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After a long silence, a trace of blood appeared in the elder's cloudy eyes. "Come on. Let's head toward the reservoir and steal some water!"

The village militia's captain was a tall, middle-aged man.

He was muscular and powerfully built, as well as the strongest fighter here.

This man, weathered by countless hardships, was instantly dumbfounded, as though he could not believe his ears. "Elder? Go to the reservoir?"

There was certainly water in the reservoir, and there were not actually many monsters there...

But no one knew what exactly was hidden there. Many teams had suddenly gone mad as soon as they approached, charging into the central area and never returning...

A few teams had luckily obtained water and escaped back to the village.

That was how this information had been brought back.

Going to the reservoir meant gambling with their lives.

"Think of it, everyone. Our families are waiting for water to save their lives."

"The withered crops are waiting to be watered."

"Our waterskins are empty."

"What we need isn't a little water. We need a huge amount! The shortfall is far too great right now. Even if we found a small pond, it wouldn't be enough." Elder Sha Sanjia spoke in an unquestionable tone. "Let's go. Set out. We can only gamble on this."

"Once we deal with this urgent crisis, we can find a suitable small canal and draw water slowly."

"Otherwise, all we can do is wait for death!"

The middle-aged man opened his mouth, wanting to say something else, but he looked at the empty waterskins on the camels' backs, then thought of the lifeless village.

He was at a loss for words.

Yes, this was their only choice. Otherwise, they would merely die a slow death!

"It can't get any worse," he