Lu Zhu put the sweet potatoes in when he wasn't paying attention. Seeing how hungry he was, Lu Zhu felt a little guilty.

"These are extra, they're for you to fill up." Lu Zhu looked at Zhao Huatong's straight eyes and said with some reluctance.

"This...I...you...you give it to me?" Zhao Huatong was a little incoherent and stuttered out of flattery.

Even so, he restrained himself and didn't rush over to grab the sweet potatoes. He just looked incredulous and acted very cautiously.

He knew the significance of food to people nowadays. In a world where a loaf of bread could kill someone, she actually wanted to give herself a few baked sweet potatoes.

"Well, here you go... I originally wanted to roast it for him, but he wasn't awake yet and I couldn't finish it, so I gave it to you." Lu Zhu had a faint smile on her face, showing her satisfaction with this person and his character.

Zhao Huatong swallowed hard again, a little hesitant.

"What if he wakes up? I'd better leave it to..." Before he could finish his sentence, Lu Zhu had picked a large leaf from the side, wrapped up three sweet potatoes and stuffed them into his arms.

The warmth in his arms and the unique aroma of sweet potatoes made the words Zhao Huatong wanted to continue saying stuck in his throat.

"I don't have any water here, go back to your place to eat! Don't choke." Without waiting for him to refuse, Lu Zhu pulled out a still burning stick from the fire, handed it to him, and started to chase him away.

Zhao Huatong was dizzy, holding the sweet potatoes in his arms and holding a torch, and returned to his temporary residence.

The next day, at dawn, Zhao Huatong came to Lu Zhu.

He felt a little embarrassed. When he went home last night, he ate two sweet potatoes in one go. However, the sweet potatoes grown at the base had very little moisture, so he actually choked.

He remembered that Lu Zhu said there was no water, so he specially brought his reserve water today.

Lu Zhu also got up when he heard the noise, but was surprised that it was Zhao Huatong, who brought a bamboo bucket of water.

Can I say that he is really a good neighbor of China? !

Perhaps it had been a long time since he met someone as easy to talk to as Lu Zhu, Zhao Huatong became more active and took the initiative to help Lu Zhu with work such as collecting firewood.

Lu Zhu didn't care about him, but because he was there, Lu Zhu had no chance to give him special treatment.

After all, this place was temporary, and there wouldn't be much work to do no matter how many people there were. The place was limited in size, so Zhao Huatong naturally saw the person lying there. He seemed to be no different from yesterday, so he curiously went forward to check it out.

I don’t know, I’m scared.

This guy is so miserable. Not only is his face swollen, but it is also covered with dirt. You can't even see his features.

"This...you, aren't you companions? How come~" Zhao Huatong was dumbfounded.

"Ah! Haha~ Actually, I don't know him. I saw him fainted from the poison yesterday, so I rescued him. And he is a man, so I..." Lu Zhu rubbed his nose guiltily.

"So that's how it is! No wonder ~ Then let me help you." Zhao Huatong took the responsibility and carefully lifted the clothes covering the man.

When he saw the clothes on him, he exclaimed, "Huh?"

Lu Zhu couldn't help but move closer when she heard the voice, "What's wrong? ~"

"Oh! It's nothing, I just feel that this dress is very familiar~" Zhao Huatong was very confused, but he did not stop his hands.

What Zhao Huatong was familiar with was the person who came with them, and the clothes belonged to that person.

But when he unbuttoned his coat and saw another piece of clothing, Zhao Huatong was stunned, because it belonged to his classmate Wu Hao.

He remembered very clearly that this piece of clothing was the only expensive clothing Wu Hao owned. Even when the end of the world came, he still cherished it because it was a luxury item that he had spent a quarter of his living expenses on. He would not take it off even when he was on a mission, but would wear it under an ordinary coat.

But he was not dead. He saw with his own eyes that the mutated vine had strangled him by the neck and pulled him into the air.

Then this piece of clothing must have been taken from a dead person.

Judging from his clothes and pants, they are of different lengths. It seems that he is also one of the people who survived in this oasis.

Lu Zhu also saw his messy clothes. His expression didn't change much, but there was a little ripple.

These obviously ill-fitting clothes were obviously worn by someone else. It was obvious how they ended up on him.

Many people came to this oasis.

Because there was nothing handy to clean, Zhao Huatong took off a pocket from the man's body, dipped it in water and used it to wipe his hands and face.

The purple color on the hand has almost faded, but the marks of the snake's fangs are still quite scary.

Without a basin, the cloth would get dirty quickly. Zhao Huatong said something to Lu Zhu and ran out again. He wanted to get more water from his place and wash the cloth at the same time.

Lu Zhu looked at his face, which was still swollen, and his slightly long hair, with a strand of hair resting on his cheek, and couldn't help but reach out to pull it away.

At this moment, his eyelashes moved and he opened his eyes.

Even though Lu Zhu had experienced a lot, she was still startled by his sudden opening of his eyes.

"You're awake~" Lu Zhu calmed down instantly and spoke calmly.

The man just looked at her without saying anything. Then he realized that his face was uncomfortable. He raised his hand to touch it and frowned slightly.

At this time, Zhao Huatong also came back, holding a lotus-shaped leaf filled with water.

"This water should be enough to clean him up~" His attention was focused on his hands and he didn't notice that the person he was talking about had sat up.

Because his injuries were so severe, Lu Zhu had to wash his face clean in the end.

When asked why Lu Zhu washed the clothes, it was because he disliked Zhao Huatong. As soon as Zhao Huatong stretched out his hand, he turned his face away and refused to let anyone touch him.

"Does he dislike me?" Zhao Huatong felt hurt when he saw his contemptuous look.

"She~wash~" He blurted out word by word, his eyes fixed on Lu Zhu.

Zhao Huatong couldn't decide, so he could only look at Lu Zhu~

"You rescued him, so why don't you just give him a lifelong wish?" Zhao Huatong looked at Lu Zhu inquiringly.

Lu Zhu: “…” Is this how you send the Buddha to the west?

But in the following days, Lu Zhu only felt that he was indeed a great Buddha~

For example, now his injuries have almost healed in just a few days. Lu Zhu is amazed at his recovery ability.

But he always...

"I'm hungry~"

"Water~"

"No~"

He acts like a big boss, requiring people to serve him, but he doesn't like to call for help and only expresses his own needs.

Just as he made his request again, Zhao Huatong glared at him.

"Uncle, you are just injured, not critically ill. Do it yourself and you will have enough food and clothing, understand? And I have a name, Zhao Huatong, you can read it after me, Zhao Huatong~ You can also call me Huazai!"

"No~"

"You~" Zhao Hua breathed and fell backwards, "Lu Zhu, look at him~"

Lu Zhu looked over and he turned his head away with a look of disdain, not meeting her gaze.

Lu Zhu: "..."

Lu Zhu felt a little guilty and suspected that she had kicked him to death.

Otherwise, how could I survive in this dangerous oasis with such reaction ability?

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