In this land of scarce water and food shortages, people die every day from dehydration and starvation.

It's not that they don't want to leave here and go to other places where there is water and food, but the weak body and the scarce food and fresh water simply don't allow them to travel long distances.

Not to mention that other water sources are likely to have dried up long ago like this one, and the distance alone is already a huge obstacle, and they will most likely die in the process of migration.

It's not that no one has tried it before, and many people are unwilling to sit still, leaving their wives, children, and family members to go to investigate alone, and none of them have returned.

If they find enough food and fresh water, they can't leave their families behind, so their fate is obvious.

Slowly, no one dares to try, rather than this, it is better to barely maintain it like this, at least to survive, maybe one day a miracle will happen.

In the early morning of this day, before dawn, all the people gathered at the well on the shore of the lake with their various simple containers, and waited for the respected old patriarch to distribute the day's fresh water to everyone.

After a night's time, the well had some fresh water in store.

The temperature is slightly cooler in the early morning, the earth and air have not yet become hot and dry, and the water level of the well water is also the highest of the day.

Everyone lined up, holding their own pots and pans, and waited for the old patriarch to pour them his own spoonful of fresh water with his trembling hands.

Everyone lined up neatly, and no one was scrambling, although the old patriarch looked like he could be put down with a slight push.

In the past, it was not that no one wanted to divide more water, and some people even wanted to occupy this well, but the water in this well is related to the lives of everyone and their families, and robbing them of water is equivalent to taking their lives, which is unacceptable to anyone.

Those who rely on their height and physical strength, or form gangs in a vain attempt to seize more fresh water, do not even have the ability to drink water at this time, and in the face of the power of the masses, anyone who vainly tries to harm the interests of others will only be defeated.

Buckets of clear water were lifted from the well, and the old patriarch divided them, and the long queue became smaller and smaller.

Drawing water, pouring water, leading water, everyone is careful in their movements, for fear of spilling even a drop.

By the time the sun had fully risen, the water team had come to an end, the air began to become hot, the water on the surface of the soil was quickly dried and evaporated, the surface temperature rose rapidly, the air began to become distorted, and the whole land entered the barbecue mode again.

The last man carefully left the well on the shore of the lake with a bowl of well water mixed with a little grain of sand, and the old patriarch gave the young men who helped to fetch water and himself, and after each of them also shared the same spoonful of water, he poured the remaining bit of well water in the bucket back into the well with the fine sand at the bottom of the bucket.

"Old patriarch, the water that can be fetched up in the well every day is getting less and less, and the last few buckets are no longer enough, and the water pulled up is mixed with sand, and it is already in the end!"

The old patriarch sighed helplessly.

"Alas, now it can only last one day."

He had done everything he could, and now everyone was given the minimum amount of water to survive every day, and if it was reduced, a large number of people would inevitably die due to lack of water, and now he had no other way but to pray for a miracle.

The old patriarch turned his head to look around the well with a heavy heart.

Unable to afford the short daily journey from their village to the well, due to severe water shortages and malnutrition, the frail tribesmen simply moved their families to the wells and set up rudimentary tents on the dry bed and shade of the lakeshore.

Hundreds of dilapidated tents inhabited by thousands of people were scattered around the wells, and some of the people who received fresh water drank it immediately, while others returned to their tents and drank it slowly and carefully.

For them now, this little bottle of fresh water is the most precious thing in the world, the source of their life!

Just when the old patriarch looked solemnly at the clansmen around him who were struggling to survive and facing the threat of death at any time, he was saddened, and the wind suddenly rose in the originally calm air.

The rags on the humble tent began to shake gently, and the old patriarch could feel that the wind was gradually getting stronger.

At the same time, a large shadow appeared on the ground, and a strange muffled sound came from the sky.

The old patriarch couldn't help but look up at the sky, only to see a huge black figure appear in the sky above them at some point, casting a huge shadow on the ground, and slowly pressing downward.

The people in the tent were also alarmed by the strange sound that suddenly appeared, and slowly climbed out of the tent one by one, raising their heads and looking into the sky above.

As the huge figure slowly descended, getting closer and closer to them, they gradually saw its appearance clearly.

It was a huge black flying machine, with two circular thrusters on the left and right sides, and it was spraying light blue flames downward, from which they felt the air current.

In the stunned gaze of everyone as if they had seen an alien spaceship, the huge flying machine slowly landed on a clearing next to the well.

The strange muffled sound then vanished, and the sudden wind calmed down instantly, and the dancing rags on the tent fell again, and the dust blown up by the wind gradually dissipated.

Its full picture is also fully displayed in front of everyone.

This aircraft is very huge, more than 50 meters long and more than 30 meters wide, and the whole body is roughly rectangular, which is different from the slender fuselage like an airplane, and looks very heavy.

Except for the four thrusters that are fused with the fuselage, the rest is the engine room, and there is no huge wing of a normal aircraft, and the internal space is even larger, and it is powered by four thrusters on both sides of the fuselage for flight and vertical take-off and landing.

The angular, sci-fi fuselage presents a peculiar black sheen under the scorching sun, and it seems that all the sunlight is absorbed by it, and there is no reflection at all.

Faced with the behemoth that suddenly appeared and fell from the sky, everyone couldn't help but cautiously surround it, that is, curious about its origin, but they didn't dare to go too far.

Located in the depths of the steppe, they have never even seen an ordinary aircraft, let alone this advanced aircraft that is enough to cause a sensation in developed countries.