Reborn as a Cube Man in the Late Ming Dynasty

In the distance, there was a dense jungle overgrown with wild grass, which was completely different from the desolate environment around it. It looked eerily as if it had been embedded in this world.

This godforsaken place hasn't seen rain for months, and even the river has dried up. Where is the water source for these plants to grow?

Besides, if such a good place had existed earlier, the deserters outside the city would have already flocked here, and they wouldn't have been able to finish gnawing on all the tree bark.

Miao Zhiming looked bewildered.

At this moment, a commotion arose from the group of starving people behind them, causing Liu Ping and the others to raise their swords and become vigilant.

The crowd parted to both sides, and a man with a face full of scars walked out. He was thin and crooked, with long, thin fingers that were as sharp as eagle claws, and a sinister smile on his lips.

He raised his hand and walked towards Liu Qi and the others.

"I'm here to negotiate with you," his voice was hoarse, like fingernails scratching on a blackboard, making people feel extremely uncomfortable: "Don't you have two sheep? Just give us one, that's the result we've reached."

"We'll leave right away if we just get one sheep, how about it?"

No, absolutely not!

Miao Zhiming's heart tightened.

This might just be a ruse. If they really handed over a sheep, the reason why the starving people hesitated to step forward before was because they were afraid of harming the sheep.

It's also possible that they just really want one.

But if they were to hand over the sheep, they would never be satisfied; they would only want more, like a pack of wolves that have smelled blood, biting down hard.

They might not even be able to get out by then.

However, you can't refuse directly, otherwise they'll rush at you and the result will be the same. The best way is to stall.

Unfortunately, he had only just joined and had no say in the matter, nor could he speak his mind directly.

Miao Zhiming looked at Liu Qi with a worried expression and prayed silently.

Don't agree, even a direct refusal is fine!

Seeing Liu Qi deep in thought, the man squeezed out a few tears, knelt down in despair, and crawled toward Liu Qi.

It even involved kneeling and kowtowing.

"If all else fails, even some food would be appreciated! Sir, I beg you, we were just ordinary people once, but this famine struck, and this damned heaven won't send rain! We didn't want this to happen to us either!"

His voice was filled with grief, which aroused people's sympathy.

Hearing this, Liu Qi and the others felt uneasy, as they had felt the same way before.

Only Miao Zhiming, who had been observing from the sidelines, vaguely sensed that something was amiss.

They're too close! This guy is definitely up to no good.

"Righteous man, be careful!" Miao Zhiming hurriedly warned.

The scarred man, sobbing, slowly approached Liu Qi. Hearing Miao Zhiming's warning, he realized this was his only chance.

With a sudden freeze, the scarred man bent down and pulled out a sharp, broken razor blade from his waist, aiming straight for Liu Qi's left arm.

Success!

Before the scarred man could even show a look of joy, he was suddenly struck in the abdomen with a heavy punch, the broken razor blade in his hand fell to the ground, and he collapsed motionless.

Wei Shi put his fist away.

Upon seeing the ruthlessness in the scarred man's eyes, he sensed that this person must be treacherous and cunning, so he secretly kept watch from the side.

However, the danger was not over.

The starving crowd suddenly erupted into chaos.

"They actually dared to kill someone!"

"Fine, since they're not willing to give us anything, then we'll just rob them! They forced us into this."

"Brothers, let's attack together and avenge the brother who spoke up for us!"

"Kill them, and everything will be ours!"

"That's right, they forced us into it!"

"Slaughter them, take the sheep and divide it equally among everyone, everyone will have meat to eat, charge!"

Inspired by those with ulterior motives, the eyes of the starving people turned bloodshot as they stared at the two sheep.

"kill!"

"kill!"

Holding various sharp fragments they had picked up along the way, they staggered along the ground. Exhausted, their arms flailing wildly, resembling a horde of zombies from a science fiction movie.

It had nothing to do with justice, and they certainly didn't know the person who had fallen; they just wanted a reason to justify their actions.

"You scholar, take these things and go first!" Liu Qi said to Miao Zhiming, his face grave as he stared at the approaching starving people.

They may die, but the scholar the Immortal Lord wants must be brought back!

As long as the Immortal Lord is alive, their children and brothers can live in that fairyland forever. Therefore, even in death, they must fulfill the Immortal Lord's entrustment.

Even if it's just a thoughtless remark.

In fact, if they only cared about their own safety, they could have easily escaped. After all, the people in front of them were just starving people who couldn't outrun them.

But those tools, and the sheep, certainly can't be taken back.

"Hey, big guy, do you know how to use a sword?" Zhu Zi swallowed hard and asked Wei Shi.

"It's slightly inferior to a spear," Wei Shi said.

"That's good," Zhu Zi quickly took off his leather boots and handed them, along with the wooden sword, to Wei Shi: "These are for you to use; they're just a waste here."

Wooden sword, leather boots, what are these things, and what use are they?

Well, a wooden sword is still a weapon, it's better than being empty-handed.

Wei Shi took the wooden sword and watched the approaching starving people with a serious expression.

"Put your boots on too, quick!"

Wei Shi was getting impatient, but since Zhu Zi was staring at him intently, he had no choice but to comply.

But these boots are so small, I can't even get them on!

However, when his foot approached the boot, something he couldn't have imagined happened: the boot suddenly grew larger and firmly enveloped Wei Shi's foot.

"What...is this?" Wei Shi asked in shock, disregarding the formidable enemy at hand.

Liu Qi, with a complicated expression, said from the side, "This is a protective artifact left to us by the Immortal Lord. But Zhu Zi, what are you going to do?"

"Anyway, my life isn't worth much. Maybe the Immortal Lord will see how brave I am and let me be reborn into a wealthy family?" Zhu Zi said with a loud laugh, pretending not to care, but his legs were shaking like a leaf.

Zhu Zi picked up the broken razor blade that the scarred man had dropped and used it as a weapon; a strange smell emanated from the blade.

Damn it, it's drizzled with gold gravy!

Zhu Zi's expression twisted.

Wei Shi solemnly said to the pillar, "I, Wei Shi, accept this favor."

Immortal Lord~ Young Master, it seems we have truly arrived at an extraordinary place!

Wei Shi sighed inwardly for a moment, then raised his wooden sword and looked ahead. What he had to do was to do everything possible to slow down the pace of these starving people.

……

Miao Zhiming's mouth felt like it was filled with rust; every breath he took carried a strong, metallic taste of blood. His legs felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead, and his consciousness was slowly fading.

But he dared not stop, biting his tongue hard. The intense pain, accompanied by the strong taste of blood, filled his mind, and Miao Zhiming barely regained consciousness.

He could no longer feel whether he was still being held by a rope; his only thought was to run forward.

As the green line drew closer, a figure finally appeared in his blurred vision.

He arrived.

"Go quickly... save them...!"

Upon seeing the person, Miao Zhiming could no longer hold on. After spitting out several bloody bubbles, he fainted.

Liu Da rushed over and caught Miao Zhiming's body, gently placing him on the ground.

Suddenly, the earth shook violently. He turned around and saw the Iron Mountain God General, who had been sitting there in a daze, stand up. His eyes turned blood red, like deep rubies.

His current wisdom is enough for him to understand what happened.

The villagers I'm protecting are being attacked!

Tieshan was enraged!

He squeezed out of the world and charged wildly in the direction Miao Zhiming had come from.

Liu Da saw that the Iron Mountain God General, who was running away, was constantly glowing red.