Collect supplies, seize aircraft carriers, and travel to the seventh and fifth

Mo'er deliberately walked to a deserted place, and immediately three people came up to him. Two of them held knives against Mo'er's lower back and said, "Don't move, don't make a sound, or I'll stab you twice." Mo'er pretended to be very scared, raised his hands and said, "Brother, I won't move, don't stab me! I'll do whatever you tell me to do."

The leader was a man in his forties with a scar on his face. He chuckled and said: The little girl is quite pretty. This little girl with red lips and white teeth will definitely sell for a good price!

Mo'er shuddered and said, "Brother, please don't sell me. My mother is waiting for me to come home!"

Scarface chuckled: "Go home, okay, I'll take you home right now! I'm telling you, don't cry for help, just follow us, or we'll stab you! We can still run away!"

Mo'er nodded without saying anything. Three men surrounded Mo'er, and the two men behind hid knives in their sleeves. They took a narrow, deserted alley, twisting and turning into a courtyard. They had no defenses against Mo'er. Could a little girl really do anything wrong? Mo'er's mind was always open, remembering the location of the courtyard, but there was nothing special about it. After entering the courtyard, she came to an unremarkable small room, which was a mess with all kinds of things. A tall, thin man walked out from behind Mo'er, moved a cabinet, and there was a cave underneath. A ladder went down diagonally, more than three meters deep.

After descending the ladder, the tall, thin man, holding a lantern, walked ahead, followed by the middle-aged woman who kept staring at her, then Mo'er, and finally the scarred man. After walking about twenty meters, Mo'er could smell the stench of feces and urine, which made her want to vomit. She could also hear the faint sound of a child crying.

The tall, thin man yelled, "Shut the fuck up! If you keep crying, I'll break anyone's legs and pull out their tongue. I'll stop you from crying!" Immediately, the children stopped crying! Walking further in, they found two rooms. One was for children under eleven or twelve years old—Mo'er counted sixteen of them. The other was for seven girls, fifteen or sixteen years old. The oldest girl was holding a one-year-old baby in her arms! Scarface asked the girl, "Is the kid dead?"

The girl shuddered obviously and replied: No, no, no, I just still have a high fever. Please buy some medicine for me. I'm afraid the child will become stupid if the fever lasts for a long time!

Scarface chuckled: Just sell it for money as if it were burned stupid. After that, Scarface opened the lock on the door and pushed Mo'er. Mo'er stumbled and entered the house. She walked to the girl holding the child and looked at the child. The child was wrapped in a small satin quilt. The child was very good-looking, with fair skin and chubby body. It was obvious that the child's family was very well-off. But now the child's whole face was very red, obviously with a high fever. Mo'er said to the girl, let me take a look at this child. The girl seemed to dislike the child and immediately gave the child to Mo'er, and then breathed a sigh of relief. The scarface said that if this child died, she would not have a good life! Now the newcomer wanted to hold the child, so he just gave the bundle to her.

Mo'er carried the child to a corner. The tall, thin man holding the lantern had already left, and the underground room fell into darkness again. Mo'er scanned the room with her mind and saw that no one was paying attention to her. She got a bottle of milk in the space, boiled some spiritual spring water, and made a bottle of milk powder. She also took out the ibuprofen solution to reduce fever, sucked some into the syringe, and slowly injected it into the child's mouth. The medicine was sweet, and the child did not spit it out. After a while, the water in the bottle warmed up, and she began to feed the child. The child, perhaps because he had been hungry for a long time, began to drink it with a gurgling sound.