Natural Disasters Strikes: I stockpiled like crazy! novel Chapter 187

After the commotion died down, the people hiding inside their homes cautiously opened their doors, peeking outside.

Once they confirmed the danger had passed, they quickly gathered around the corpses of the Winged Reaper Ants.

"What in the world is that ant?!"

"Two meters… at least! So all this time, the ones we've been seeing were just the small ones? This is bullshit!"

"They only sent three this time… How many more are out there?"

"What do we do? Where's Uncle Lao?!"

Fear gripped the crowd, yet they couldn't hide their awe at the guests' terrifying combat prowess.

Inside the Temporary Clinic on the First Floor.

Bingwen, Hei Qian, and Feng Ran had their hearts lodged in their throats, their nerves stretched taut.

They had just watched Brother Lin take on not one but two Winged Reaper Ants simultaneously.

Even dealing with one was already a nightmare-level challenge. How had he survived that?

"Ouch, don't press there."

"Where does it hurt? Is it painful?"

"There. It hurts, but if you kiss my wounds, it won't hurt anymore."

"Rogue."

"Heh."

The three men: …Never mind. Looks like Brother Lin is doing just fine. He even has time to flirt.

Deciding they didn't want to be fed dog food any longer, the trio left the room and went to collect the ant corpses instead.

Unexpectedly, they bumped into Yu Baoyin on the way. Lao Gong and He Cuifen followed closely behind her.

After ensuring Lin Weihao was fine, Nanzhi turned her attention to the other injured man. His wounds were severe, but he was out of immediate danger. However, he needed a blood transfusion.

Fortunately, two of the guards were a match.

"Thank you so much, Miss!" The guards who had brought the injured man were deeply grateful. Medicine was more precious than food in this world, yet these guests had spared their valuable resources without hesitation.

Meanwhile, outside—

Feng Ran caught sight of Baoyin's injuries and immediately scolded, "Hey! Why are you running around recklessly with a back injury?!"

Yu Baoyin ignored him and asked urgently, "Where is Sister Nan?"

"Pa… pa—cough, cough."

Jiu Jiu's face was pale, her breathing uneven. Her small body trembled in He Cuifen's arms. The earlier shock—fear, anxiety, and overwhelming emotions—had triggered a severe reaction.

"What's wrong with her?" Bingwen frowned, his eyes locking onto the girl. Her face was pallid, her lips tinged blue. Even her fingertips had taken on a bluish hue. Her mouth opened slightly as she struggled to suck in air.

Hei Qian's expression darkened. He muttered, "Asthma."

His late sister had suffered from the same illness. The bluish discoloration—cyanosis—was due to oxygen deprivation.

"Asthma?" Bingwen sucked in a breath, realizing the severity of the situation.

"There's no time to explain! Where is Sister Nan?"

"There! Fourth room on the left!" Feng Ran quickly pointed.

"Thank you!" Lao Gong and He Cuifen rushed forward.

"Hey! Don't forget to treat your wounds!" Feng Ran shouted after Baoyin, who had already taken off.

"Yes, otherwise, you'll get an infection, Miss Yu!" Bingwen added.

Nanzhi heard frantic footsteps just before the door burst open.

"Uncle Lao! Auntie He!" The guards greeted. _{frёeωebɳovel.com}

Yu Baoyin rushed to Nanzhi's side, pleading anxiously, "Sister Nan! Please, take a look at this little girl!"

Lao Gong and He Cuifen hesitated. Jiu Jiu's condition was special—she required specific medication. They could only pray that Wang Jian would return safely with the medicine after recklessly rushing out of the base.

Nanzhi's brows knitted together when she caught sight of the blood seeping through Baoyin's back.

Minutes later—