My whole family time-traveled! I became a god during my exile in a famine.

Chapter 105: The situation is quite dire.
Xin Nian's shout woke up many people around her.

Grandma Wang sat up in her sleep, frantically reaching for the mask she had stuffed into her chest, and also forcefully tugged at her son beside her.

Those who woke up hurriedly put on masks, their eyes warily fixed on the three people opposite them.

The three men were all quite young, and upon closer inspection, one or two thumb-sized growths could be clearly seen on their chins, making them very noticeable.

Xin Nian had already put on her mask and pulled Xiao Yong and the others back three steps. "Stand there and don't move! Don't come any closer!"

The three people who were scolded did not dare to step forward rashly, but instead bowed to them repeatedly with a pitiful expression, saying, "Kind people, please give us something to eat."

Erdan put on a mask and gave the group a distressed look. "I've already told you, we fled all the way here. We don't have any extra food."

The three men stared at the cotton masks on their faces. One of them suddenly stepped forward. "Can't I borrow some from you? Look at you, your clothes are neat and your faces are rosy. You're obviously not doing badly. We're all refugees who have fled here. What's wrong with helping each other?"

A convict jumped up and forcefully tugged at his tattered prison clothes.

The white prison uniform was so worn that its original white color was almost completely obscured.

"Who's a refugee like you? We're in a much worse situation! You fled the village, at least you had some food and water with you. What about us? We have nothing! You ask for help right off the bat, who do you think you are?"

"Exactly, lend, lend, what do you have to lend? Your life?"

The three men with tumors glared at each other, their expressions fierce, and charged forward.

"Stop them! Stop them!!" Xin Nian shouted several times, and Er Dan, Wu Tian, ​​and the others drew their swords.

If the tumor-ridden man charges forward again, he'll run straight into their blades.

"Don't be so stubborn!" Wu Tian cursed angrily, his face dark. "If you want to act tough in front of us, you'd better see if you have the life to do so."

At this moment, another seven or eight people swarmed around, shouting all at once, "We're all suffering people, why are you drawing your knives?"

"Yeah, if you don't want to lend it, then don't. Why do you look like you're about to kill someone?"

Several elderly women with tumors on their chins collapsed in front of them, wailing loudly, "This is outrageous! The soldiers are killing people!"

Erdan and the others were all dressed in guard uniforms, which were filthy but at least the style was still discernible.

The guards were exasperated by the shouting and frowned angrily, "Don't act shamelessly in front of me, I'm warning you."

"Get up quickly!" Xin Nian pulled the people on the outside up and pushed them back again and again, her face extremely solemn.

"Stay away," she said coldly. "Don't waste your breath on them. These people carry the virus; be careful of droplet transmission."

By this time, everyone was basically awake. Although they couldn't understand anything about viruses or droplet transmission, it didn't stop them from recognizing sounds and colors.

The little girl's serious expression suggests it's probably not a good thing.

The ladies were trembling with fear, and were protected by the men in their families as they retreated further and further.

"What are you doing?" An old woman with a tumor jumped up, pointing at Xin Nian and the others and cursing, "We're all refugees, and you're looking down on us?"

The young man next to the old woman urged the crowd, "Let's all go together. We're going to die anyway if we don't have anything to eat or drink, so let's just grab what we can."

Xin Wen'an was so frightened that he hurriedly packed up his sacks and bundles, threw them all on his back, and pushed Aunt Qiu, Xin Mengye, Zhuang Shi, Xin Mengxue and the others backward.

The family retreated while frantically exchanging glances with the old lady and the eldest son's family, their expressions conveying an urgent message of "get out of here, get out of here quickly!"

The old lady realized the seriousness of the situation and instructed her eldest daughter and the others to quickly pack their things and prepare to run away.

They had barely lain down when they had to get up again, and were still feeling dizzy and their heads were throbbing.

Judging from the current situation, things are unlikely to end well.

One person packed their bag, and the others also began to scramble to pack their things.

Although the bedding on the ground and the mat beneath her were dirty, messy, and tattered, she had to take them all; they would come in handy next time she had to sleep in the wilderness. As Madam Si hurriedly packed her things, she felt that the escape route was too arduous, and she kept wiping away her tears behind her husband and son's backs.

Si Nanli felt very good. While helping her mother pack her things, she whispered to comfort her, "Mom, don't panic, it's okay, your sister is here for you."

Madam Si burst into tears, and the ladies and young women from all the families were also crying and wailing. Due to lack of sleep and the stimulation in the middle of the night, everyone felt extremely exhausted.

Meanwhile, Xin Nian also had a headache.

Killing people wasn't difficult, but she worried that these people might be carrying pathogens, and once the killing started, the splattering of blood could have unimaginable consequences...

As more and more people gathered around, Xin Nian's expression remained cold.

"We don't even have a sip of water to drink, and some of you were just soaking your feet in it!"

"That's right! Give us some of the stuff, or we'll just rob us!"

"Yes, rob it!"

"Don't waste your breath on them. Look how selfish they are, they definitely won't share a single bit with us! Don't hesitate, let's go!"

"Go! Grab it while you can!"

Someone in the crowd shouted, and several men with tumors at the front lunged at Erdan and his group, baring their teeth and brandishing their claws.

When provoked, they weren't even afraid of the gleaming blades, and watched as the group of people began to pour knives into the pot.

Xin Nian shouted, "Little Jinzi!"

The image immediately froze.

The faces of the several tumor-covered men who rushed forward were clearly visible, their expressions fierce and twisted.

Some of them jumped up with both feet off the ground, while others had their hands almost touching the blade.

Then everything came to a standstill.

The moment Xin Nian's hand was grasped by Xiao Jinzhi's well-defined knuckles, she turned to look at him.

Behind Xiao Jinzhi, Xin Wen'an raised his hand high, gesturing for the Xin family to retreat, with a somewhat comical expression on his face.

Her father, Xin Wenyuan, was carrying Xin Mohan and staring at her expectantly.

Time stood still.

Xin Nian raised her hand and sent out several spatial blades, creating a long, transparent spatial wall between them and the opposite side.

A few breaths passed, and everything was happening in a race against time; all the still images came to life in an instant.

The tumor-like man who jumped up had his throat slit by the spatial blade, and his blood sprayed onto the transparent spatial wall.

Many people rushed over, their heads slamming heavily against the space wall with a thud, making them dizzy and disoriented.

The guy who reached out with both hands, ready to disarm the man bare-handed, ended up empty-handed, dumbfounded as he stared at the tumor-covered man who suddenly died in front of him, blood gushing from his neck.

"Go!" Xin Nian gave the order, and everyone behind her hurriedly packed up and ran away.

The hearts of Physician Cheng, Wang Bangyan, and others who were originally at the very back of the group were still pounding wildly.

Turning around, I saw that the menacing-looking people rushing towards me, baring their teeth and claws, seemed to be blocked by something. They thumped and banged wildly, unable to get through.

The little girl, leading a group of constables, stood behind them like a goddess, causing everyone to breathe a sigh of relief.

That was close!