Genshin Impact: I am not a grass god

The commander looked at Zhang Jue with a complicated expression. After a long silence, he spoke softly.

"It's agreed!

Let those refugees be more restrained when eating. With such a large appetite, even a granary can't bear it!

"

The commander patted his chest with his hand and said with grief and indignation on his face

"These days, you have eaten enough.

Do you know how I felt when I saw the food we had stored for 10 years being eaten up by you bit by bit?

That kind of pain, that kind of unspeakable pain!

Do you know?

"

Zhang Jue smiled awkwardly and glanced to the side with a guilty conscience.

After all, he was in the wrong first, and he was eating someone else's food, so it was always okay to let them complain a few words.

The commander stood there and looked at Zhang Jue, then looked at the so-called refugees beside him, and finally sighed softly, turned around and left.

Xumi

In the stranded camp, many people were sitting on the ground.

The hunger caused by the lack of food was torturing everyone and making people more irritable.

Some old people had died in the camp because they could not bear the hunger.

In order to avoid the plague, the young and strong who stayed here had another job.

Clean up the dead in the camp every day and bury them on the spot.

A woman lay on the ground, looking up at the sun hanging high in the sky, and the scenery in her eyes had become hazy.

"So thirsty...

So hungry..."

A man was kneeling beside the woman with an anxious look on his face. This man was the woman's husband.

"Hold on!

Hold on a little longer...

Support is coming!"

The middle-aged man held the woman's hand tightly, tears were dripping from his eyes, and his face was full of anxiety.

The woman slowly smiled, stretched out her hand gently, trying to touch the man's face in front of her, but fell down again powerlessly.

"Don't cry...

My husband is a man who stands tall and proud.

I feel so bad...

My whole body feels bad!

I feel like the world is spinning, and I can't even see your face clearly.

I really can't hold on any longer..."

"No!"

The man shook his head gently and took out a small piece of food from his arms.

The middle-aged man handed the small piece of food to his wife's mouth and said gently

"Eat it quickly! You won't be hungry after eating..."

But the middle-aged man saw that his wife's mouth was tightly closed, and she didn't mean to open her mouth to eat at all.

The wife put on a gentle smile on her face and shook her head gently.

"This is your food...

You gave me all the food for the whole day, so what will you do?

I am almost dying, I know my body.

But you can't fall down yet, Ke'er is still waiting for us.

You can't let her lose me as a mother, and you as a father!

If Ke'er lives alone in this world...

She will be lonely..."

The man listened to his wife's words, tears kept falling from his eyes, and his hands were tightly clasped together.

The middle-aged man looked at the food in his hand, and at this moment he felt so incompetent.

He even had the idea of ​​resisting and snatching other people's food in his heart.

But when he saw the people around him who were about to starve to death and were about to die, this idea gradually dissipated.

We are all pitiful people, all people who are about to starve to death.

A little girl appeared in the middle-aged man's mind again, a girl who was playing happily and jumping around, that was his daughter Ke'er.

Already following the children of the rebel army, they returned to Xumi.

The wife's eyes were shining, and her complexion seemed to have improved a little. She used all her strength to slowly raise her hand again.

This time, the wife successfully touched the face of the middle-aged man, stroking it gently, her voice was very weak.

"To live...

To live with Ke'er..."

After saying that, the hand she stretched out fell heavily on the ground.

At this moment, the middle-aged man also found that his wife had completely lost the breath of life.

The wife's eyes were still open, looking at the middle-aged man in front of her, but her pupils had lost focus.

"No!!!"

The man screamed in pain, and the whole person crawled on his wife's body. At this moment, he didn't

No longer a man who stood tall and proud.

He was just a man who lost his loved ones and cried helplessly.

The people around him naturally saw the situation here, and no one said that the man was noisy.

People turned their heads away, unable to bear to look at the scene in front of them.

Many people have experienced this scene, and it happened to them.

Many people are about to experience such a scene, and they can foresee their future.

No one laughed, no one disturbed, and the atmosphere in the air became more and more solemn.

The middle-aged man hugged his wife's body and cried for a long time, until he fell asleep and still lay beside his wife.

And every time this happened, a few young and middle-aged men would appear on the side, walking slowly with sighs on their faces.

Separating the man from his wife, if the body is left for too long, it will cause disease and plague.

Although it is cruel to do so, they must do it.

This is also for those who are still alive, so that they can live longer...

All of them now have only one desire.

That is...

To live...

(Character mini-theater

The character in this episode is the author himself.

After a day of collecting, only three people asked questions.

I will answer those readers here.

Reader's first question

"Author, are you a hard worker?"

The author said that he is not. The epidemic has been very serious in the past two days. The author has been doing epidemic prevention work and is very busy.

But the time spent on typing every day has almost not changed, and the compressed time will also be used for typing.

It's just that I spend more time on my girlfriend, so I am not a hard worker.

Reader's second question

"Will Tianyun separate from the little grass god Nashida? I want to be close to the little grass god Nashida"

The author said that it can be considered!

According to the original author's plan, there is actually no separation, and they have always been together, but if the reader's will is strong, it is still possible. To separate.

Of course, whether to separate or not, readers can give their own ideas below this sentence.

It is considered a vote.

The author will intercept after the second day, whether he wants the protagonist and the grass god to be separated, or not.

According to the number, the next plot route will be planned.

The last question from the reader

"Author, how many drafts do you have left?"

The author has drafts, but not many.

Generally, I write today and the day after tomorrow to ensure continuous updates.

Because if the article of the day is written on the same day, it will not only affect the reader's viewing experience, but also the update will not be guaranteed.

Once an accident occurs, it is easy to stop updating.

In order to give readers a better experience and to be able to read it all at once, the author is also working hard.

Finally...

The author asks for a wave of free gifts.

Love to generate electricity!

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