Giant Aircraft Descending from the Sky

In this land where water is scarce and food is in short supply, people die every day from dehydration and hunger.

It wasn't that they didn't want to leave and go to other places with water and food, but their weak bodies and the scarcity of food and fresh water simply didn't allow them to travel long distances.

Putting aside the fact that other water sources are likely to have dried up long ago, the sheer distance alone is a huge obstacle, and they are most likely to die on the way to their migration.

It wasn't that no one had tried before; many people were unwilling to sit and wait for their deaths, so they left their wives, children, and family members behind to go and investigate alone, but none of them returned.

If they found enough food and fresh water, they couldn't possibly abandon their families, so their fate was obvious.

Gradually, no one dared to try anymore. Rather than doing that, it was better to just barely survive, at least they could stay alive, and maybe one day a miracle would happen.

Early that morning, before dawn, everyone gathered at the well on the lake shore, carrying their own simple containers, waiting for the respected elder to distribute a day's worth of fresh water to each person.

After a night, some fresh water accumulated in the well.

The temperature was slightly cool in the early morning. Without the sun's baking heat, the earth and air had not yet become scorching and dry, and the well water level was at its highest at this time of day.

Everyone lined up, holding their own pots, pans, plastic bottles, and eagerly waiting for the old clan chief to pour them a spoonful of fresh water with his trembling hands.

Everyone lined up neatly, and no one fought over the position, even though the old patriarch looked like he could be knocked down with a gentle push.

In the past, some people wanted more water, and some even wanted to take over the well. However, the water in this well was related to the lives of everyone and their families. Taking away their water was tantamount to taking their lives, which was unacceptable to anyone.

Those who, relying on their height and strength or forming gangs, attempted to seize more fresh water, now lacked even the ability to drink. Faced with the power of the masses, anyone who attempted to harm the interests of others was doomed to defeat.

Buckets of clean water were drawn from the well and distributed by the old clan chief, and the long queue gradually shortened.

Everyone fetching, pouring, and leading water moved with utmost care, afraid of spilling even a single drop.

By the time the sun had fully risen, the water-fetching team had come to an end, and the air began to scorch. The moisture on the surface of the soil was quickly baked dry and evaporated, the surface temperature rose rapidly, the air began to distort, and the entire land once again entered a roasting mode.

Beside the well on the lake shore, the last person carefully carried away a bowl of well water mixed with a little sand. The old clan chief gave the same amount of water to the young men who had helped him fetch water, as well as to himself. Then he poured the remaining well water in the bucket, along with the fine sand at the bottom, back into the well.

"Elder Chief, the amount of water we can draw from the well each day is getting less and less. The last few buckets are not full anymore. The water we bring up is mixed with sand, and it has reached the bottom!"

The old clan chief sighed helplessly.

"Sigh, now we can only take it one day at a time."

He has done everything he can. The water that each person receives each day is already the bare minimum to survive. If it is reduced any further, a large number of people will die from lack of water. Now, he has no other option but to pray for a miracle.

The elderly clan chief, with a heavy heart, turned to look around the well.

Due to severe water shortages and malnutrition, the weak tribespeople could no longer endure the not-so-long journey from their village to the well every day. So they simply moved their entire families to the area around the well, setting up makeshift tents on the dry lakebed and in the shade along the lake shore.

Hundreds of dilapidated tents housing thousands of people were scattered haphazardly around the well. Some of the people who received fresh water drank it immediately, while others returned to their tents and carefully drank it sip by sip.

For them now, this small bottle of fresh water is the most precious thing in the world, the source of their life!

Just as the old patriarch looked solemnly at his clansmen who were struggling to survive and facing the constant threat of death, a sudden gust of wind rose in the previously calm air.

The tattered cloth on the makeshift tent began to sway gently, and the old chieftain could feel that the wind blowing in his face seemed to be gradually getting stronger.

At the same time, a huge shadow appeared on the ground, and a strange, low sound came from the sky.

The old patriarch couldn't help but look up at the sky, only to see a huge black figure that had appeared in the sky above them at some point, casting a huge shadow on the ground and slowly pressing down.

The tribespeople inside the tents were also startled by the sudden strange noise. One by one, they slowly crawled out of the tents and looked up at the sky above.

As the enormous figure slowly descended and drew closer to them, they gradually came to see its appearance more clearly.

This was a huge, jet-black aircraft with two circular thrusters on each side, spewing pale blue flames downwards, which was the source of the airflow they were sensing.

Amidst the astonished gazes of everyone, as if they had witnessed an alien spaceship, the massive aircraft slowly landed on an open space beside the well.

The strange, low sound disappeared immediately, the sudden gust of wind subsided instantly, the tattered cloth fluttering on the tent fell down again, and the dust blown up by the wind gradually dissipated.

Its full appearance was also completely revealed to everyone.

This aircraft is enormous, measuring over fifty meters in length and over thirty meters in width. The entire fuselage is roughly rectangular, unlike the slender fuselage of an airplane, and appears very heavy.

Apart from the four thrusters integrated with the fuselage, the rest of the cabin is entirely composed of space. Unlike typical aircraft with their massive wings, the interior space is much larger. The aircraft relies entirely on the four thrusters on either side of the fuselage for power, enabling it to fly and take off and land vertically.

With its sharp angles and futuristic design, the fuselage has a peculiar black sheen under the scorching sun, as if it has absorbed all the sunlight without reflecting any of it.

Faced with the sudden appearance of the enormous creature that seemed to have fallen from the sky, everyone cautiously gathered around it, curious about its origins but not daring to get too close.

Living deep in the grasslands, they had never even seen an ordinary airplane, let alone this advanced aircraft that would cause a sensation even in developed countries.