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With a heart full of unease, the Old Woman took another bowl of milk from Zhao Li's hands. Zhao Tong received it and drank it all in one go.
"Mom, my eyes are getting itchier and itchier."
Before long, Zhao Tong suddenly squeezed his eyes shut and exclaimed, "There’s light! It’s light! It’s so bright I can’t open my eyes!"
What he saw was not darkness but a kind of void. Although Zhao Tong often heard people describe the appearance of light, he had never experienced it himself until this moment.
At last, he felt what light truly was—real light! The golden rays dazzled him, causing an unbearable sting. This was partly because he had been in darkness for too long, and his eyes were not yet accustomed to the brightness.
After closing his eyes for a moment to let his pupils adjust, the young Zhao Tong slowly opened his eyes. The world was bright and vibrant; though formless, it was filled with life everywhere.
"I can see! Mom, I can finally see!"
In that instant, the Old Woman shed tears and could hardly speak, her emotions overflowing. Zhao Tong looked around in astonishment; the old woman with gray hair and wrinkled skin was the beloved figure he had relied on for so many years.
Unable to contain his excitement, tears streamed down his face. "Mom, after all these years, I can finally see your face clearly. You’re truly beautiful!"
The two embraced and wept together, their tears flowing like a river. Yun Xiao Yi was also quite surprised; it turned out that milk could be so effective in restoring vision.
Upon further reflection, it made sense. In "My World," there was no such setting; vision problems were merely one of many negative effects. Since milk could clear other conditions...
It is also possible to restore vision.
From this, one might wonder, can milk not repair other bodily deficiencies? For instance, could it mend a severed arm? After all, in "Minecraft," characters, even when injured, do not lose limbs; they merely experience a decrease in Health Points.
But what’s the point of pondering such things? It would be clearer to find a suitable person and test it out. After all, what Zhao Jia Village lacks is healthy and whole villagers.
At that moment, the Old Woman wiped her tears and dragged Zhao Tong to stand before Yun Xiao Yi. Without a word, both of them knelt on the ground, their foreheads striking the floor with a resounding thud. Soon, red marks appeared on their foreheads.
Divine Lord, I am grateful for your grace in healing my son’s eyes. The Old Woman was filled with reverence.
After bowing deeply several times, Zhao Tong raised his head. Though he did not speak, his fervent gaze seemed to reflect either his struggle to adjust to the brightness or his desire to firmly imprint Yun Xiao Yi’s appearance in his memory.
Yun Xiao Yi did not mind this at all; after all, every person he had healed displayed a similar fervor, and he had seen enough of such reactions to become accustomed to them.
“Alright, that’s enough. Please rise,” he said.
Zhao An hurried over to help them up. “I understand your feelings, but please don’t disrupt the Divine Master’s treatment for others.”
The two nodded in agreement and quickly stood up, making space for those waiting in line. The crowd gradually moved forward as the treatment continued.
Every individual entering Zhao Family Village, after consuming two bowls of rich milk, saw their complexion transform almost instantly from sickly pale to a healthy rosy hue. In reality, most people were in decent health; their greatest challenge lay in their nutritional deficiencies.
Especially the women and the elderly, each of them appeared extremely emaciated, as if a gust of wind could blow them away. While drinking milk could alleviate some of the physical weakness caused by malnutrition, milk was by no means a miraculous remedy; it could not replace a proper meal that provides sufficient energy and nutrition for the body.
Yun Xiao Yi did not inquire why they ate so little. He was not like the Jin Huai Emperor, who would ask questions such as why they did not eat porridge. Did these women and elderly people simply not want to eat more? The truth was that the variety of food was scarce. Years of drought had gradually diminished the food supply in Zhao Family Village.
In a traditional agrarian society, when faced with disaster, resources would first be allocated to strong laborers and children. The former represented labor and security for survival, while the latter symbolized the future and hope. As for the elderly and women, merely surviving was already considered the best outcome.
When the trials of nature threatened to topple these rustic villages, it was even more difficult to mention the man-made burdens: heavy taxes, forced labor, and rampant oppression. Once natural disasters and human calamities struck in succession, people would inevitably rise against this cruel world when they found themselves with no way out.
There were countless historical examples of this: such as during the late Qin Dynasty. At this moment, the growth rate of meat had suddenly slowed down. Yun Xiao Yi waved his hand dismissively. Zhao Li immediately understood his intention and once again filled a bowl of milk to hand to Zhao Chen. Zhao Chen drank the milk in one gulp. Shortly after, the meat began to grow rapidly once more.
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