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

Chapter 273 Luck
"Coming, coming!" Chang Mianmian greeted the old lady and the others, then rushed out in a flurry.

Chen Ling was standing outside the tent, smiling at her.

"Is the captain asking us to go relieve ourselves?"

"No." Chen Ling shook her head. "The captain said that the water at the water point would be wasted if it wasn't used, so he laid out stairs for them to fetch water themselves."

"The captain asked us to help the three clerks to tally the actual number of people."

"Huh? Then we don't need to keep an eye on the water collection point? If so many people jump in one by one, wouldn't that pollute the water source?"

Chen Ling said with a smile, "The captain sent Number One, Number Two, and Number Three."

Alright then. With their terrifying appearance and ruthless methods, Number One, Number Two, and Number Three are probably too intimidating for anyone to mess with.

"Let's go." Chang Mianmian hooked her arm around Chen Ling's shoulder, smiling.

Chen Ling glanced at her sideways. "Vice Captain, may I ask you a few questions about water-based magical arts?"

"Sure, ask away." Chang Mianmian glanced at her, then suddenly smiled, "Are you about to advance your level?"

"I haven't been able to make a breakthrough." Chen Ling was quite anxious.

She was the most useless person on the team, and she was afraid of not being able to help the team.

"Sister Ling, don't feel pressured." Chang Mianmian saw through her thoughts and couldn't help but laugh. "You have to think of it this way. People like us who possess superpowers are already one in ten thousand capable people in the world, right?"

"It's normal to encounter bottlenecks when trying to break through. Besides, we all think you're amazing! Don't rush, just let things take their natural course."

They genuinely thought Chen Ling was very capable.

After all, the others are all cheat codes; firstly, they are retraining their abilities, so their experience is definitely much richer than Chen Ling's.

Secondly, they often hide in their sister's magical farm, enjoying the privilege of twenty times the time flow.

Can the training time and breakthrough speed of the two be the same? They definitely cannot be compared.

Chen Ling smiled gratefully, "Everyone has been so kind to me. I just want to work hard and improve so I can repay the captain and all of you."

"You're just getting impatient because my uncle quietly advanced to the fifth rank, aren't you?" Chang Mianmian said cheerfully. "Sister Ling, don't put so much pressure on yourself. Believe me, you're actually very strong. In such a short time, you've already jumped two ranks and are about to advance to the fourth rank. That's amazing!"

Chen Ling blushed from the praise, "You, don't praise me like that, I'm embarrassed."

Chang Mianmian laughed heartily.

Chen Ling couldn't help but smile, her eyes crinkling with laughter.

Mianmian is just like a blazing little sun, warm and comforting. Seeing her smile can sweep away any gloom in your heart.

"Sister Ling, we've known each other for so long, we're practically family. Feel free to ask me anything you don't understand. We can discuss and research together anytime, anywhere, and make progress together."

"Yes! I'll remember." Chen Ling sincerely squeezed Mianmian's hand. "Thank you, Mianmian."

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At the same time, the refugees from Fengzhou were shocked by the pool of water in the cave in front of them.

The huge surprise left people somewhat bewildered.

No wonder they were so confident that they could provide them with water; it turns out they had a water source right there.

"Hey everyone line up! Get your water and head up, don't dawdle here."

"Hey you, I'm talking to you! Don't stick your paws in the water. If you reach in again, get out of there and stop trying to fetch water."

"We can use buckets, but you guys need to figure out how to transport them yourselves. Be careful, tie them securely, and don't let them fall and hit someone on the head!"

"Hey! What are you doing? Can't you fetch water yourself? Why are you trying to snatch it from someone else? If you don't behave, I'll take away your right to use water."

Luan Dalong and Xiao Yong, along with a dozen or so brothers from Longhu Village, were shouting and maintaining order on both sides of the cave. People from Fengzhou were coming and going in and out of the cave, happily carrying water.

"Thank goodness, God has saved us. At least we have clean water to drink."

"Yes, the little water I saved up lasted for seven days, seven days! I only dared to take a small sip each day. Today I can finally drink to my heart's content."

"No, I have to go back and look for it again. I remember I have a small bucket there, I need to come back and fill it with water again."

Luan Dalong, hands on his hips, shouted to the crowd, "Hurry back after you've finished fetching the water."

Xiao Yong also told everyone in his strange accent, "Hurry back and line up to register, don't dawdle here and miss your food rations."

"You can come back to get water tomorrow, no need to rush."

Some people originally planned to drink their fill here, fill their water bottles, and take them back, but upon hearing that grain was to be distributed, they quickly grabbed basins and buckets and hurried up the stairs.

A large crowd gathered at the entrance of the forest, gazing at the throng of people on the other side from a distance of seven or eight zhang.

Madam Yan sighed and whispered to Imperial Censor Yan, "See? If we hadn't been lucky enough to arrive first, we would be the ones stuck outside the woods now."

Imperial Censor Yan nodded with a sense of sympathy.

In that sense, those who escaped from the capital were actually quite lucky.

In this sweltering heat outside, running around in the wasteland day after day, they're lucky they haven't died.

Madam Yan glanced back, met her daughter-in-law's disdainful face, and frowned slightly, "Where is your little sister?"

If it weren't for the importance of filial piety, Yan Dalang's wife wouldn't have bothered to pay any attention to her mother-in-law.

Where does her aunt go? Does she think her mother wouldn't know? These days she's shamelessly running to the Lu family every day, where else could she be now? You know perfectly well what you're asking.

Madam Yan's eyes turned cold, and she was about to reprimand someone when she heard a piercing cry coming from the shed of the Duke of Jiang's mansion.

"Oh dear, has Madam Jiang passed away?"

"Sigh, it's not easy to have lasted this long at this age."

"Mother, Mother!" Jiang Susu's piercing cries echoed throughout half the forest.

Xin Wenyuan was extremely busy that day and couldn't spare a single moment of free time.

The patrol team came to report that Madam Jiang had passed away. Xin Wenyuan couldn't remember her for a long time, so he just ordered, "Then let the Jiang family go outside the woods and dig a hole to bury her themselves."

Actually, according to Xin Wenyuan, cremation is the best option, as it makes it less likely for bacteria to grow.

But the ancients were very particular about these things. Maybe if he made such a suggestion, the Jiang family would rush out and fight him to the death.

It's better to avoid trouble. They won't be stationed here for long anyway, so let's just bury them. It won't affect them.

When Xin Nian heard about this, she simply raised her eyelids and nodded, showing no emotional fluctuation.

In this environment and in this world, it's perfectly normal for one or two people to die.

The registration process was very fast; the roster was handed to her in no time.

Xin Nian flipped through the list and found that there were 279 refugees in Fengzhou.

Cheng Xu also sent her a preliminary list of patients, which included thirty-six people.

Fifteen of them had tumors on their faces, while the rest had red eyes and unbearable itching in certain parts of their bodies.

According to the accounts of the refugees from Fengzhou, there were originally more than a thousand of them on this journey, but they died along the way, and only a quarter of them remained.