Apocalyptic Flood: Sexy Beauty Neighbor's Midnight Plea for Food Chapter 413 - 188: Everyone’s Thoughts, Chen Brothers

"Brother Liang!"

"Little brother!"

"Liang Yuan!"

Yang i, Ding Yan and the others also showed signs of joy and called out.

Liang Yuan jumped off the Golden Python onto the raft, looked at everyone, and said, "Is everyone okay?"

"No problem, no problem, are you all okay? Where’s Song Wen?" Yang i quickly asked.

"Sister Yang i, I’m here." Song Wen slid down from the Golden Python and waved with a smile.

Others followed suit, and Liang Yuan imdiately called Zhao Kai: "Zhao Kai, co quickly to save her."

Zhao Kai was stunned and ran over quickly: "Save her? I don’t know how, what’s going on?"

"Tang Ying’s wound won’t clot; we need your Frost Superpower to help stop the bleeding and seal the wound."

"These are just surface wounds; as long as we stop the bleeding, with Song Wen and Wang An’s treatnt, there’s hope for recovery."

Yang Shenmin quickly explained.

Zhao Kai nodded quickly: "Alright, freezing people is my speciality."

He couldn’t bother asking how Wang An could heal or what was up with the Golden Python.

He imdiately placed his hands on Tang Ying’s back wound and activated his Frost Superpower.

Instantly, a large cloud of ice mist sprayed out, quickly enveloping the wound.

The bloody wound began to freeze at a visibly rapid pace.

The blood suddenly stagnated, and the wound stopped bleeding.

Song Wen imdiately activated her ability to assist in healing.

Wang An continued to enhance the healing effect of the water cup.

Under their cooperation, Tang Ying’s originally sallow face gradually regained so color.

In the crowd, everyone was discussing fervently.

"Wang An has awakened a power too? His hands are glowing."

"Huang Han also seems to have awakened a power; look at her Golden Python, it can grow and shrink."

"So there really are mutated fruits on the island."

"Captain Ma and Captain Cai didn’t seem to awaken, though."

"Yes, they’re injured too. Looks like the island is really dangerous."

"Indeed, the rewards and the risks are proportional."

"Speaking of which, didn’t dozens of people go to the island this ti? Only a dozen ca back."

"Did the others all die?"

For a mont, everyone fell silent.

The giant Turtle Island suddenly sank; many must have died inside.

These mutated fruits are really not easy to obtain.

Liang Yuan, seeing Tang Ying’s condition stabilize, began to command everyone to secure the raft and move forward.

Old Ma, Cai Zhi, and others were dispirited, resting in the corners.

Next to Liu Feifei, Hu Weimin’s wife Liu Xiuxian’s eyes were red, constantly wiping her tears.

Hu Tutu, though young, was old enough to understand. Seeing his mother Liu Xiuxian cry, he started howling and crying as well.

"Waa waa waa... Mom, where’s Dad? Dad isn’t coming back?"

His tender voice made Liu Xiuxian cry even more, holding his small body and sobbing.

Liu Danian, seeing this scene, couldn’t help but redden his eyes and exchanged a glance with Liu Feifei.

Liu Feifei also sighed, fortunate that she had stopped her father.

Back then, Hu Weimin wanted to try his luck on the island, and her father was planning to go too but was stopped by her.

As a family, she had already awakened her mutant ability and felt there was no need for her father to risk it; just wait patiently for his own awakening.

Hu Weimin’s family relied on him, in this chaotic world, he had no choice but to forge ahead.

Yet, those in sorrow were not limited to them.

Next to Elder Lin, Zhu Linlin’s eyes were also red, quietly sobbing.

Her good friends, Yu Xiaoyan and Liang Minru, hadn’t co back, likely lost to the vast floodwaters.

Elder Lin gently stroked her waist, continually comforting her, and Zhu Linlin gradually leaned towards him, resting against his chest.

In the corner, Old Ma looked dejected, as if he had aged several years in an instant.

Holding Granny Li’s hand, he sighed: "We’re old, we’ve lost our use."

Granny Li comforted him: "Old Ma, it’s all fate. Living to seventy is rare, and we’re over fifty, we haven’t lost much."

"Think of our parents’ generation, with all the famines and floods, those who lived to fifty were few; compared to them, we’ve been lucky."

"I’ve lived my life, worn red armbands, married a good man, that’s enough."

A kind smile surfaced on her face as she talked about their affectionate tis in youth.

Old Ma, lost in sorrow, gradually found solace in these mories, feeling calr.

His face slowly regained its smile.

Looking at the vast water and the torrential rain.

Then, looking at the young faces around him, he suddenly felt at ease.

At least he lived to his fifties; those who perished on Turtle Island, many were just twenty-sothings.

Sighing, he turned to look at Cai Zhi.

Cai Zhi still hung his head in dejection, visibly frustrated.

His wife Wu Qian and daughter Cai Yao, on either side, tried to comfort him.

He felt even more stifled and annoyed.

Suddenly covering his face, he fiercely slapped himself twice.

Old Ma sighed, understanding Cai Zhi’s feelings.

Probably also despising his own inability to protect his wife and child.

That feeling, he could relate.

On the ship, emotions varied, Liang Yuan watched, his thoughts racing, deeply moved.

Life is just like this.

He couldn’t help but think of Lu Dayou, who ventured into the island determinedly for a mutated fruit for his daughter.

Facing swamps and life-threatening crises, he never gave up.