Chapter 637: The Fugitive

When it was Soya's turn to keep vigil, Iska leaned into Chu Tianjiang's arms.

The exchange of consciousness made Iska clearly know what Chu Tianjiang was thinking, and it also made the two extremely close, but she still liked this kind of physical communication that could show her feelings better. It is undeniable that Iska is a very strong girl, but in front of Chu Tianjiang, she is still a girl.

The two didn't say much, just silently next to each other.

"Brother Chu, are you thinking about them?"

Chu Tianjiang glanced at Iska, and then nodded silently. To Iska, he has nothing to hide. Hiding secrets in the bottom of your heart is not Chu Tianjiang's personality. Besides, when he woke up from his sleep, it was Iskar who guarded him, so Iskar became the closest person to him.

"Have you thought about the future?"

"Later?"

"After meeting them......"

"Iska, I've never thought about it." Chu Tianjiang smiled and shook his head. Although Iskar can probe his thoughts and memories, under normal circumstances, Iskar will not rush to inquire into the secrets of his heart, let alone touch those things related to the past.

As soon as Chu Tianjiang said this, Iska didn't ask any more.

For them, the future is uncertain, and even whether there is a future or not is unknown, so Chu Tianjiang rarely thinks about the future, and neither does Iska. It's just that they are all human beings, and when they have a little free time, they always think about something. The past experience was too cruel and there was not much to recall, especially for Iska, before she met Chu Tianjiang, she had almost no memories worth recalling.

"Iska, I know what you're thinking, but we can't be cranky right now." Chu Tianjiang hugged Iska's shoulders hard. "It's not that I don't want to think about it, it's that we can't think about it at all. If there is a future, I will promise to keep you with me forever. ”

"Brother Chu......"

Chu Tianjiang smiled faintly, kissed Iskar's forehead, and didn't say anything more.

By the time Iskar thought about what to say, Soya went back to her room.

According to Chu Tianjiang's arrangement, the three of them took turns to keep vigil. Although none of them need sleep, it is still necessary to be vigilant.

It was at this time that there was a slight noise outside.

Before Soya sat down, Chu Tianjiang and Iska had already stood up. They all heard a noise, not when the wind blew by, but man-made.

After making a silent gesture, Chu Tianjiang walked to the window.

"Anyone?" Soya asked through her consciousness.

Iska nodded, she had already spotted the man. Although he could not see and heard a slight noise, the man could not hide his consciousness.

It was a man, about forty years old, looking for something.

Food!?

Using the information Iskar had inquired about, Chu Tianjiang quickly discovered the man hiding in the opposite street corner. The action is sneaky and extremely careful. After a while, the man entered a shop on the side of the street, which specialized in all kinds of food. When he entered the village and town, Chu Tianjiang searched the store, and the food was all taken away, and all that was left was the shelves where the food was placed.

Is he a fugitive?

Chu Tianjiang glanced at Iska, who nodded, affirming Chu Tianjiang's guess.

Now what?

Chu Tianjiang shook his hand and told Iskar and Soya not to act rashly.

After walking all day and passing through several villages and towns, Chu Tianjiang and the others did not meet a single person. Although the war caused all the villages and towns in this vicinity to be abandoned, Chu Tianjiang had enough reason to believe that not everyone died, and there must have been people alive and stayed, but just hidden.

Obviously, these survivors will stay away from villages and towns, away from roads, away from places where there may be danger.

The problem is that if they want to survive in the desert, they need supplies, they need food, they will go out to look for it, and they will return to the villages and towns.

It was precisely because of this that Chu Tianjiang chose this village and town that had not been seriously damaged to spend the night.

Of course, both Iska and Soya knew Chu Tianjiang's intentions, so Chu Tianjiang arranged for the three of them to take turns to keep vigil.

Moments later, the man left the store.

"There are still people, and there are many, maybe more than a ten."

Receiving the message from Iskar through his consciousness, Chu Tianjiang's brows jumped a few times, allowing Iska and Soya to continue to remain hidden.

Obviously, at first the man was just here to find the way.

What's more, there must be food in the store, otherwise he wouldn't have left empty-handed to call the others.

