Reborn as a Cube Man in the Late Ming Dynasty

"Second Brother, let me help you." Liu Ye rushed over and supported Liu Er. "Second Brother, you could have just apologized. I was so afraid Dad would beat you to death!"

"Little sister, that's our father, how could he possibly beat me to death? If he heard us, he'd think I taught you that, and he'd beat me up again!"

"But I was just worried about you, and it hurts so much!" Liu Ye glanced at Liu Er's wound and turned her head away in pain.

"Sister, do you want Mom to get better?"

"Of course, I would even like to get this disease so that my mother won't have to suffer."

"Then, whatever Dad says, just listen. If he tells you not to open the door for me tomorrow, then you open the window for me!"

"But you'll get beaten up if you do that."

"I'd be willing to die for my mother's health!"

……

"Ah, that was a really good sleep!"

Bai Li woke up from the pile of leaves, tears welling in her eyes, and lazily yawned.

Although he is no longer human and as Steve, Bai Li doesn't need to sleep, but if he doesn't do this, he always feels like something is missing. Life always needs a sense of ritual.

I just don't know when we'll get sheep.

Sleeping on these dry, shriveled leaves is definitely not comfortable at all.

His current bed is, strictly speaking, just a wooden board with some leaves on it. As for why he can get the leaves without scissors...

Please, he's not in a game. Can't he pick it with his hands?

Bai Li walked to the door, stepped on the pedal, and the door opened automatically.

Most of the saplings planted around the matchbox have now grown into large trees, shrouding the matchbox in shadow.

At this rate of growth, if I were to go to the desert for pest control, I could definitely restore an oasis within a year.

Let's cut down all these mature trees. The number of apples is running low, and we can't live in a matchbox forever. Wood is also in short supply.

bah bah.

Bai Li exhaled into his palms, rubbed his hands together, stretched them out into the air, and shouted, "Axe, come!"

A stone axe instantly materialized in his loosely clenched hand. He proudly twirled the axe, a look of satisfaction on his face.

"I'm really handsome, it's a pity that my sons who only know how to yell about bringing me lunch can't see it, otherwise they would be so envious."

Let's get started!

"Eighty, eighty!"

Trees were felled in mid-air and disappeared into Bai Li's backpack.

"Brother Bai, I brought you the ball of yarn you wanted!" Liu Er's excited shout came from not far away. Then he emerged from the woods, holding the ball of yarn in both hands and handed it to Bai Li: "Here you go."

Great, now we can make fishing rods.

"Thank you so much, Liu Er, you've really been a great help!" Bai Li took the chicken, smiled, and looked at Liu Da who was following behind her. She glanced at the chicken in his hand and had a guess in her mind.

Chickens, though not rare in ancient times, were a family's only few, and they were all precious pets, especially hens.

They must have something to ask me.

And it's probably related to Liu Er's mother's illness. No wonder Liu Er asked me yesterday if I knew how to cure illnesses.

I previously thought that Liu Er's mother just had a minor illness that wouldn't bother her much, and that she could recover with some rest. But now it seems...

But how did Liu Er know I needed chicken?

"Uncle Liu, you didn't even let Liu Er know you were coming beforehand, so I could have prepared more food."

"Brother Bai, when I was planning to scare you, I accidentally overheard that you needed chicken, so I took it upon myself to tell my dad about it and brought it over for you." Liu Er scratched his head sheepishly, "Dad was worried about me, so he came along."

Although he had run away by himself and was scolded by his father, he had to plead with him to let him continue following him.

Why isn't Father saying anything?

At this moment, Liu Da's face remained unchanged, but his eyes darted to the leaves hanging in the sky, and he rubbed his eyes from time to time.

When he actually saw these extraordinary things, he still felt a chill down his spine and was terrified of the unknown.

But the girl also has her own second child.

Although he was somewhat frightened, he quickly regained his composure and presented the hen with both hands: "Young Master Bai, I have come here hoping to exchange my life for the life of my second son. This hen is my apology for disturbing your peace and quiet these past few days."

what?

Ah? ? ?

Bai Li was completely confused. Shouldn't she be saving Liu Er's mother? Why was it about exchanging Liu Er's life for hers? What did this script mean?

I've become the main villain?

"Liu Er, what's going on?" Bai Li whispered to Liu Er.

"When my father first saw you, he thought you were a man-eating monster and told everyone in the village to avoid this place! No matter what I said, he wouldn't believe me and said he was bewitched by you."

I understand now. My acting was terrible, and I made a mess of things.

If you make the wrong first impression, you can't correct it now.

Bai Li remained silent.

I, Steve—the Sleepless One, the Wanderer of the Three Realms, the Dragon Slayer, the Fast Runner, the Earth Excavator, the Little Block Master, the Crane, and the Ruler of the World—am being treated like an ordinary monster.

Unfortunately, it was my own performance that ruined it, even though I thought I was a great actor.

He sighed, "Uncle Liu, don't worry, I have no ill intentions towards Liu Er. He has even helped me a lot these days. I won't do anything to him."

"And this chicken, it must be very precious to you, you should take it back. As for your wife's... sister's illness, I will try to see if I can succeed, but I can't leave. You may need to bring your sister and the cow to me then."

"Brother Bai, you can keep this chicken."

Bai Li shook her head.

He really wasn't sure if he could actually get milk from a cow in real life, and whether the illness was a negative effect. As for the detoxification effect, he could drink a whole bucket of milk. If he were Steve, he wouldn't have a problem, but he really wasn't sure about ordinary people.

There are still too many uncertainties in this matter, and this chicken is too precious for Bai Li to accept.

Seeing that Bai Li was determined not to accept it, Liu Er hesitated for a moment, then made up his mind. He knelt down in a flash.

"Brother Bai, please accept this chicken. If it weren't for my mother," Liu Er kowtowed several times, "Brother Bai, you've been staying in this desolate mountain forest these days, and there must be some inconveniences. I was thinking, perhaps I could be your servant."

Bai Li didn't even realize what was happening: "Liu Er, what are you doing? Get up! Who would beg to be someone's servant? Don't even mention me, your father is here too, he definitely won't agree."

They still beg to give gifts to others to become their servants.