Post-Apocalyptic Survival Modpack

Chapter 2, Section 02: The Gifted

Ian didn't expect a seven-year-old to understand complicated instructions, so he only had Wang Ji do one thing:

"You'd better stay home and behave yourself for the next three days. Don't go anywhere and wait for me to come back."

After giving Wang Ji his instructions, he took Wang Ji to his parents and found a suitable reason to get them to cooperate.

It wasn't a big deal to let the child stay at home for three days, so the two of them agreed without thinking too much about it.

However, one can't help but wonder, what exactly happened to make this supervisor personally come to visit?
"You've gotten yourself into trouble?"

Wang Ji's father, a man named Wang Jiefu, squatted down and stared into Wang Ji's eyes as he asked.

"No." Wang Ji shook his head.

So Wang Jiefu nodded and believed Wang Ji.

He didn't ask what had happened, but just sighed softly and went back to work in the field.

After all, they are our own children, whom we have watched grow up from childhood.

Wang Jiefu knew very well that Wang Ji was different from other children from a young age, or rather, from birth.

As for what was different, he couldn't quite put his finger on it, but he felt that the child was a bit too precocious compared to other children.

Could it be that the supervisor discovered that this child has some special talent or ability?

It may be a good thing, or it may be a bad thing, but life goes on no matter what.

As he pondered this, Wang Jiefu walked toward the neat, square plot of land that had been newly cultivated in his field.

"Was this done by Wang Ji?"

Wang Jiefu was a little puzzled. This child is only seven years old. How can he work so fast?
Is he born with superhuman strength?
That makes sense.

Thinking he had found some clues, Wang Jiefu felt a little better and began sowing wheat seeds in the field.

After sowing the seeds, Wang Jiefu straightened up, took a breath, and looked back.

Upon seeing this, their mouths gaped open.

In the fields where he had just sown seeds, without exception, wheat seedlings had already sprouted!

That patch of tender green stood out particularly.

Wang Jiefu stood there in a daze for a while, then suddenly looked at a plot of farmland beside him that had not yet been planted.

Then, trembling, he took out wheat seeds and sprinkled them on.

Snapped.

Almost instantly, or rather, in a single instant, before the process could even be seen, wheat seedlings sprouted directly from that patch of farmland.

Wang Jiefu took a deep breath, his heart pounding.

He sat on the ground, lost in thought for a long time.

Perhaps, your child is not just born with superhuman strength.

Thinking about it, he stopped working and immediately went home, back to his room, and started rummaging through drawers and cabinets.

Most villagers didn't know what supervision was, and probably thought it was something like the 'pastor' from many years ago, or at most they thought of him as a designated village chief sent from the city.

But Wang Jiefu knew it was completely different.

His ancestors included educated people, and his family had learned more than other villagers. Before the supervisors came, he was one of the few literate people in the village.

"found it."

After some fussing, Wang Jiefu took out a somewhat worn book from the bottom of the cabinet.

He flipped through the pages carefully, afraid that even a slight movement would tear the already fragile paper to pieces.

This book is quite old.

Of course, it wasn't some precious ancient book or some hidden secret manual.

It's a miscellaneous book that you could probably buy at any bookstore in the city, mostly containing common sense—common sense about miracles, magic, and alchemy.

The only unusual thing is that this book was produced before the establishment of the empire. It was bought when his grandfather's family still had some money and food.

"Special physique, a natural spellcaster."

Upon reading this part, Wang Jiefu suddenly understood and felt somewhat at ease.

The unknown is always the most terrifying.

We need to understand what happened before we can make a decision.

Seeing that it was getting late, Wang Ji's mother, Hannah, returned home and began preparing food for her husband and children.

At this moment, Wang Jiefu also put down his book and came out.

"Where is Wang Ji?" he asked his wife.

"He's playing with his friends in the yard next door."

Wang Jiefu quickly went outside to check on Wang Ji and was relieved to find that Wang Ji was alright.

...

Wang Ji didn't come out to play on his own initiative.

The neighbor's children were just too enthusiastic; they insisted on dragging him out to watch them build mud. Looking at the two children, a boy and a girl, Wang Ji felt helpless.

One of them is named 'Linwan', and the other is named 'Limay Brown'.

Judging from the spelling of the name, it actually feels quite strange. If you separate the given name and surname, you can clearly feel that they come from different systems.

This can be considered a characteristic of the great unification of the empire, and it is also the current naming trend.

That is, to keep one's own surname and choose a name from a culture one has never been exposed to before.

It represents the ability for friendly exchanges and seamless integration between different cultures and ethnic groups.

"Brother Wang Ji, look at my mud house!" Li Mei's voice pulled him out of his thoughts.

"Yes, it looks good, even better than last time."

"And me, watch me, my stroller!"

"Wow, that's great! It'll be able to move once it's dried. That's fantastic."

Wang Ji didn't spoil the fun and coaxed the child, even though he was also a child in terms of age.

Children at this age are usually mischievous and rebellious, and it's normal for them to have disagreements, quarrels every three days, and tantrums every two days.

Despite the arguments and bickering, they still had a great time together afterwards.

A little temper, it comes on quickly, but it goes on just as quickly.

At times like these, Wang Ji stands out conspicuously.

According to his friends, Wang Ji never loses his temper. Even if he does something that would make someone angry, he doesn't care. Instead, he can gently coax people, making the person being coaxed feel a little embarrassed.

While other children are reluctant to acknowledge others' good qualities due to jealousy, he is generous with praise, always making people happy.

When someone gets into trouble and doesn't know what to do, as long as Wang Ji is there, he can usually come up with a solution.

His temperament and behavior, which far surpassed those of his peers, made his friends subtly regard him as their leader, and they all enjoyed playing with him.

The children are too young to describe it, but they all feel that facing Wang Ji is like facing their father or even their grandfather.

But he is indeed the same age as me.

Gululu…

"I'm so hungry."

Li Mei touched her belly and said something.

It would have been better if they hadn't mentioned it, because once it was brought up, Lin Wa'en, who was standing next to her, also felt uncomfortable.

He rubbed his deflated stomach and muttered to himself:

"I wonder if there will be anything to eat tonight..."

"I wish I could eat two meals every day."

Ugh…

Looking at the two children, Wang Ji sighed softly to himself.

Not having enough to eat is now the norm.

The children in the village are all very thin.

except him.

Seemingly due to his unique characteristics, his body has always grown in a uniform manner.

Or rather, refresh.

"Will do."

Wang Ji patted his two friends on the head and said, "There will definitely be a day when everyone can have enough to eat and live a good life."