast and infinite storage s.p.a.ce. If putting only one kind of thing in it, Lin Luoran thinks maybe it is enough for a mountain… it seems that it will never be full.

She uses one drawer to store monster meat and some ordinary herbs. For another one, white rice will pour out from it when the drawer is opened.

Together with the vegetables she usually harvests, it will be enough to sustain all people’s life if she harvests gastrodia elata and then plants two more rounds of rice in the next few days.