Chapter 10: Brother Wen

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Seeing that things were spiraling out of control, Xiang Qu and Lan Fang were utterly speechless. I could only helplessly urge in a hurried tone, “We’re really just passing through. Everyone, we haven’t eaten for days. Right now, all we care about is finding food. Besides, how could we possibly have killed anyone?”

The man in camouflage looked at me with some suspicion. He motioned to stop the angry, resentful woman in the red quick-dry shirt, then approached the soaked body lying in the water once more. After frowning and surveying the surroundings for a while, he gave me a cold glance.

“Are you really only three people?”

“Of course. It’s been several days, and we’ve only been together as three. Besides, as you can see, one of our companions is seriously injured!” I nodded mechanically, sensing the girl behind me, clad in a skirt and shorts, clutching a sharp iron spike that seemed to tense forward slightly. My palms were suddenly drenched in sweat.

Though we were in danger, I felt a flicker of relief. Just moments ago, when I felt the iron spike pressing against me, I had instinctively tossed my trekking pole into the water—it was now under my right foot. I didn’t know what would happen next, but I still thought ahead about how I could resist if the moment came.

“Ugh, ugh, ugh!” Xiang Qu was clearly frightened by the tension. Seeing these people surrounding me, weapons in hand, tears welled up nervously in her eyes.

Lan Fang, though tense, had a vacant, almost lifeless look in her eyes. She didn’t make a move under the watchful eye of the man in the M-cap, giving the impression that she might slip away from life at any moment.

“Are you also accidental survivors swept away while crossing the river?” The man in camouflage remained calm but looked at me with curiosity. “How long have you been here?”

“Two, three days... three days in total!” The sudden question from the camo man made my chest tighten. If they intended to attack, I doubted they would hold back, so I pointed at Lan Fang. “She’s been pierced in the leg by bamboo spikes. It’s infected, and she has a fever. I’m trying to find food for her!”

For some reason, I dared not mention looking for anti-inflammatory medicine. Although my past experiences differed, I knew that if there really was no signal here and no way to contact the outside world, everyone desperate to survive would likely force us to lead the way or compel us to find medicine, since having drugs would increase our chances of survival.

“Only three days?” The camo man seemed surprised, glancing at his companions with a look of disbelief.

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Though I didn’t understand what that meant, his expression left me puzzled. Judging by their appearance, these people were unfamiliar—definitely not part of the group we traveled with. After all, it was said that no fewer than a hundred people passed through this area daily.

I wondered when these people had met with trouble, or if they had been here so long that they lost all sense of time.

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