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

Chapter 107 Phantom Light
Everyone had become somewhat numb from walking so much lately; all they did was run around as soon as they opened their eyes, and their legs had developed a kind of mechanical muscle memory.

It was really tiring, but being separated from the group meant just waiting to die.

If you don't want to die, you have to keep following.

Xin Nian had Xin Wenyuan, Liang Guangxia, Xiao Jia and others lead the way, while she led Erdan, Wu Tian, ​​Luan Dalong and a few others to cover the rear.

Their group was illuminated by orbs of light, making them extremely conspicuous.

Whenever they passed by other refugees, people would stare at them longingly.

Chen Ling lay on the cart, with some things piled up beside her.

Chang Mianmian stayed close to her side, and when she saw her looking at her, she nodded and smiled at her, "Don't worry, just lie down and relax."

The group hurried forward with their heads down. Xin Nian noticed that there were more and more people with tumors on the roadside. A quick glance revealed that two or three out of ten were patients.

These people looked at them with a deathly stillness, like ghosts, or demons wandering the roadside.

Xie Ninglan felt a chill run down her spine. She grabbed her eldest son, Xin Mochen's arm and whispered, "Son, could these people have turned into zombies?"

Xin Mochen was somewhat amused and exasperated. "Mother, they're all alive."

Xie Ninglan tried to activate her supernatural power, and half a vine emerged from her palm.

"Fight or not?"

"What are you fighting?" Xin Wenyuan said to his wife in a low voice while carrying his youngest son on his back. "These aren't zombies, they're just ordinary people."

"What if they swarm us?" Xie Ninglan was not one to passively take a beating; she was used to taking the initiative to solve problems.

“Many of these people have tumors, and my sister is probably worried that they might have toxins in their blood, making it difficult to handle if a fight breaks out. After all, we also have many elderly, weak, women, and children here. Once things get out of control, it will be impossible to manage.”

Xie Ninglan frowned, feeling that this team was making them feel restricted.

"Dali, ah."

“Madam,” Xin Dali responded, pushing the cart.

"Stay close to Mianmian and don't wander off."

"Yes, madam."

"Son, if things get chaotic, keep an eye on the eldest daughter-in-law and the others," Xie Ninglan instructed again. "Take them to a safe place first, and we'll handle the rest."

"Old Xin, give me a little third wheel."

Helpless, Xin Wenyuan rubbed a small ball of light in his hand and handed it to his wife.

Xie Ninglan held it in her palm, eager to try it out. "I'm brimming with superpowers right now. I'll unleash my ultimate ability first."

"Wife, don't be impulsive," Xin Wenyuan quickly reassured her. "It hasn't come to that!"

"Are we supposed to wait for them to rush up and smash things again before we fight back?"

"What I mean is, we'll follow our daughter's orders. If she says to attack, then we'll attack; if she says to keep running, then... I'll cast an illusion spell to confuse them first."

"Oh, you've leveled up?" Xie Ninglan glanced at him curiously. "You can create mirages on a large scale?"

Xin Wenyuan coldly replied to his wife, "You're overthinking it, honey. I'm only at the second minor rank right now, what rank can I advance to? I can only use my basic abilities to create some illusionary light effects."

Seeing his wife looking at him, Xin Wenyuan quickly explained, "It's dark now and visibility is poor, so I'll use my superpower to make us disappear from their sight for a while."

Xie Ninglan was somewhat surprised, "But there's no light now. You can still do it without light?"

Xin Wenyuan held up the ball of light in his hand, and Xie Ninglan suddenly realized and said "Oh".

"Understood, understood. I'm leaving everything to you, Lao Xin."

Xin Mohan leaned on his father's shoulder, half-asleep, listening to his parents talking quietly.

He couldn't understand, yawned, snuggled up in his father's smelly hair, and went back to sleep.

Under the cover of night, many refugees lay sprawled on the roadside to rest, while a few others continued on their way, just like them. Xin Nian glanced back warily, and upon hearing footsteps approaching, she frowned slightly.

The relatives of that wealthy man were like cockroaches that could never be killed, constantly chasing after them, their howls loud enough to shake two streets.

Why be so persistent? If you can't catch up, then so be it.

Xin Nian was somewhat agitated, her impatience showing on her face, and her anger was rising.

Her patience is almost gone!

A vicious thought kept rising in his mind: kill these unruly people and be done with it. Who gave them the right to chase you? Don't let them! Who gave them the right to chase you around demanding things? They're overestimating themselves!
You're not their father, why do you care about the other people in the team? Annoying, so annoying!

"It's not bothering." A gentle voice sounded in her ear, strangely masking her rising anger.

"I'll take care of it."

Xiao Jinzhi squeezed her hand and then waved it.

Xin Nian noticed that he had a burlap sack in his hand...

Then, this prince began his outrageous antics.

With a wave of his left hand, a small package flew out; with a wave of his right hand, pots and pans flew out with a clanging sound.

The crowd froze for a second, then someone screamed, "Beans!"

Then someone rushed forward to snatch the bag.

Xiao Jinzhi remained calm and began throwing pieces of bamboo tubes.

The throws ranged from near to far, sometimes landing in the crowd, sometimes flying out of sight.

"It's clean water."

"Shimizu!" the crowd exclaimed, and two or three people started fighting, scrambling for the water more and more fiercely.

Xin Nian stared dumbfounded at the spendthrift brat in front of her.

Her grandmother always complained that her father was a good-for-nothing spendthrift, and now she should come and see this spendthrift in front of her!

Xiao Jinzhi opened a sack and threw away everything—food, drinks, and other necessities.

After throwing out one sack, he took out another sack and continued throwing.

Well, the crowd behind them went completely crazy, and no one cared about them anymore; everyone was frantically grabbing whatever was thrown on the ground.

Xin Nian turned her head and saw a burly man being pinned to the ground by three or five women, who were biting and fighting each other.

Several bamboo tubes filled with clear water fell to the ground and were scrambled for by the others.

Xin Wenyuan and the others also turned around and saw this scene.

They were looking behind them from a distance of over a hundred people, so they couldn't see clearly. They just assumed that someone had rushed up from behind and started fighting with their daughter.

Xin Wenyuan hurriedly used his illusionary light ability, instantly isolating the group from the darkness.

The refugees, caught up in the frenzy of grabbing things from each other, didn't notice the vanished caravan. By the time they realized what was happening, the caravan was already far away from the chaos.

When the young man from Master Qian's family led a group of displaced people who had been knocked down by the wall, they saw the disorganized and wounded people all over the place. They had just finished a fight and were each holding the things they had stolen, looking at them warily.

Xin Nian walked while glancing at Xiao Jinzhi.

The latter remained calm, collected the half-full sack of things he hadn't finished throwing away, lowered his eyes and smiled slightly at her, "Anything that can be solved with money isn't a problem."

"You..." Xin Nian paused to find the right words, "You also have space?"

"Yes." Xiao Jinzhi nodded frankly, "I've saved some things, I'll give them all to you as my travel expenses. Miss Niannian, please protect me."

Xin Nian suddenly found herself at a loss for words.