Natural Disaster: I Started By Hoarding Tens Of Billions Of Supplies novel Chapter 484

Since both missions were compatible and required Yao Ran to travel outside anyway, the staff member saw no issue and agreed.

"Alright. Please wait a moment while I register it for you."

Yao Ran smiled and said, "Alright."

Two minutes later, the staff member looked up from the monitor and said, "Comrade, I have registered you for the special mission. It has no time limit, but if you die while on a mission, we won't be held responsible."

"Understood. Thank you for your help, Comrade." Yao Ran replied calmly. With that, she left the Mission Hall in a good mood.

As he watched her walk away, the staff member sighed and muttered, "I don't know if she is truly capable of completing both missions or if she is just another overconfident ability user who has overestimated herself."

Unaware of his thoughts, Yao Ran waited at the entrance of the Mission Hall for Jia Xiang, Huang Zhihui, and Deng Qiqi. As she observed passers-by, a commotion suddenly broke in the distance.

"Please, can anyone sell me some medicine to save my son?"

Standing near the entrance of the Mission Hall, Yao Ran suddenly heard this plea and turned to see who was causing the commotion.

After looking around, she saw a man clinging to a soldier's leg, begging desperately. Yao Ran frowned slightly at this sight.

"Comrade, please let go. If you need medicine, you should go to the hospital," the soldier said, trying to free his leg from the man's grasp.

Hearing this, the man grew even more desperate. Tears streamed down his dirty face as he pleaded, "Comrade, please help my son! He is only ten years old. He is too young to die like this."

At the end of the world, life has become cheap, like grass. There was no telling when someone might die or how they would die.

Among the onlookers, one survivor muttered bitterly, "Everyone has lost family since the natural disaster began. You should be grateful your son has survived this long."

His words were cruel, but they carried the harsh truth.

Realizing no one would help, the man slumped to the ground, holding his wife and son in silent despair.

From where she stood, Yao Ran studied the child.

Although his father had said he was ten, his small frame made him look no older than five. His body was so emaciated—just skin stretched over bones—that from a distance, he resembled a skeleton with a disproportionately large head, which rested weakly against his mother's chest.

Yao Ran couldn't help but think that if his mother weren't holding him so securely, his head might fall right off from the weight.

After observing the child for a moment, Yao Ran diagnosed his condition at a glance.

The child was suffering from common post-disaster ailments such as anemia, malnutrition, and severe vitamin and mineral deficiencies, all of which could lead to organ failure. These were just the obvious illnesses; there were likely many more hidden ones.

Given his health condition, the child needed immediate treatment to survive, followed by long-term care, a nutritious diet, and supplement medications.

Just from these requirements alone, Yao Ran knew his parents wouldn't be able to save him.

While she was deep in thought, the soldier sighed and said, "Comrade, take your child to the hospital before it's too late."

The man's eyes flickered slightly at the suggestion. Slowly, he pulled his wife to her feet and carried his son on his back. The soldier could only sigh helplessly when he saw this while the gathered crowd lost interest and dispersed.