Apocalyptic Dark Age

"Hush..., huff..." Gao Feng looked at the red clouds, his face flushed the same color as the clouds, his chest rose and fell rapidly, and he made a breathing sound like a bellows. Seeing Gao Feng like this, Huoya was worried and wanted to speak, but Seeing the determination on Zhan Zi's face, he couldn't help but look to the sand to one side and just walked forward.

"I won't leave..." Like a volcano erupting, Gao Feng finally broke through the limitations of his body and suddenly sat up from the stretcher like a corpse. Then he jumped off the stretcher and walked step by step towards the group of crying women and children. The pole was stunned. Even the strongest warrior could not move after the connection was severely damaged. The peak broke his common sense.

Waves of coldness passed from the palm of his left hand to Gao Feng's heart, like energy being transported, touching the restraints on his body. Originally, his left hand was wrapped in a scaly black substance as dark as cuticle. No matter how hard he tried, this layer of things could not be removed. , at this moment, as Gao Feng gritted his teeth and walked forward, countless spider web-like cracks opened.

There was a crisp "pop" sound, and a piece of dark cuticle fell off. Before it hit the ground, it turned into black dust and dissipated. Then more cuticles fell off and turned into dust. Feng Feng's face became more and more rosy. The wounds that had cracked due to the violent struggle no longer flowed blood, and even the wounds seemed to have closed again.

The pole looked at the peak that turned around and walked back without daring to stop it. No one dared to stop the peak that moved freely. The peak that killed the terrifying god of death was like Mount Everest. It had an unreachable height in everyone's heart. The cries and howls followed the peak toward them. It weakens as it goes in and gradually stops.

A woman of indistinguishable age, with a weathered face, suddenly rushed towards Gaofeng with her child in her arms. Before she could get closer, she was hit on the leg with a stick by the indentured servants surrounding Gaofeng. Gaofeng's outstretched right hand was too late to stop her. Seeing the child that the woman was holding high fall to the ground, she did not put the child down even though her elbow was bruised.

"Please, please take him away..." The woman lay on the ground. Her cheek touched the ground, and she raised the child in her hand high, as if offering a sacrifice, begging to the peak. The woman's expression could not be seen clearly. Judging from the blood staining her cheek, the woman was injured, but she didn't care about herself. Just begging for the kids.

Motherhood is the greatest love, and sometimes it even surpasses everything. The woman cannot feel her own pain. She holds up her two- or three-year-old child with her weak hands and pleads to the peak. The child is dying and her limbs are hanging down feebly. Looking at the empty sky with empty eyes, as if wondering, why is he dying?

Gao Feng did not pick up the child, but signaled for the indentured servant to help the woman up. The woman looked at Gao Feng dully. The blood on her dust-stained cheeks and nose were mixed with the dust. She did not wipe it off, but just hugged the child tightly. , seems to be crushed into pieces in his arms.

"There is a way, there must be a way..." In the eyes of countless people with renewed hope, Gao Feng raised his left hand, looked at the white palm and murmured to himself.

"Huo Ya, collect alpaca grass for me, the more the better..." The only way Gao Feng can think of is his own ability to refine liquids. Since the vegetation here is lush, it must contain water, and he wants to extract more Water, take the women and children here with you.

"But there are hundreds of people here..." Huo Ya did not execute it immediately. Of all the people present, he was the only one who knew about Gao Feng's ability. A plant of alpaca grass can only extract one drop of healing medicine. This requires Gao Feng's full concentration and not to be distracted. Thinking It is simply impossible to extract water used by hundreds of people.

"If you can save some, prop up the animal skins on the windward side. There will be some water by tomorrow morning..."

Gao Feng didn't want to think too much, he just wanted to do it. Just now, all the negative reasons in his heart that persuaded him to let it go were suppressed by one thought. Difficulties and obstacles were originally excuses to avoid leaving, and they were excuses for him to numb himself, but An idea suddenly came to his mind, whether it was success or failure, why not give it a try?

It was this thought that broke the shackles in his heart, and he found himself again, the one who was unyielding and unyielding on the battlefield.

Zhanzi let out a long sigh, shook his head at the indentured slaves who looked at him, and finally said: "With such a master, are you willing to die with him?"

