Escape from the wasteland and farm: the full-level boss dressed as the best eldest sister

Chapter 76 Malaria
How is one enough? ? ?
Bai Junjun decisively lobbied: "Let's boil them all. After all, bird's eggs are not easy to preserve. In case of bumps along the way, wouldn't it be just a bamboo basket to fetch water, and what goes into the stomach is your own."

In fact, what Bai Junjun said was what everyone thought in their hearts, but everyone was using reason to restrain themselves.

However, thinking of the possibility of chicken flying eggs during the fleeing process, everyone looked at each other, and finally threw the eggs and cloth bags into the bamboo tube with restraint, planning to cook them again tonight.

Although he couldn't eat it right away, he didn't delay it until tonight, and Bai Junjun was finally satisfied.

Little did they know that the rabbit carefully protected the whole journey, usually afraid of bumping into the bird's eggs, it was specially put on the carriage for his boss to hug.

However, it just fell into Bai Junjun's hands, and it's not warm yet. The family thought about stewing them at night. If the original owner, Rabbit, knew about it, they might feel distressed to death.

But this is not in the scope of Bai Junjun's consideration, she only thinks "eat it, eat it." Because of this expectation, she walks a little lighter.

However, before nightfall, there was a problem with the refugee team of more than 1000 people.

At first, one or two people complained that they were a little cold, and then more and more people felt cold or hot, dizzy, headache and even weak in limbs.

The desolate people who were able to closely follow the seven-man team became weaker and weaker, and the distance between the two sides became wider and wider.

When the people walking in front realized that something was wrong, the more than 1000 people behind had already fallen by two or three hundred.

Walking in the front was the carriage that Bai Junjun had seen before.

And this carriage did not belong to the landlord Fu Jia, but belonged to the seven-man team.

There were two teenagers sitting on the moving carriage, and one on the roof of the carriage.

Next to the carriage there were two guards, one on the left and one on the right.

Originally, everyone was moving very fast, but when they sensed that there was a difference in the team behind them, the people in the carriage slowed down the speed of the young man driving the carriage.

After a while, the rabbit emerged from the car and said to the five people outside: "Boss said to see what's going on behind."

The little cicada who was driving the car heard the words and gave the reins to the old monk beside him, and quickly got off the car and went back.

The rabbit also wanted to follow Xiaochan back, but a long white hand stretched out from the carriage and grabbed him by the nape of his neck, dragging him into the carriage again.

A mellow voice sounded from inside the car at the same time: "What are you running, just stay here."

"Boss...you've been pressing the button all afternoon, it's time to rest."

Rabbit complained.

Just like his name, the old monk ignored the commotion in the carriage as if he had settled down, and the old god was staring at his horse and the front.

……

Here, Xiaochan quickly returned to the rear.

After some inquiries, I found out that some people have been feeling unwell since yesterday. Those people started to vomit in the morning and became unconscious in the afternoon.

"Is it food poisoning?"

In order to survive, people first satisfy their hunger before considering whether it has toxic or side effects. They are really hungry and panic, and it is common to eat slightly poisonous weeds and wild fruits.

So Xiaochan's first thought was naturally food poisoning.

Among this group of desolate people is an old doctor who has been treating people all the time, which is everyone's reassurance, and the seven-member team also treats him very politely.

The doctor quickly ruled out this possibility for him.Shaking his head, he said, "It might be malaria."

"malaria?"

When everyone heard this, they were immediately frightened. There were more than 30 people who fled in recent years, but now there are less than [-] people left, and more than half of them died of malaria.

So when everyone talked about malaria, their expressions immediately changed.

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(End of this chapter)