It wasn't long after Tang Ye left with his team towards Chuntun when the gatekeepers saw a few of their own bringing over a hundred survivors.
"Wang Hu, what's going on? Where did these people come from?"
The leader of the gatekeepers asked the man named Wang Hu, a puzzled expression on his face.
"We found these people while searching for supplies. They were in trouble, and asked us to bring them here. I figured we needed people here, so I thought I'd bring them over."
The survivors brought over by Wang Hu and others were dressed in rags, no, it was worse than rags, they were dirty to the point of turning black! It was as though they were covered in an unidentifiable layer of filth.
Most of the survivors were so thin they were practically skin and bone, exhibiting severe malnutrition, with only a few appearing to only have a yellowish complexion.
Due to their harsh living conditions, they all carried a terrible odor that made the guards dizzy.
