Apocalypse Invasion: Survival on the Infinite Train
In the Giant Tree Forest, the sumptuous meal made Awuh wonder for a moment if she was dreaming.
Was she terminally ill and dying, and thus hallucinating?
Didn't Grandma Lin used to say that when people are about to die, they have beautiful dreams as a final kindness to the dying?
Especially the bowl of porridge she was eating; she didn't know how to describe it. She had never eaten such a delicious bowl of porridge. Even in her memories from before the apocalypse, when her family was well-off, she had never tasted anything like this.
Awuh's tears suddenly fell. She cherished every spoonful of the porridge Chang Zhou had specially stewed for her; the warm porridge seemed to heat her very soul.
"Thank you both."
Other than saying thank you, she had no other words to express her gratitude.
Amu, the four-year-old child currently engrossed in eating, also subconsciously looked up and echoed Awuh: "Thank you both."
"Oh, you're such a good girl." Chang Zhou looked at Amu's clean little face.
Amu had large, round eyes. She was on the thin side, but even at such a young age, her features were very delicate. The environment, which lacked sunlight, had left her skin exceptionally fair. She was wearing a set of jeans and a long-sleeved T-shirt that Ming Chu had dug out for her, with the sleeves rolled up a bit.
But she looked very cute.
Chang Zhou was a soft-hearted person. He had no resistance to cute things like small animals and children, and he was frantically piling food onto the child's plate with serving chopsticks.
The spicy rabbit was quite hot, and he was afraid Amu couldn't handle it, but the other dishes were fine.
Especially the soup; he had already ladled two bowls for Amu.
But after she finished the second bowl, Chang Zhou hesitated: "Can you still eat? Really? You won't get a stomachache later, will you?"
"Amu is an evolver; her appetite is very large, and she can eat a lot." Awuh paused and added, "Once my wound heals a bit, I can take Amu out to hunt."
"Alright, I'm not short on food for now." Ming Chu also knew she couldn't make Awuh truly feel at ease accepting this kindness, which seemed to come for no reason, so she said directly: "Think about it—is a few meals of meat worth more, or is the medicine I used on you worth more?"
That, of course, was the medicine.
No matter how harsh the environment, everyone could always find a way to get food and try to ensure they didn't starve to death.
But if there was no medicine, there was no medicine. Medicine couldn't fall from the sky, and you couldn't just grab anything and call it medicine.