Mystery Makes Me Strong

The four of them found some stones, sticks, and simple pieces of wood to arm themselves.

That's pretty good.

After all, the four of them have strengthened their bodies and their qualities are comparable to those of first-class athletes.

At least within two days, they would become the elite servants of this era.

The four of them walked towards the town in the distance.

Along the way, they saw rice fields on the roadside, all dried up.

It was empty inside; the so-called rice seedlings had long been pulled out and eaten.

They saw some dried corpses with only bones left and scraping marks on them.

Most of them are old, weak and sick.

"Is it so scary?" Number One frowned.

"People are eating each other, which means it has entered the final stage. People are starving to death on a large scale. The last bit of food in the family is gone, and everyone starts to flee on the road. The bodies we see are the people who died in the escape."

"There are no people on the road now, which means the last wave of refugees have also fled. Those who couldn't escape have died." Number Two frowned.

"Then let's go over there quickly. If we stay here, we will starve to death sooner or later," No. 3 urged.

Vincent nodded.

Soon the four of them continued walking towards the town despite the heat.

As a result, the four of them finally arrived in town half a day later.

It was lunchtime, but there was no smoke from any house.

They knew that even those families with food did not dare to show smoke from their cooking fires.

There were no pedestrians on the streets of the town.

Occasionally you can hear some bird calls, those are the crows.

They walked cautiously into the town.

On both sides of the street, some houses had their doors wide open, and it was obvious that no one was there.

They went into one of them, but found nothing.

There was a well, but there was no water at the bottom of the well.

Famine is often associated with persistent drought.

All the drinking water is gone?

They worked hard to draw up a little dirty water from the bottom of the well.

The four of them calmed down a bit before dividing it equally.

Then they found some wooden boards from the family's house and put them on their bodies as simple protection.

Most people can't do it because they don't have the strength to carry these burdens.

I found two more kitchen knives and added a wooden stick to make a long machete.

After taking precautions, the four transformed themselves into bandits and searched other people's homes.

A family, without food, caught a mouse.

Another family, no, dug out dozens of big white bugs from the bed.

"It seems that even in times of famine, as long as you have strength and are young and strong, and can break the bottom line, your chances of survival are still very high." Number One said.

"Yes, there are food reserves everywhere. Each person weighs more than 100 kilograms. Fifty kilograms of dried meat is enough to replenish for two months. Human civilization is really tenacious." Number Two said coldly.

"That's right. And the young and strong ones who can reproduce should be kept alive first. Don't think that you can survive by being moral. In fact, we are all descendants of cannibals." Number Three sighed.

The four then began searching the town again.

Those with their doors and windows closed obviously still had some food left at home and were still struggling to hold on.

"Why don't they run away?" Number Three asked in confusion.

Vincent shook his head: "They are probably counting on the rain. They have dozens of acres of land at home, so they don't want to run away."

"Forget it, don't worry about them, let's go find other food."

Everyone started digging for earthworms, but the ground was too dry and they couldn't dig any.

He then dug rat holes and caught crows, and finally found a little food.

The rest were taken away by others.

Don't underestimate the agency of others in times of famine.

I have thought of basically all the places I can think of, but I just can't find it because there is really no other way.

“There’s still not enough food.”

"Are we going to break into the house and become bandits?"

"If it doesn't work out, I don't mind being a bandit."

Wensheng looked at the three people and thought that he might also be the food reserve.

Fortunately, all four of them are participants in the rule-based game, so they won't kill each other unless it's absolutely necessary - they are mainly worried about the game's evaluation.

"Forget it, let me think about it. Now we need to gather people and bring together the young and strong. It would be best to use one name." Wensheng thought for a while and said.

"What's the name?"

"I will come to the world to save people in the name of Xuantian Patriarch..."

In fact, Vincent knew that the main reason for famine in areas was a lack of organization.

"Well, let's do it this way."

The three people also understood what Vincent meant.

Those who understand will understand, so I won’t describe the details.

…

then.

A week later, all the survivors of Qingyun Town were gathered together.

Everyone entered the primitive age.

Ancestor Xuantian came to the world to save the world.

Although many people didn't believe it at first, after the four showed their abilities and jumped five meters high...