This sentence lit up the eyes of all the slaves. The wilderness people had simple thoughts. They did not have many selfish thoughts. The boundary between life and death was only a thought, so they quickly put aside their unwillingness and surrendered. Walking towards the peak, as the pole said, if you can get a master who has made it this far, what else can you not let go of? What else are you not willing to give in to?

Piles of alpaca grass piled up in front of the peak. The peak extracted the healing medicine drop by drop. He once tried it on the attendant who was stabbed in the mouth. The healing medicine itself was not toxic, and there was a clear smell in the mouth after drinking it. The coldness in the heart is a good cold drink, and there is no problem in drinking it, but... If you want to extract a drink that hundreds of people can drink, unless you can extract a hundred drops of healing medicine at a time.

"Hurry up, hurry up..." Drops of sweat seeped out from the forehead, and fell down the tip of the nose, accumulating small water stains on the ground between the feet, but the alpaca grass in the hand was not warm. Slowly decomposed into countless fine crystal particles, condensed in the air.

It had just condensed and fell freely in the air, and was caught by the dark pottery bowl. The gaping teeth holding the pottery bowl were more nervous than the peak, staring at the big bloodshot eyes, like copper bells, for fear of catching a drop.

"No, it only took half an hour to deal with thirty plants. It takes one minute to receive one plant. It takes at least a hundred plants to save one person. The efficiency is not good..."

Suddenly, Gao Feng put down the healing grass in his hand, frowned and murmured to himself, opened his teeth for a moment, and then said: "It's quite a lot. Such a bowl can save at least two seriously injured men. If you put it in the tribe, it will definitely be useful." The warrior is willing to exchange dried meat and cockle horns...

Gao Feng ignored Hua Ya and shook his head and said, "We can't think of a solution from above. There are so many vegetations here. There must be water sources underground. It's definitely not because of the asphalt lake that there are so many plants growing."

Huo Ya had not received basic education and could not understand what Gao Feng was saying. He just opened his big mouth with missing front teeth and stared at Gao Feng's hands stupidly, always ready to catch the crystal water droplets.

"No, I have to go out and take a look to see if there is a chance to find a water source. As long as I find a water source..."

"You can grow Elaeagnus..." Huoya nodded affirmatively, and then commented eloquently: "Even if you raise a thousand lizards, you can't eat all the weeds here. The land is very fertile, and the black grease can only It can make people smell uncomfortable and cannot kill people, so there will be no curse. If you are careful, you can cultivate tens of thousands of acres of Elaeagnus jujube fields, which can feed thousands of people..."

This time Gao Feng didn't roll his eyes at Huo Ya, lamenting that he had no common language with the wilderness people. He ignored Huo Ya at all, got up and walked out. Now he is very busy and has no time...

"It's this area where the weeds are the most. Even if there is water, it's only down there..."

The pole was smarter than Huo Ya. As soon as Feng Feng said it, he understood and quickly took Feng Feng to the place with the densest vegetation.

This is a small hilly area. The raised mounds are like the tombs of mass graves. They are spread like nerves and have strange veins. However, it is difficult to see clearly among the messy weeds. If not for the search for water, I can't find my thoughts yet.

Gao Feng frowned and looked at the weeds on the hillside, and he was very suspicious. Water flows to lower places. Generally, only lowlands and depressions can have water. This is not a mountain spring, how can there be water? But the depression below is an asphalt lake. It's impossible to go to the center of the asphalt lake to find it, right?

"Let's dig it out first..." Gao Feng gave the order directly without making any judgments. More than twenty indentured slaves who still had the strength began to dig with various tools.

Gao Feng didn't make any hopes, he just stared at the ruins below. According to his memory, buildings are usually built near water sources. This is true no matter where they are, but where is this water hidden?

In his reverie, the flying soil was mixed with grass blades and grass stems flying up and down. The pole stared at the ground with wide eyes. Suddenly he rushed up, pushed an indentured servant away, grabbed the bottom soil and put it under his nose. .

"There is moisture, there is moisture, there must be water..." Zhuangzi's words made all the indentured servants put aside their worries at the same time, except Gao Feng who could not deny it. He would never have any hope until he actually saw water.

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