Chapter 173: Something Small that Kills Many (5)

Finally, Eric also fell and could only lie down, coughing with a hot body temperature.

"You have to keep eating, Eric," Seb said as he sat down and ate some porridge topped with rehydrated dried vegetables. "You may not have much of an appetite, but believe me, eating will make you feel better."

Eric glanced at the slightly steaming bowl beside him, then took a deep breath.

"Or do you want me to feed you?" Seb chuckled.

Eric coughed, then straightened his body in a sluggish motion. "No need, Seb. I can do it myself."

"How are you guys doing?" Ivan approached them with a smile. I still can't believe Ivan, who used to look brutal, could smile this friendly.

"I'm feeling better, but Eric doesn't seem to be. He just started showing symptoms two days ago." Seb glanced at his son. "And thanks again, Ivan. The food this time was delicious too."

"As I said before, my family has a rotating cooking schedule. If anyone refuses, they will be beaten." Ivan chuckled, then glanced at Leva, who was still lying in the corner of the room and hadn't even touched her porridge. "Why haven't you eaten yet, Leva? Is my food not to your taste...."

Ivan stopped his words and smiled brightly again. With excited steps, he approached the red-haired woman.

Leva straightened up, grabbed the bowl of porridge, then began to eat it. "No thanks. I can feed myself. You don't have to feed me."

However, Ivan remained kneeling beside the woman. "Then, I will accompany you to eat."

Just as she put the spoon in her mouth, Leva froze. She then turned her back to the pale-skinned man, continuing to eat.

And right after that, everything stopped completely. This is a sign that the pause is automatically triggered.

Was this the danger that Leva felt?

I came out of the house and was immediately greeted by a cloudy sky. This time the big red arrow is in the west. I used the flight feature and then searched inside the red circle accompanying the giant arrow.

In just a short time, I've been able to find the culprit of all this. And I was so shocked by it.

Only one enemy comes to my colony, with curly hair that spreads in a mess and eyes that are so red.

Naomi was walking with her body bent forward, her facial muscles looking so tense, and her head moving in various directions as if looking for prey.

Was this due to the influence of the dark rituals she had performed?

I landed in front of her, intending to check her status.

[Naomi (xxxxxx)]

Ranged attack: XX/100

Melee attack: XX/100

Shit. How do I deal with something like this? Should I mobilize all my colonists? However, it is difficult for them to carry out normal activities, let alone doing strenuous physical activities such as fighting.

I returned to my colony, then whispered a plan into Ivan's ear, and at the same time gave orders to the others to stay where they were. If you fight with sickness, it can be disastrous. They can be easy targets who cannot defend themselves optimally.

As soon as I pressed the play button, Ivan got up and walked away.

"You feel it, right?" Leva coughed and rubbed her chest. "You feel like you have to come out to face whatever comes here, right? I can guess that because now I feel like I have to stay here. I think the others feel the same way too.

Ivan stopped walking, then smiled broadly at Leva. "Yes, you and your friends should stay here."

Leva swallowed. "Good luck then. Sorry, I can't help you. Well, I would, but my heart says otherwise."

The big tall man widened his smile, then continued on his way with the gazes of my colonists on him.

As soon as Ivan left the house, Kat checked her rifle, Gwen pulled a gun from under her sleeping bag, Manu brushed his ax, and Eric opened the sheath of his katana.

Staying does not mean not being alert.

Leva sighed, staring at the large machete lying beside her. "Ah, why do I have to be so sick when I have to fight?"

Sorry, Ivan. You have to fight alone. If my colonists are healthy, I will order them to help you. Unfortunately, the situation is not favorable.

I will still be sad if you die. You are a great person and deserve respect.

However, you are not my colonist.

***

Ivan continued to walk while carrying a giant hammer that reached his waist. The sound of lightning flashing and the roar of strong winds became the background music for his journey.

I didn't really ask him to wait. The fight should be carried out far from the homes of my colonists.

The fighter from Acornhull stopped and narrowed his eyes when he could already see Naomi in the distance.

"Holy shit." He gasped. "What the hell happened to you?"

Seeing Ivan, Naomi quickened her pace and stopped a few meters from her tribe mate.

"Where, Leva?" Naomi asked in a muffled, hoarse voice. Her eyes did not focus on Ivan but instead moved in various directions. Between the right and left eyes are not synchronous.

Ivan lowered his hammer, and I immediately whispered to him to pick it up again. Ivan could not be careless. He didn't know what he was dealing with.

However, the man did not obey my orders at all.

"Leva isn't here, Naomi," Ivan said in a cautious tone. "You'd better go home. Your family will be worried about you. If you need supplies for the trip, I'll give them to you."

"Ah, you are Ivan." Finally, Naomi's eyes managed to focus on the man. "You and your family have always refused to spar with me."

"To be fair, we never refused, but after I fought you once, you and I didn't feel like fighting each other. My family also felt the same way."

"Ah, that time, after dealing a few blows to me, you gave up and didn't want to fight me anymore!"

Looks like Brown can't get Ivan to hold back against Naomi. Hence, the guardian spirit of Acornhull asks Ivan to give up altogether.

"Please wake up, Naomi." Ivan walked slowly towards the woman. "Go home."

Naomi's breath was getting out of control. Tears started to fall from her eyes.