The whole scene lasted until they felt that their stomachs were no longer so empty that even stones could be digested, and then they stopped.

He took out the water bag he carried with him, opened the cork and poured it into his mouth to moisturize his mouth which was dry and bitter from eating weeds and bark.

Fang Yu is also among them.

He later joined in the beastly carnival.

No one can stay out of this famine.

In order to satisfy the terrible hunger of Iron Stomach, Fang Yu also tried the taste of tree bark.

The bitter and sticky juice, coupled with the taste like chewing hay or leather straps, made Fang Yu feel a surge of stomach acid when she recalled it.

In fact, if there hadn't been this group of fleeing people, Fang Yu and the others would have been more calm.

The correct way to eat bark is to chop the bark core into pieces, then mix it with rice and eat it together.

Sawdust porridge, this is a traditional dish of the poor in a certain western country in the real world in the Middle Ages.

If you eat like this, you will be full and your bowel movements will be smoother and more natural.

If they eat like Fang Yu and others.

Of course, there is a high probability that it cannot be pulled out.

However, there is also good news.

That is, after this attempt, Fang Yu discovered that his iron stomach seemed to be able to digest even tree bark...

After the bark fell into his stomach, Fang Yu could feel his iron stomach moving continuously, decomposing and digesting the bark he had eaten.

The crazy hunger gradually eased during digestion.

After Fang Sanduo and the others had filled their stomachs and absorbed enough water, their originally irrational minds found themselves again.

The crazy feeling just now is still vivid in my mind.

Some people still have a dull sore throat from swallowing the bark raw.

"...Are we going to die?"

While everyone was still silent, Erbao suddenly spoke.

The crowd remained silent for a while.

But Fang Yu could clearly feel that the aura of the people around him had dropped again.

Even Fang Sanduo and Huang Mei had confusion in their eyes.

Fang Sanduo's skin color has long been dark and yellow, and Huang Mei's hair is as dry as weeds. Both of them have crazy hair loss due to lack of nutrition. Their sparse hairstyle and dark and dry skin make them look like crazy beggars.

On the contrary, because Fang Yu had energy support, although he looked very miserable on the outside, after all, he had not taken a shower for more than a month, in fact, after washing, his body did not change much.

Of course, it's a bit darker.

The silence lasted for a long time.

Next, no one spoke, but Erbao's previous words still echoed in everyone's minds.

This time the rest took an extra long time.

They stayed in the woods from afternoon to night!

Because the main component of tree bark is fiber, and their stomachs are not like Fang Yu's, which can also digest tree bark.

Therefore, after eating the bark, their stomachs will feel full for a long time, but this is just a feeling of fullness. Inability to digest means no nutritional supply.

Their health will become worse and worse as a result, and the more bark they eat, the harder it will be to expel it, and some may even become blocked directly in the large intestine.

If you can't poop it out, you have to continue eating as soon as your stomach is empty.

Repeating this process until the large intestine is full and the stomach is occupied, death is not far away.

At night, because it was already dark, even if Fang Yu wanted to continue on her way, she could not do so at this time.

The feeling of fullness in the stomach gave Erniu and the others the illusion that they had eaten and drank enough.

This illusion caused the instinctive laziness they had suppressed before due to food issues to burst out.

Maybe it's because I'm giving up on myself, or maybe I just want to relax.

Since the people in the woods lay down in the afternoon, basically everyone has not moved or even turned over. They are all lying on the ground as if they are dead, with their lower abdomens slightly bulging and their breathing weak.

Fang Yu leaned against the tree and looked at Fang Sanduo and Huang Mei, who were leaning against each other.

If Fang Sanduo could open his eyes and look at Fang Yu now, he would find that Fang Yu is fully armed at this time.

He had rubbed all the mud off his body, was wearing linen clothes, and had a hooded shawl he had modified by himself.

Fang Yu pulled this hood and shawl from a dead person on the road.

It's not just him. Along the way, as long as there is a person who fails to hold up and falls, no matter if he is dead or not, as soon as he falls, a bunch of people will spontaneously surround him.

These people would look at him silently.

And he also looks at the people around him.

The difference is that the people around him look at him with indifference.

The people who fell on the ground looked at them with helpless, desperate, and pleading eyes.

But no matter what his eyes looked like and how he begged, the people around him remained indifferent.

Until about a minute passed, as long as no one came to help him up, the people around him would come forward...

Strip him naked and take everything away.

Then he lay naked on the dry and cracked ground, being basked in the sun in despair, and then he closed his eyes in pain but with a smile, and slowly died in anxiety, fear, and strange pleasure.

Before he died, the last picture flashed through his mind, and this picture was very familiar to him.

In the picture, there are also a bunch of people surrounding one person, but the person in the middle is not him.

After the familiar waiting scene, people around him rushed forward. At that moment, he saw himself...

He himself stood in the middle of the crowd, followed the people around him and pulled the clothes of the middle man.

His eyes at that time were as indifferent as the one he had just seen, but with a hint of greed...

This process keeps happening on the way to escape, in a constant cycle, and over and over again.

Along the way, Fang Yu had seen countless corpses that had been exposed to the sun and turned into skin-like bones.

These corpses were all naked. When they died, they had been starved to death. After being exposed to the sun, the skin on their bodies was so burned that it shrank directly on the bones.

It's like a skeleton covered in skin.

The most disgusting thing is that after death, the intestines and stomach in the stomach swell due to high temperature.

Most of the corpses had bellies as distended as balloons.

Just like a pregnant woman.

However, when the belly is completely expanded to the limit, it will burst like a balloon!

The putrid gas inside will spurt out, polluting the air around the entire corpse.

Along the way, everyone must hold their breath while passing through such a corpse with its belly exploded. Otherwise, the smell is enough to make people dizzy.

Fang Yu wore a hooded sackcloth over her shoulders, and a pair of thick-soled hemp shoes snatched from a corpse on her feet. Even the worn-out belt around her waist had been replaced with new ones.

Holding a hatchet in his hand, he leaned against the tree and looked at his uncle and aunt with complicated expressions.

Fang Yu saw everything that happened during the day today.

He understood that this team was basically useless.

Everyone's morale collapsed too quickly.

Especially after Old Man Cao died.

After all, Old Man Cao was not lucky enough to escape this famine.

His life is still not tough enough.

Old age and infirmity were his inevitable death.

Although he has rich experience, he is just a dying old man now.

Even if he stayed well in Fangjiacun, he wouldn't have long to live.

Now I am fleeing the famine. The first half of the month was fine. But in the second half of the month, when everyone could only eat grains and rice, they traveled long distances and were old and frail. In the early morning of the twentieth day, Erniu found that he could not get up.

When he went over and took a look, he found old man Cao lying on the ground with purple lips and weak energy.

He reached out and touched his forehead.

Hot to the touch.

He has a high fever.

Even though Old Man Cao is still angry at this time, everyone understands that this energy is only left for today.

He has no relatives or friends, and no one in the team is willing to take care of such a burden.
To be continued...