I Transmigrated Into a Novel and Became the Vicious Stepmother of Five Cute Babies

410  Is He Also A Transmigrator?

When the survivors heard the news, they began to pack up without saying a word, wishing they could grow wings and get as far away from here as possible.

The team of dozens of survivors quickly packed up and were ready to set off at any time.

Gu Ying, who had gone out to check out the situation, had also returned.

"Bing 'Er, there's indeed something wrong with the city. A group of people have gathered and are preparing to sneak out in the middle of the night. It's said that they heard the news from the retreating disaster victims, and they can get food here."

Gu Ying had always had absolute confidence in his intuition, and this time, it didn't disappoint him.

"That's why it's necessary to cut the weeds and eliminate the roots sometimes."

Mo Ruyue's eyes turned cold. The rescue after a natural disaster had finally drawn out the dark side of her that she had hidden away.

"Isn't this what you said before, human nature is selfish? If their method of snatching food doesn't work, then we'll change to another method that they can't resist."

Gu Ying's voice was also very cold, but he was looking at Mo Ruyue with an even more worried expression.

It wasn't easy for Bing 'Er to get rid of her dark past and start a new life. He didn't want her to fall back into the darkness because of this.

"Let's go, before they notice our movements, we should go now."

Mo Ruyue said decisively.

Fortunately, the people in the city were afraid of alerting the enemy, so they only sent a few scouts to monitor the situation from a distance.

If the people inside had laid a heavy ambush, it would be difficult for her to avoid killing if she didn't want to.

The survivors' nerves were very tense, and they immediately took action when they heard Mo Ruyue's orders.

Everyone's feet were covered with a few layers of cotton cloth, and the hooves and wheels were also wrapped in cotton cloth to minimize the sound.

"Ying, you lead the team this time. I'll cover the back. I'll also leave some gifts for the pursuers."

This kind of work was usually done by Gu Ying, but this time it was snatched by Mo Ruyue.

"Are you going to use medicine?"

Gu Ying immediately thought of Mo Ruyue's specialty.

"This is the simplest way to avoid casualties. Of course, if something out of control happens while they're unconscious, they can only blame themselves.

Mo Ruyue could understand the selfishness in human nature, but she didn't want to be the sacrifice of other people's selfish actions, so she planned to give them a taste of their own medicine and also be "selfish."

"Alright, be careful. I'll be waiting for you in front."

Gu Ying gave a simple warning, then returned to the carriage and left with everyone without looking back.

As for the place they were going to after leaving, the two of them had already scouted out the situation today. They rode on two black horses and ran dozens of miles in one breath before they found a very suitable small village.

The villagers must have fled, and the entire village was abandoned.

Other than the settling dust, the surrounding vegetation and the primitive land were not severely damaged.

If these survivors were sent over and some food and seeds were left behind, they might be able to make it in time for the spring plowing.

As for whether the original owner of the village would return, and what would happen if he did, the two of them couldn't think so far ahead.

It was hard to say how many of those who left their homes to escape would fall on the way, or how many of them would settle down somewhere.

Let's live each day well before planning for the future.

Mo Ruyue walked alone in the opposite direction of the group. The darkness could not block her vision, but for every ordinary survivor, every step they took had to be carefully probed. It was not easy to walk.

With the help of the rope, the team could move a little faster, but it was just a little.

At this speed, it would not be easy for them to walk three miles before dawn.

In addition, although Gu Ying had already dealt with the spies in the city, it had been a long time since anyone had returned to report, so it would definitely arouse the vigilance of the city.

At that time, in order to prevent the survivors from running away, the county government would probably send people out of the city to pursue them.

What Mo Ruyue could do now was to delay the speed of her pursuers as much as possible.

Knockout powder was the best way to stop them, but of course, it would only be effective if she, the one who set them up, used it personally.

From the analysis of the information brought back by Gu Ying, it could be said that the city was in danger. The supply of food and herbs was facing a shortage.

Some people had already begun to secretly incite the people in the city, as well as the victims who had been taken in previously. It was possible that they wanted to take the opportunity to seize the town.

Once those people succeeded, not only would the people in the city suffer, but the victims of disaster who came to seek refuge without knowing would also fall into the devil's den again.

Mo Ruyue had seen such a scene before in some extremely chaotic small countries. The power-holders there changed rapidly, and it could even be one in the morning and replaced by another at night.

The magistrate must have thought of this as well, so even if he had only heard a little from the refugees outside the city, he was still willing to send people to test the waters before taking action.

He was using the conflict in the outside world to ease the potential crisis in the city.

Mo Ruyue's speed was very fast. She had already quietly sneaked into a place about ten meters away from the gathering place of the disaster victims outside the city.

There were no torches on the city walls, and no one was patrolling.

Although it was a small city, the city wall was well built. At least, with the current physical strength and tools of the refugees, it was impossible for them to climb the city wall to enter the city.

The refugees outside the city were able to light two piles of firewood. In order to find food, they had collected everything that could be burned in the surrounding area, but the remaining amount was not enough to last for a few more days.

So now they could only try to burn as little as possible, leaving only a small fire to provide warmth.

The fire was dim, and the light was almost non-existent. This made it even more impossible for the survivors to see Mo Ruyue, who had already lurked in front of them.

They tried their best to stretch their arms to get close to the fire to get a little warmth, but when they moved their hands away, the little warmth that they had finally gotten would be quickly taken away by the bone-piercing night wind.

From time to time, some people would get up and walk a few rounds on the spot, then sit down or lie down, trying to curl up their bodies as much as possible to resist the bone-piercing cold of the late night.

Mo Ruyue quietly lurked. In order to move nimbly, she didn't wear a thick winter coat.

Under her linen clothes, she was wearing a windbreaker that kept her warm. In addition, she had already undergone a thorough transformation, and there was a warm current flowing through her body, making her not afraid of such a cold spring night.

Perhaps it was too cold, the refugees were all leaning against each other drowsily, no one had the desire to talk.

Mo Ruyue could hear someone whispering, and the voice came from the city wall more than ten meters away.

"When can we take action? Why did my Lord have to wait until the latter half of the night? He said that this was the time when those people were the least prepared, but that was also when we were the most drowsy!"

"That's enough. We'll do whatever the Lord says. Otherwise, do you want to exchange identities with your subordinates?"

"No! There's food and drinks in the city, I don't want to be like them."

"Then shut up! If you ruin the adults' business, no one can save you!"

There were already people lurking on the city wall, as if they were monitoring the situation of the refugees outside the city. But even if they were looking down from a high position, they could not discover Mo Ruyue's existence.

That county government official even knew about this? Could he also be a transmigrator?

A thought flashed through Mo Ruyue's mind.