Chapter 867_1

Xiao'er looked at the twenty or so criminals, most of whom had gaunt faces, a lack of energy, and some even seemed to be enduring great pain.

The only one among them who appeared slightly plump had a decadent face, keeping his head low and coughing incessantly.

All of them were sick.

It wasn't surprising. The criminals were exiled to this place to let them slowly suffer in the harsh environment, weren't they?

"When were you exiled here?"

"Some of us two months ago and some one month ago." responded a young man, who had maintained an upright posture since arriving.

They ended up in this state in such a short period of time? Xiao'er was somewhat surprised.

Could this place really be so barren?

"Is there a lack of freshwater here? Is the population dense? Have the original inhabitants moved away? Are there any that haven't moved away yet?"