So I believed that they had supernatural powers.

Food and water are distributed equally among everyone to ensure the minimum survival needs.

Then he led his men to an area that was not affected by the disaster.

A town that originally had thousands of people now only has fifty or so young and strong people.

Carrying food, they walked towards the county town.

As for the others, they were naturally left behind.

This is difficult.

It’s mainly a matter of conscience.

But we have to cross it.

Because in the feudal era, this was the way to get things done.

No choice.

I can only tell them that I will give them a grand funeral and ask them to bless me.

…

Along the way, the Qingyun Town team absorbed some young and strong people with food, and expanded to about 80 people.

After arriving at the county town, I found that it had long become a dead town.

The county magistrate was beaten to death.

"The court didn't even send anyone?" Number One asked puzzledly.

"It seems that the imperial court has sent people to guard the road to prevent the hungry people from leaving." No. 2 guessed.

"Well, in this way, the hungry people will have to starve to death in the drought-stricken areas." No. 3 nodded.

"We have to find a way to get out."

Afterwards, everyone collected some things from the county town and found a little bit of food, which was made of birds, mice, and dried meat...

Then everyone walked eastward.

Follow the water vapor.

To the east is the sea.

The group walked for more than ten days.

Along the way, I saw many people falling down on the road.

There were also some bandits who saw them and came to rob them, and they ended up being jerky...

Anyway, the four of them had already decided to ignore their conscience, but they just didn't eat it themselves.

How can you live a normal life without dying and breaking some bottom lines?

This is famine.

Even a powerful man like Cao Cao has a story about dried meat.

This day.

A group of people were walking unsteadily on the road.

We arrived at the foot of a barren mountain and were about to go around it.

Suddenly, a bandit leader jumped out from behind the rocks.

He held a worn-out spear in his hand and wore a tattered cotton armor around his waist.

A group of people emerged from the mountain.

Everyone's eyes were red.

Apparently they are also a group of ogres.

"I planted this tree, and I opened this road."

"If you want to pass through here, you have to leave some money for passage." The bandit leader shouted.

At this time, Vincent had not yet thought of how to answer.

Number One stepped forward, cupped his hands and said, "Two guests from all over the world, a roast duck is heading north."

"Brother, which road are you on again?"

The bandit leader was stunned and his face turned red.

Feeling a little ashamed.

He didn't expect that the other party was a professional robber.

He was just an amateur who listened to a few common phrases from a storyteller and then took his men out to rob for a living.

It turns out that robbery is also very difficult, much more difficult than farming.

It only opens once every ten days or half a month.

No wonder there are so many bandits but few old ones.

"I don't care which way you take. I don't want to waste time talking. Just leave your weapons, food, and five sheep here." The bandit leader said viciously.

At this time, a confused boy next to him asked: "They seem to have some food, but where did the sheep come from?"

The bandit leader slapped him in the face.

"What's the matter with sheep or not? Are you stupid?"

"There are no real sheep these days. You are the sheep!"

The stupid boy suddenly felt creepy.

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It turns out that they are all sheep!

"You're right, you are sheep." Number One was too lazy to talk nonsense, he had already figured out the details of these people.

Not old bandits, but a group of newcomers.

The other party was exposed in just a few words.

Then he rushed forward with ten men.

The bandit leader only resisted twice before being stabbed to death by a spear...

The others only held on for a few breaths before dispersing in unison.

A few people ran away, a few fell to their death, a few surrendered, and more people couldn't even run and closed their eyes waiting to die.

…

After Wensheng and others arranged for everyone to do what they were supposed to do, they chose to leave.

They recruited a small number of strong bandits.

The number of people expanded to more than one hundred.

It’s not that we can’t expand further, it’s that there’s not enough food.

They continued to move forward with the group of bandits.

Along the way, I saw some people falling on the road...

The journey lasted more than 200 miles.

Among the more than one hundred people, more than twenty of them fell down, although they were all young and strong.

Of course, even though they fell down, they were still following the team.

At last they saw a road.

The drought on both sides of the road is getting less severe.

This was the most common way to deal with drought in ancient times - fleeing.

Counting on on-site disaster relief, digging wells for water, and attacking wealthy households... that's all wishful thinking.

