The next morning, a lot of people were feeling weak all over, and their bodies were aching as they got up from the ground. It was just as Milo had predicted.
The effects of being on a long and arduous journey and being affected by the cold weather had emerged. The healthier and stronger people could endure it, but a minority could not stand up to it at all.
Milo realized the stronghold’s residents did not have developed muscles. At least, they were not like the refugees in town where even a woman like Adella was slightly stronger than them.
At this moment, the difference in the circumstances of those who had a campfire to warm themselves last night and those who didn’t could clearly be seen. Even the students led by Linda appeared to be doing fine.
“Let’s hurry up and leave.” Milo got up and looked at the people around them. “This area has become ground zero for an epidemic. If we don’t leave quickly, we might get infected as well.”
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