Bandled Sack's wound and turned to Hart: "Hart, find two strong branches, use ropes or clothes to make a stretcher. We need to take Captain Sack back to the town as soon as possible. His injuries are only temporarily stable. We need to find a high-level priest to perform magic tricks for treatment as soon as possible to recover."

After saying that, he started to treat the other three injured, but they were not so lucky because Brandon used up his level 0 spell position, so he had to slowly stop the bleeding by relying on his own physical fitness.

After the treatment of several wounded people was completed, Brandon looked up at the sky. The sun had reached the southwest and was expected to set in two hours. At this time, the surviving team members around were also packing up and ready to set off.

"Captain Turner, are you going to set out now?" Brandon didn't notice the surroundings because he was focusing on treatment just now.

"Yes, Brandon, sorry you just finished the treatment for them and were about to set off again before they had rested." Captain Turner paused and said, "But you also know how close we are to the undead's range of movement now, and no one else is back."

Brandon was surprised to hear Turner's words: "You mean we are all the players here now!"

"Yes, Brandon, there were nineteen people when we came, and now there are only eleven of us, and the other eight people can't come back!" Captain Turner replied sadly. "We were surrounded by hundreds of skeleton soldiers and ghouls at that time, and there were skeleton shooters and zombies next to them. If Sack hadn't broken through the encirclement and turned around and tried his best to rescue him, even fewer people would have appeared here."

When Brandon heard this, he felt that life was so fragile. He opened his mouth twice, but he didn't know what to say. Finally, he stood up silently and prepared to set off.

"Give Brandon a portion of water and food." Turner has been a mercenary for a long time. He knew that this was a must-pass path for newcomers. New adventurers are always prone to sigh at the impermanence of life and death, but now there is no time to comfort the young druid carefully: "Branton, eat while walking on the road!"

Brandon nodded, took the food silently, and took a bite.

"Likavi, walk ahead with me. Hart, you take the people to carry Sack in turn..." Turner took the lead after arranging the task: "Okay, let's go now!"

Although the team was still safe along the way, the atmosphere in the team was a little low. Few people spoke, and everyone just walked forward silently. However, there was nothing to do. Nineteen people went on the mission, and now only eleven people went back, and there was a serious injury. Although the rest was not serious, everyone was injured...

Brandon walked behind the team with a bow and arrow with three unhurried wounded men. His mood was much better than when he was alone. The feeling of encountering enemies at any time but unable to fight back was reduced a lot after meeting the team. He now has a new understanding of the intensity of the battle in this world.

...

The team was silenced until the sun was about to set again.

"Stop." Turner shouted in front of him, and then Turner explained: "Now we should be far enough from the dead, we will rest here tonight."

Hearing Turner's words, the team members were all in a state of slight slump to the ground, and Brandon was also reluctant to move anymore, but at this time Turner's voice sounded next to him again: "Branton."

"Captain Turner!"

"Branton, I know everyone's situation. Now we have to rest, but now we have no food, so someone needs to hunt." Turner paused and added helplessly: "You have also seen that the wounded need food to replenish our energy. Our supplies have been lost. We did not encounter any suitable prey on the way. Now we can only go out a few more people and try to catch some prey and come back."

"I understand, I'll go now!" Brandon did not hesitate.

"Okay! You, Likawi, Hart and others are staggering the hunting direction! Take the water bag and bring some water back. Even if there is no prey, you will have to come back within an hour." Turner reminded Brandon.

Brandon sorted out the dagger around his waist, put the quiver in a convenient position, and then greeted Turner: "Then I'm leaving."

After saying that, he chose a direction and left this temporary camp.

Looking for streams in the Blanton Forest, near the Alice River on the south side of the Thorn Forest, the forest is full of water and streams are very common. Brandon hopes to find some fish in the stream to bring them back. Although there is still some food in his space, he cannot take it out. First, there is not enough food for so many people to eat; second, he does not want to expose the space when he is weak. Therefore, using the characteristics of space to catch some fish, he should be able to support this evening.

Not long after, Brandon found a slow flow of water. The water flow was not very wide, and the fish could be seen wandering around the bottom of the water.

Brandon looked at the danger around him and returned to the space.

In the space: An illusory fireball is about to fall below the ground level, and a tender green leaf can be seen on the ground. The seeds planted by Brandon have grown out of the ground.

But Brandon didn't care about this. He needed to quickly get the place to put the fish in. He surrounded the original pool larger and higher; then he exited the space.

Brandon was ready to fish after he exited the space.

He looked at the swimming fish in the water and found a big fish. He seized the opportunity to reach into the water and tried to use the characteristics of space to catch the fish. When Brandon reached his hand near the big fish, he activated the space power and brought the water near the hand and the fish into the pool in the space together.

"Very good, feasible!" Brandon clenched his fists with both hands and howled in his heart excitedly!

Brandon seized the time to catch some fish. When he felt enough, he summoned the fish out of the space, threw it on the ground, and found slender and flexible branches to put a few big fish together, filling the water bag with water.

By the time Brandon came back, Likawi had already returned first. He was lucky enough to hunt a little wild boar, which was thirty or forty kilograms. Captain Turner was roasting wild boar meat on the fire.

Perhaps because he smelled the aroma of food, Captain Sack also woke up from his coma. At this time, he was quietly ecstatic when he looked at the grilling food on the fire.
Chapter completed!