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Tang Zhen saw a naked young man from a distance, he was holding a spear polished with iron pieces, standing on a flat stone at the highest point, and was very responsible for guarding.

After seeing Tang Zhen and the others appear, the young man immediately turned around and shouted, and then he seemed to be a nimble leopard, jumping down from the stone, and the thin figure shuttled between the rocks like the wind, heading straight for Tang Zhen and the others.

After hearing the young man's warning, there was chaos in the camp, and after a while, more than forty men, women, and children ran out of the boulder pile, looking at Tang Zhen and the others with anxious expressions.

After seeing the equipment of Tang Zhen and the others, these people subconsciously tightened their hearts, and looked at the five of them with eyes full of vigilance. The wanderers with this kind of sophisticated equipment are all powerful wild cultivators, who basically don't worry about food and clothing, and they absolutely disdain to take care of them on weekdays.

So they must have come to their camp for some purpose, but when they thought about it, it was a problem for their group to even fill their stomachs, where could there be anything that could make the monks look at it?

Seeing this, the silver-haired girl among the six people hurriedly explained to everyone, and these men, women, and children looked at each other and cheered loudly.

The six wanderers are the main combat force in this wanderer camp, and if Tang Zhen saves them, it is equivalent to saving the men, women and children in the entire camp, which is a great grace to save lives.

The eyes of everyone looking at Tang Zhen and his party also became kind.

Several children had already run over, reaching for the booty from the adults, and quickly opened it and took a look, expecting the fragrant food inside.

It's a pity that the trophies come from stinking bloodthirsty goblins, and nothing looted from these guys doesn't smell sour.

The children pouted in disappointment, and dragged their bags, much heavier than they were, into the camp.

The spoils brought back by the six of them were a very good income for this poor wanderer camp. It's no secret that the goblin race is a race that is very good at picking up junk and carrying it around as a treasure.

When some monks in the wilderness are killed by them, their weapons and equipment are also carried by goblins as treasures. Once you kill this goblin, you will undoubtedly make a lot of money.

These trophies, obtained from bloodthirsty goblins, were picked and repaired, and some could be made into rudimentary weapons, while others could be exchanged for brainballs and food.

Basically, every wanderer camp in the wilderness lacks good weapons and supplies for exchanging food, so this harvest makes the camp young and old very excited.

Tang Zhen followed the cheering people into the boulder pile under the cliff and into the simple dwelling they had built in the cave.

The dimly lit cavern looked messy and smelled strong, pungent to it. Tang Zhen looked closely and found that there were still several wanderers lying in the corner of the cave, obviously sick or injured, and a moan would come from time to time.

Seeing the neatly dressed Tang Zhen and the others enter the cave, in addition to glancing at them in surprise, the rest of the time was staring blankly at the void with blank eyes, numb expressions, and it seemed that they had lost their expectations for life.

The eyes of these people seem to have lost the brilliance of the living, and all that remains is the sadness of waiting for death to come, Tang Zhen understands the feelings of these people very well, they have been injured and sick in such an environment, they have no choice but to wait for death.

If you want to cure a disease, you have to take medicine and injections, which is a commonplace thing for Tang Zhen, but for wanderers, it is tantamount to a fantasy.

Even if others don't say it, Tang Zhen knows very well that in this chaotic world, life-saving medicines are probably much more valuable than human lives.

Tang Zhen didn't want to see these people wait for death, since he encountered it, he would find a way to help, as for whether it had an effect, it depended on their creation.

Enduring the stench, Tang Zhen leaned over to check the condition of those people, then took out a box of anti-inflammatory drugs from his backpack and handed it to the beautiful silver-haired girl.

When the girl took the anti-inflammatory medicine handed by Tang Zhen, she looked a little overwhelmed, not knowing what this small box did.

Tang Zhen saw that she was at a loss, so he told her that this medicine might be able to treat the injuries of these people, and at the same time told the girl how to take it.

I never thought that after knowing the effect of the pills, the girl actually burst into tears of gratitude, and bowed deeply to Tang Zhen, and after the salute, there was something other than awe in her eyes when she looked at Tang Zhen.

Bringing water from a broken bowl, the girl helped the wounded and sick to take their medicine in turn.

Tang Zhen clearly felt that after those injured people took medicine, the wanderers who were watching looked at him with a deep look of gratitude in their eyes.

To be able to take out such an expensive medicine to save people proves that this monk has a kind heart and is a rare good person.

During this time, it was meal time at the Ranger camp, and by the fire was their food for the day.

Tang Zhen walked over to take a look, and found that the food of the wanderers was extremely simple, just some grass seeds and black paste-like things, and Tang Zhen even saw a piece of dry bark and a handful of purple grass roots inside.

Tang Zhen definitely couldn't swallow such food, and after he sighed, in front of everyone, he asked Qianlong to take out a bag of biscuits and a box of steamed canned pork from his backpack, open it and throw it into the clay pot where the water was boiling.

Everyone watched this scene in silence, and everyone remained motionless.

After the food was put into the pot, the aroma wafted out after a while, and the taste was so delicious that everyone greedily sucked the aroma of the food floating in the air, with an intoxicated expression on their faces.

A thin little boy with a toy widened his eyes and stared blankly at the remaining biscuits in Tang Zhen's hand, saliva unconsciously flowed out and dripped onto his dirty chest.

Looking at the big-headed boy's goofy expression, Tang Zhen couldn't help but smile, beckoned to the greedy little boy, and handed over the remaining biscuits.

The little boy knew that he was malnourished and desperate for food, but he was timid by nature and did not dare to come forward.

Seeing this, Tang Zhen walked over and stuffed the biscuits into his hand with a smile, but when he inadvertently saw the toy in the little boy's hand, his eyes suddenly widened.

Money, a lot of money!

A thick pile of dollar bills was folded into several things by the little boy, and he had no idea what these randomly discarded, colorful bills meant to Tang Zhen.

Of course, this is not to blame the little boy, after all, in this era, these printed things from Yelou have long become inferior to waste paper.

"These cookies for you, those things for me!"

Tang Zhen quietly took out another pack of biscuits and said, the little boy immediately snatched the biscuits in Tang Zhen's hand when he heard this, and hugged them in his arms, as for those beautiful pieces of paper, he stuffed them all to Tang Zhen.

Tang Zhenle put the banknotes into his backpack, and roughly estimated the amount, and said in his heart that this bag of biscuits was really valuable.

After seeing Tang Zhen's deal with the boy, the silver-haired girl walked up to Tang Zhen and asked in a low voice, "Sir, do you still want that kind of colorful piece of paper?" ”

"That's right, do you still have this kind of paper in your hand?"

Tang Zhen came to his senses and hurriedly asked.