Chapter 588 Swatting Flies

The darkness enveloped the camp, a hut and tent silent, with the occasional sound, but it was a moan of pain. Not only hunger tormented the refugees here, but also disease. But there was no medicine, and many people could only carry on when they were sick. Ning Tao followed the road next to the riverbed to the center of the camp, then headed towards Asadin's shack. When he was still on the hillside, the light was still on in Ramsey's white tent, but this time the light went out. Asadin's shack was the only one in the entire camp that still had a light on, and the darkness shrouded the large canyon with just a little bit of light, giving the impression of a graveyard keeper and a graveyard hut at once.