Reborn as a Cube Man in the Late Ming Dynasty

Finally, someone has arrived!

Bai Li's eyebrows rose slightly, and her casual expression hardened. She asked softly, "Are you sure you didn't see wrong?"

"According to the scouts, those people were all armed, unlike the wild tribespeople, and they were being pursued by government troops!" The militiaman paused, then added, "The scouts, as you instructed, have driven away all suspicious animals within the area. We're preparing to lead them to the nearest village."

Clearly, Bai Li's actions were intended to test the natural generation of iron golems!

Driving away those animals was a last resort. After all, the forest was already strange enough during the famine. If these people saw square-shaped animals, they might mistake them for monsters and run away in fear!

I have to go on this first trip, just in case the iron golems haven't been generated yet, and also to prevent those people from being so stubborn that they won't fight back even when they're being attacked.

After seeing how those militiamen trained, he felt that these people might actually be able to do it.

Moreover, it would be good to see the creation process of the Iron Golem, since the Iron Mountain already existed when he arrived.

Why don't we bring Tieshan along too? Maybe they can communicate with each other since they're of the same kind.

Bai Li thought about it for a moment, and finally shook her head.

Tieshan is a big guy, and if he moves even slightly, he might be discovered. Let's just leave him in Licheng.

"Young Master Bai, I would also like to go along!" Miao Zhiming said shyly.

He still had some things to discuss with Bai Xianjun.

Bai Li nodded and said, "Alright, let's go now!"

……

A group of bandits moved silently through the jungle, their steps light and careful to avoid making too much noise.

The leader was a burly man with crisscrossing scars on his face, a cunning glint in his eyes, and his black hair was casually tied up with a cloth strip, revealing his forehead covered in sweat.

He gripped a large sword tightly in his hand, the blade reflecting dappled sunlight, its cold gleam intimidating.

Dozens of accomplices followed closely behind, most of them thin as monkeys, all scanning their surroundings warily.

These bandits had a perfect understanding of each other and hardly needed to communicate while moving.

Occasionally, even the slightest noise would instantly put them into battle mode, but they would quickly realize it was just a false alarm and then resume their previous alert march.

The long journey, coupled with the constant surprises along the way, left them with a hint of fatigue in their eyes.

The air was filled with the scent of damp earth and the faint fragrance of wildflowers, and sunlight filtered through the tree canopy, casting dappled shadows.

A gentle breeze caresses the treetops, leaves whisper among themselves, and butterflies dance among the flowers—a scene of perfect peace and tranquility.

However, the bandits knew that this seemingly beautiful jungle concealed unspeakable dangers.

Fortunately, the journey was uneventful.

"Brother, we've shaken off those soldiers!" Chen Ming'er said worriedly. "Are we really going to stay here? For some reason, I have a feeling that someone is watching us."

Gan Hongyi remained silent.

He knew, of course, that something was amiss, but with officials chasing them, they had no choice but to flee into this area.

"Since things have come to this, let's stay in this forest for the night. We'll leave as soon as it's light tomorrow. I don't believe he can guard us all night!" Gan Hongyi said sternly. "Let the brothers gather some firewood and some wild vegetables and roots to make do. We'll have a proper meal once we find a village."

Chen Ming nodded and gave the order. He then went to dig for wild vegetables, just like the others.

As Chen Ming'er carefully made his way through the trees, he was suddenly drawn to something unusual on the ground. Upon closer inspection, he discovered that it was a few wild mushrooms with peculiar shapes and bright red caps.

It could be a delicious source of food, but it could also be deadly poison; he dared not gamble.

"This mushroom is quite big!" Chen Ming'er shook his head regretfully. "It's a pity, it's better not to take it back, in case it's poisonous."

Just as he was about to turn and leave, Chen Ming'er suddenly heard a sharp cry. He looked toward the source of the sound and saw a rat trapped in a trap, bleeding and howling.

"There's meat to eat!" Chen Ming'er's eyes lit up, and he was about to run towards the trap.

Wait, I can't just walk past like this. What if there are traps around? I might get hurt.

Thinking it over, he tossed aside a long wooden stick and swept away the weeds on the ground.

As he approached the trap, he eagerly opened it, grabbed the rat, and looked at the flowing blood with heartache.

We can't waste it!

After killing the rat, Chen Ming'er sucked up the blood flowing from it.

Ah, that feels good, it's really delicious.

"There's definitely a village nearby!" Chen Ming'er muttered to himself as he stuffed the dead rat into his pocket. "I have to hurry and tell my brother that we've found a place to sleep tonight."

Chen Ming'er hurriedly rushed to the assembly point, leading Gan Hongyi and the rest of the bandits over.

"Search separately!" Gan Hongyi laughed heartily. "There's definitely a path around here."

Soon, they found a path that had been trodden out by people.

"You, and you, come with me to the front!" Gan Hongyi commanded. "Ming Er, you take your men and get away from us. If the situation changes, take the brothers and retreat immediately!"

"yes!"

After adjusting their positions, the group followed the path deeper into the jungle.

Their every move was seen by several pairs of eyes in the shadows.

"They're headed for Taino Village," one of the scouts said solemnly. "I'll go to the village and inform them so they can prepare in advance!"

"Alright, be careful on the road, don't get discovered! The Immortal Lord is protecting you."

"May the immortal lord protect me!" the man said in a low voice, reciting the prayer devoutly before leaving silently.

Avoiding the bandits, he stealthily made his way towards Taiye Village.

Upon reaching the village entrance, he imitated bird calls. Soon, a person approached the source of the sound, their eyes gleaming as they asked, "Is this in this village?"

This man was a militiaman who had infiltrated Taiye Village.

"That's right, tell the rest of the village to get ready. By the way, you haven't been exposed yet, have you?" the scout asked.

"Of course not. The only person in the village who knows about this is the village chief," the militiaman shook his head and said confidently, "Everyone else just thinks we are refugees fleeing from war."

Within the Immortal Realm, Miao Zhiming only communicated with the village chiefs of each village, in order to create panic among the villagers when the bandits arrived.

"Very good. According to the plan, let the village chief find an excuse to take all the men out of the village."

"Remember this! Unless these people intend to kill, even if someone loses an arm, you must not intervene until the very last moment! This is an order from the Immortal Lord; there can be absolutely no mishaps!"

"nature!"