What If I Can't Die?

93 Great Philanthropist

He knew that it was normal for such a thing to happen in this chaotic world. The problem was that since he had encountered it, should he continue to watch without any action?

After thinking for a while, he rolled his eyes and pointed above his head, “Look, there’s an immortal in the sky!”

Some people were attracted and looked up in a daze. The people who approached the old man’s corpse had food in their eyes and seemed to be uninterested.

Someone muttered, “What’s there to see about immortals? It’s these immortals who caused me to leave my hometown!”

“Immortals won’t give me food. Why should we look at them!”

Not only were they not interested in immortals, but they were also resentful. Song Shi could only change his voice and say, “Heavens, there’s really an immortal and a cow flying in the sky!”

Immortals who could fly could occasionally be seen in this chaotic world, but oxen who could fly were rare.

The remaining people finally raised their heads to take a look. After all, just looking did not take much effort.

Swoosh!

A gust of wind blew past.

The person who had been tricked by Song Shi into looking at the sky did not see anything. He even turned his head to look for it, but the sky was still empty.

“Where did this immortal come from?”

“Where’s the flying cow?”

Some people realized that they had been deceived. When they looked down, the old man’s corpse had already disappeared without a trace.

“Damn it, it was that kid who snatched our food just now!”

“He’s there! Uh, he looks very powerful. Forget it.”

Realizing that Song Shi could still disappear without a trace while carrying a person, the few guys with some stamina shut their mouths resentfully.

The moment Song Shi disappeared, the few of them started discussing.

“Another good-for-nothing. Fortunately, he didn’t kill us this time, nor did he beat us up.”

“This is already not bad. If we meet a chivalrous fellow, people like us will become infamous.”

“Forget it. We’ll reach Silkworm Village soon. I heard that this village is very rich. We should be able to fill our stomachs there.”

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The fleeing group quieted down again and walked forward weakly.

Song Shi stopped in the distance. His powerful Physique allowed him to hear these people’s words. He said with a headache, “Although what I did was a little harmful towards them, I just have to have a clear conscience.”

After digging a hole and burying the old man, he picked up a stone from the ground and played with it. He followed the fleeing people while his gaze moved to the side of the mountain path.

“If there was a choice, who would eat people?”

Muttering, Song Shi prepared to get some wild game for himself to try to solve the hunger of these people starving.

Just as he was looking for wild beasts, he heard a noise behind him. Song Shi turned around and saw a few hungry wolves digging the ground.

Wasn’t that the spot where he buried the old man?

“Damn you!”

Song Shi swung his hand and the stone in his hand flew out forcefully.

“Howl…”

The wild wolf was smashed to the ground and screamed in agony as its head bled out.

The other six wolves were shocked. They stopped and observed their surroundings. They then snarled cunningly and became vigilant.

A fireball fell from the sky.

Boom!

The scorching power was released and under the destructive explosion, these beasts were all killed.

Song Shi appeared beside the Wolf Corpse. He rubbed his chin and muttered, “It feels so good to blow things up!”

He couldn’t help but think of the fun of setting off firecrackers when he was young. Now that he was using them to blow up wild wolves, he felt even better!

Currently, the fleeing refugees were moving extremely slowly as they were in a hungry state. But before they could go far, they were frightened by the explosion and stopped in their tracks.

“Was that an avalanche?”

They felt extremely uneasy.

“Wild wolves have fallen from the sky!”

A voice appeared in the forest behind them. Then, charred wolf corpses fell from the sky and landed in front of them.

They counted a total of seven burnt corpses.

The refugee’s eyes widened, “What’s going on?”

“Everyone gets a share. Don’t let me see you fight over it.”

Song Shi’s voice sounded out leisurely, before everyone could react.

Someone had hunted wild wolves for them to eat!

“It’s him!”

The people who had scolded Song Shi before were shocked. They hurriedly lowered their heads and thanked him. “Thank you, hero!”

Then, they swarmed forward and began to prepare the wolf corpses for consumption.

Song Shi saw some people drinking the wolves’ blood directly and frowned slightly. In the end, he did not bother caring anymore.

He was just making amends for his actions.

Looking down at the mud pit where the old man’s body was, Song Shi sighed. “Even if the same species don’t eat corpses of their own kind in the wilderness, the other species will eat it. The best way is to cremate these corpses.”

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Song Shi smiled awkwardly and dug the old man out again.

The Fireball he generated turned it into ashes. Only then did Song Shi leave.

“Oh no, dozens of people were buried here last time. Could they have been eaten by wild beasts too…”

Song Shi suddenly thought of something and felt a little sorry for what probably happened.

After all, he had looted so many things from them.

However what happened had already happened, there was no way to salvage it now. Song Shi shook his head and decided to forget about it.

He took out a fasting pill and swallowed it to fill his stomach. He did not think about the wild animals eating the corpses he buried anymore.

He felt that the wild animals nearby had probably eaten humans before. Upon thinking this, he felt a little disgusted and lost his appetite immediately.

“This fasting pill tastes really bad.”

Song Shi savored the taste of the fasting pill. It was even worse than the so-called army ration biscuits.

He could only go to the village ahead to take a look to see if there was any food that could satisfy his hunger.

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With him intimidating them, the refugees on the way did not dare to fight too much and all of them more or less obtained some wolf meat.

Song Shi quickly left these people and walked to the front. From afar, he saw smoke rising from a valley.

Amidst the smoke, one could see a few huts and courtyards. Judging from the material of these structures, they were not thatched huts. It could be inferred that this village could be considered rich.

The other refugees on the road were nowhere to be seen. After walking for a while, at the entrance of the village, a group of people was queuing up to receive porridge.

” Master Huang is so nice and benevolent. He sends porridge to us every day.”

“Especially the Young Madam of the Huang family. Not only is she beautiful, but she’s also very kind.”

“Their family is really the manifestation of the living Buddha.”

Hearing the discussions from afar, Song Shi knew that there were rich people here that were helping these refugees.

“This is a nice village.”

He nodded and prepared to walk over and ask where the so-called Great Benevolent Master Huang was. He wanted to see if he could buy a set of clothes here and fill his stomach too.

“Kid, don’t cut the line!”

A refugee saw Song Shi walking towards the front of the group and berated him loudly.

Song Shi took out a piece of silver and tossed it at him, “You are mistaken. I’m not a refugee.”

Seeing the large piece of silver, the dissatisfied refugee tactfully shut up.

Song Shi flamboyantly took out his folding fan and waved it around. Although his clothes were tattered, his temperament and posture still gave him the air of a rich young master.

He stopped in front of the steaming pot, “Friends of the Huang family, can I see your master?”

“Master is not at home. Young Master can see Young Madam instead.”

The person who served the porridge was a short and fat middle-aged man. He answered with a smile.

“Please introduce me.”

Song Shi was polite. Suddenly, he smelled a strange fragrance, “What does this porridge smell so unique?”

Subconsciously, he glanced at the porridge in the big iron pot.

As he looked closely, he suddenly realized that there were densely packed insects rolling in the pot.

There were all kinds of insects, and they were still alive. However, they were all in an immobile state. As they rolled around in the pot, they appeared as porridge boiling from afar.

However, if one took a closer look, these worms were mostly maggots and made Song Shi feel especially nauseous.

“…”

Song Shi, who was waving his fan, paused and looked at the person who looked like he was drinking soup but was actually eating the worms.

The juice of the crushed bugs splashed out, but these people did not react at all. Instead, they seemed to enjoy it very much.