Wang Lang carried a big sword on his back and walked very slowly, and the scene along the way shocked him, hungry and dying people everywhere, men, women and children. The men were either lying against the wall, or a few of them were stuck in a heap motionless, and if it weren't for the hungry light in those eyes, he would have thought they were corpses.

The Blackwing Battalion slowed down, and the hungry people along the way simply didn't have the strength to stand up and make way for them. Not far away, there was a place wafting the smell of meat, and some hungry children couldn't help but sniff violently, trying to run to the place where the fragrance wafted, but were pulled by adults.

At this time, dozens of yellow-faced and thin-skinned porters walked out from the front, these people were carrying steaming buckets, Wang Lang took a look, this should be rice soup, not porridge, almost just some white soup.

Liang Jun, who was alongside him, also had a sour nose, he had seen this scene many times, his heart should have been numb, but he couldn't do it.

At this moment, the squad leader Cui who was guarding the door made his way through the thick crowd and struggled to get to the front of them. "My lords, please come with me, the military camp in the city is too small to accommodate so many of you, so I can only arrange you in the freight yard of the post station, where the place is big enough."

Wang Lang glanced at Lao Cui and nodded, his heart was extremely heavy, when he was clear, he had also seen a large number of homeless people, but they were not so miserable. At this moment, there was a faint cry in front of me, which sounded like a little girl. Following the prestige, a girl of twelve or thirteen years of age, with thin muscles, was crying on top of a woman who could not move and could not even speak.

"Liang Jun, Wang Yuan, you take your brothers to the place first, and I will look for you later." With that, he walked over to the little girl. Seeing that this woman resolutely refused to drink the bowl of thin rice soup in the girl's hand, she had already saved her will to die, and wanted to leave the hope of life to her daughter.

'Chen Ruping, level 0, strength 1.3, physique 1.2, agility 1.4, spirit 1.7, true qi none, skill none, indicating extreme malnutrition is on the verge of shock, and it is expected that if he is not treated, he will die in three hours. ’

The woman noticed Wang Lang, but unfortunately she couldn't speak, and glanced at the little girl next to her with a begging look at him. This look touched the softness in his heart, his nose was sour, and he took out a piece of chocolate from his bosom and put it in the little girl's bowl. The chocolate quickly melts in the steaming rice soup and turns into a strange color, but it also wafts out a characteristic coffee aroma.

"Drink a little, or you'll die." Wang Lang, in the surprised and frightened eyes of the little girl, took the bowl of rice soup and brought it to the woman's mouth.

The woman kept her mouth shut, and looked at him with a resolute look in her eyes.

"Don't worry, drink it with confidence, I'll save her." Wang Lang stretched out his hand, touched the head of the little girl next to him and said.

The woman was unmoved, her eyes were unwavering, and the little girl was crying sadly.

Wang Lang sighed, took out another handful of chocolates from his arms and handed it to the hand of the girl next to him, the yellow-faced and skinny girl had tears in her eyes, and she was at a loss for what to do when she looked at the strange thing in her hand.

At this moment, a tall, thin and fierce middle-aged man walked up to them and reached out to snatch the bowl of rice soup with chocolate in Wang Lang's hand.

Without looking back, Wang Lang waved his hand and knocked the villain away.

"Boy, you're not looking for death." Dozens of fierce-looking men surrounded them, led by a one-eyed man with a red face and an oil star at the corner of his mouth, who was not tall and very strong.

", I don't want to kill people today."

"You don't want to kill, I have a crush on your flesh, compared to these yellow-faced and skinny guys, you are fat and oily. When you bite into your mouth, it must be refreshing. The one-eyed man let out a wry grin.

At this moment, he was already furious, and he didn't say much, and as soon as he turned around, he rushed to the one-eyed man's side, grabbed his neck with one hand, and clicked, the one-eyed man's neck was crooked, and blood gushed from his mouth and nose. The remaining dozens of men, seeing that the boss was directly broken by the weak-looking young man in front of him, these people had cold scalps and hair standing up, and they wanted to flee in horror.

Wang Lang didn't give them a chance, for these guys who ate the same kind in the catastrophic year, and could eat with oil stars in their mouths. He didn't have the slightest mercy, and in ten seconds, dozens of corpses appeared around him.

He smiled wryly at the people around him who were all far away from him, and these poor people on the verge of death were afraid of him.

Walking up to the woman who was struggling to get away from him, he lifted the woman with one hand and grabbed the terrified little girl with the other and strode out of the homeless settlement.

"My lord, we can only provide this little food, so you can just order it." Although Wang Yuan said that he had brought grain and grass, Lao Cui didn't believe it, because he didn't see the grain cart at all, and even these elite knights didn't carry much dry food. You can't conjure up food out of thin air, right, Lao Cui looked at Wang Yuan and thought.

Wang Lang walked into the freight yard with the two of them, just saw this scene, and looked at the dozen or so small pockets in the center of the venue, "Wang Yuan, what's going on?" ”

"This is the food that this brother gave us, I said no, but they insisted."

Wang Lang nodded at Lao Cui, "Thank you for this brother, we really don't need it, you can take it back, it's not easy for everyone." ”

Lao Cui felt the difference between Wang Lang, and what he said made Lao Cui feel a power that could not be refused, "This lord, since this is the case, we will bring this thing back." ”

Looking at the back of Lao Cui, Wang Lang showed contemplation, he felt a kind of strength from this veteran, that is, the unique tenacity and tenacity, this is a talent.

"Wang Yuan, find a military doctor to show this woman, don't let her die." Wang Lang put down the two people he was carrying.

Wang Yuan nodded, he could see that this woman was about to die and hungry.

The area of the freight yard is not small, but there are only a few rooms, and the remaining soldiers are setting up tents, Wang Lang walked to Liang Jun's side and glanced at the soldiers. "Liang Jun, let the brothers go and deliver some food to the people who organized the soup kitchen in the city after they are done."

Liang Jun turned his head, looked at him and said, "Is there enough food?" We may have to run into this situation often in the future. ”

"Don't worry, as long as those aliens don't die, there will always be food." Wang Lang said to Liang Jun, Liang Jun was a little confused, what is the immortality of the alien race, there will always be food.