Chapter 81: Chapter 081: Pity Those in the Apocalypse, Their Lives as Cheap as Grass
Entering the mountains at night, she knew it was dangerous, yet there wasnât even a thought about trying for a womanâs sake. Su Shu suddenly felt it was ridiculous for her to be here now.
She had taken out all the medicine she had prepared, feeling guilty for not having prepared enough, but in the end. When there was a glimmer of hope for one person, they insisted on watching her walk to her death.
Su Shu suddenly lost the desire to sacrifice for Peng Villageâs residents, stayed in the car, eager to leave with Xiaoâai as soon as possible, not wanting to stay here for another second.
Only by holding Xiaoâai in her arms could she feel the warmth like a spark in this cold night.
The apocalypse hadnât really arrived yet, it was just a pre-warning disaster, had womenâs lives already begun to be worth so little?
In her last life, she had seen too many lives being treated as insignificant as grass, and now, in this life, she had to relive this torment again!
Damn the heavens.
With a self-deprecating cold laugh, Su Shu, oh Su Shu. Having been reborn, have you forgotten how much youâve suffered in your previous life because of your excess kindness?
All night long, Su Shu didnât leave the car, just holding Xiaoâai inside, while the people of Peng Village seemed to sense her sudden alienation. Though there were those in the crowd who were disdainful, more were able to understand.
Su Shu was an outsider, a young girl, how could she know that for a place like theirs, a manâs life was much more valuable than a womanâs? There werenât many men in Peng Village to begin with, and now half of them were trapped in the deep mountains, uncertain of life and death. The remaining men had to look after all the villagers, and simply couldnât spare people to venture into the mountains for the slim chance of rescuing a woman on the brink of death.
In their eyes, Shuanziâs wife was already one foot in Yanluo Hall, and even if she could be saved, the chances were very slim.
At such a time, to risk possibly losing more able-bodied men for one slim chance, they couldnât justify the cost, no matter how they calculated it.
So they didnât blame Su Shu, a young girl, for not understanding. Even if Shuanzi came back later and knew about the situation, he wouldnât say anything.
After all, they had left a descendant for his family, hadnât they?
No one was willing to let their own men or sons take risks alone, especially since the lingzhi mushrooms in the mountains had spiritual energy. Could you find them just by wanting to?
Now everyoneâs lives were in jeopardy, one after another, dead or injured, and it wasnât just Shuanziâs wife who was ill. Everyone was just toughing it out, if they could make it through, theyâd survive; if not, then that was that.
To sacrifice a group for the sake of saving one, the math didnât add up.
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As dawn broke, the village roosters were scared into silence, not crowing to announce the day.
The occasional bark of a dog still reminded everyone that a new day had arrived.
Agony.
Every minute, every second was agony. The work of searching for other villagers began early, with Old Peng leading people out. From afar, he glanced at Su Shuâs car, shook his head, and walked away with a sigh.
Su Shu sat in the car, actually seeing Old Peng and the others, feeling indescribable, just finding it too suffocating to continue staying here.
Last night, Old Peng had also tried to persuade others to help, but despite being respected in the village, what reason did he have to send someone elseâs men into the mountains to die at such a time? She understood.
Just as Su Shu had made her peace, ready to hear about Shuanziâs wife the next day.
But she couldnât have imagined that the next morning, Shuanziâs wife, who had been unconscious all night, suddenly woke up, and her body miraculously recovered, no longer in danger of dying.
When Su Shu heard the news, she was completely stunned!
A person who was nearly dead the night before was now miraculously alive again?