Due to the severe drought, all the wealthy families had already been wiped out.

Those who survived are those who successfully escaped to places without disasters, and finally returned home after the disaster was over.

This is how history repeats itself.

People in the feudal era, like animals, used their most primitive instincts to avoid disasters.

They saw a river in the distance.

There's some water in there too.

They could also see a few people working in the fields.

They carried clay jars and used the most primitive labor to collect water from the river and then poured it into the fields.

They need to get even the smallest harvest.

Even this little harvest may be taken away by others in the future.

This depends on the vision and conscience of local officials and wealthy people.

Anyone with a little vision and conscience knows to let them take a breath.

Harvest when the year is good.

The result of being short-sighted is that it will trigger a civil unrest and everyone will be doomed.

But there are quite a lot of the latter.

It must be said that their hard work paid off.

At least the seedlings are still somewhat green.

"We can farm here!" someone said excitedly.

Just as they were getting excited, they saw poles erected in front of them, and one person after another was killed and hung on them.

"What's going on?"

"Is it the robber who was killed?" someone said with hope.

Wen Xing and the other three frowned and looked at each other.

Not long after, a voice was heard.

"Where are you refugees from?"

"Go back to where you came from!"

At this time, a small group of cavalry, totaling five people, all wearing tattered cotton armor, wearing white helmets, holding long swords, rushed over on horseback.

When they saw the horses, the hungry people's eyes lit up.

I haven't eaten proper food for a long time.

Although the horse looks a little thin, it still has several hundred kilograms of meat!

"Master, please let us pass."

"We are all good citizens, we want to eat!" several hungry people couldn't help but shout.

At this moment, the prestige of the four people fell to the bottom.

These people began to kneel down and kowtow to the five cavalrymen, completely ignoring Wen Xing and his four companions.

But the four of them didn't feel upset at all.

This is normal.

You are not hanging around, and you expect that if you walk and organize along the way, these people will remember your kindness?

Overthinking.

The human heart is the most unreliable thing.

Only knife handles, silver handles, and seal handles are useful!

Number One looked at these people coldly.

Sure enough, the cavalrymen gave them great assists.

"Get lost!"

"No, you must give us back!"

"I'd rather die in my own home!"

"No refugees are allowed to pass through here!"

The five cavalrymen spoke fiercely.

At this time, the few people who were busy working in the fields also picked up their hoes and quickly gathered into a crowd.

"Fellow villagers, please be kind and let us stay." Someone pleaded with the villagers.

As a result, the villagers glared at them.

"Get out of here! You can't take our water and our land!"

“Only locals like us can beg here!”

Number Two whispered, "So that's how it is. These feudal officials want to starve these refugees to death."

"Why?"

"Why don't you give us a way to live?" Some of the young and strong men behind him were wailing to the sky.

Vincent shook his head and sneered.

What is this?

A certain semi-saint advocated killing as many refugees as possible and quickly. Once they were all killed and the place was vacated, there would be stability.

That's how he got the title of "Half Saint".

This is feudal society.

Do you think the word "feudal" is a joke to you?

No matter how cruel it is, it's not outrageous.

If the people can no longer survive, then kill them all. If you kill them all, there will be no chaos.

They just can't do it.

In fact, famine occurs every year and there are refugees every year.

The so-called prosperous times means that the military force is strong enough, the officials are competent enough to do their work, and they can suppress the refugees.

Either strangle, or soothe, and have the ability to do both.

In troubled times, the dynasty's internal friction increases too much and it cannot do either of the two things.

Then the cavalry began to drive away these young and strong men.

Vincent had already left early with a small group of people.

Some did not want to leave, but were ruthlessly killed by the long sword.

The dead were quickly dragged away by the villagers...

Everyone was stunned.

In fact, the four of them had already guessed this scene, and they deliberately kept it a secret and brought these people with them to let them see reality.

Let them give up on the court.

Many people have no intention of rebelling at all and just hold on to a glimmer of hope.

They thought the court would at least give them some relief.

At least give them some money and food to help them get through this disaster and then go back to farming.

However, they had no idea that the court might have already given it.

But the officials below took the opportunity to swallow up most of it.