A moment later, the man arrived with more than a dozen survivors, men and women, all young, about twenty years old.

Instead of staying on the street, the men followed the man into the store.

"There is a cellar in the store, which is very hidden."

Chu Tianjiang nodded, indicating that he understood what Iska meant. Of course, it occurred to him that the first survivor must have been a resident of the village, who knew the situation very well, and might even be the owner of the shop, and had hidden some food in the cellar before leaving. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to go straight to the store instead of searching for nearby stores first.

When the men came out of the store, they had large bags and small bags in their hands, and several young men were carrying some food on their backs.

"Brother Chu......"

"Wait for them to leave, then follow them, stay away."

Iskar nodded, indicating that he understood what Chu Tianjiang meant.

These people did not linger in the village or town, did not go to other shops, but simply left. Apparently, they don't think it's safe enough and are afraid of being discovered.

After they set off, Chu Tianjiang followed with Iska and Soya.

Using Iska's consciousness detection ability, Chu Tianjiang and the others kept a long enough distance that those survivors could not detect them.

After leaving the village, the team of survivors made their way north, not slowly, at least not for ordinary people.

At night, it was very cold in the desert, the temperature had dropped to below zero, and it was just a quick walk so that the survivors who ventured out to find food did not feel the cold. Of course, the threat posed by the cold is nothing compared to the dangers it may encounter.

A few hours later, the survivors arrived at the camp.

They are survivors and unfortunate people. For them, the war half a year ago completely changed their peaceful and comfortable life.

For Memphis, even more so.

Half a year ago, he had a happy family. Although his wife is not very beautiful, she is very virtuous and has raised four children for him, the eldest son has been able to help him take care of the shop, the eldest daughter is working as a waitress in a bar in the town, the younger son is in elementary school, and the younger daughter has learned to walk. With a good income and a good income to allow their children to thrive, Memphis is very happy with this kind of life. As for the painstaking shops, Memphis doesn't have too many illusions, after all, the villages and towns are too far away from the city, there are not many residents, and there are not many tourists. As long as it can be maintained, it is enough to make the family worry about food and clothing.

It's a pity that what happened half a year ago changed all that.

When the news came, Memphis, like everyone else in the town, was not willing to believe it at all, and it was not at all willing to leave the home where it had lived for generations. It's just that Memphis is more cautious and knows better that at any given time, it's better to prepare more than to do nothing.

What happened four years ago was enough to raise the alarm of Memphis and others with doubts.

To this end, Memphis spent several days altering the cellar where the food was stored, sealing the original door, opening another door in the bathroom, and storing enough food inside. For people living in the desert, the most important thing is food. Although many people believe that water is more important than food, this is not the case. There is no water on the ground in the desert, but there is a lot of water underground. What is really lacking is food, without which no one can survive in the desert, so food is everything.

That morning, when the fleeing crowd came to the village, Memphis was in the store.

The refugees brought a lot of news, all of them related to the war. There are wars in the north, in the west, in almost everywhere. Armies behaving at the behest of local warlords are looting cities and villages, plundering supplies, taking all those who can work, and executing the elderly who are too old to work. Many villages and towns have been destroyed, and war is not far away.

There were no more doubts, and even if there were doubts, no one expressed them.

After a short discussion and discussion, the mayor decided to leave with everyone.

Memphis didn't stay, and he couldn't risk staying.

Two days later, the exodus began, and disaster ensued.

Because of the rush of walking, many people fell on the road and did not reach their destination at all. There are also people who can't stand the difficulty of escaping and retreat halfway. It's just that as far as Memphis knows, none of them were able to get out of the desert, and either died of thirst or starvation on the way to the big city.

Relatively speaking, Memphis was lucky. He is still alive, his wife and four children are alive.

However, Memphis is also unfortunate, because last month, the mayor took a group of people to another refugee camp to exchange supplies, but never returned. Memphis became the leader of the fugitives and took on the responsibility of protecting and caring for the others.

What's more, there is not much food left, and soon people will go hungry.

Memphis didn't know what to do, he could only do his best to keep everyone fed, even if some of them certainly didn't get enough food.

Such a day can only be counted as a day, and no one knows where the way out is.