Whoops, whoops! Li Si ran wildly. He could never forget the scene of his village being engulfed in flames and his parents being eaten alive. But even if he hated and feared, all he could do was run.
Those people with black cloths on their arms are no longer human beings. They regard everything they see as their own food. If you don’t become one of them, you can only become their food. People in the village
All of them have died, and those who survived have all become part of those people.
Li Si thinks those people are crazy, and he doesn't want to be like that, but if he doesn't join them, how can he survive?
He only remembered hearing the legend that people in the liberated areas were living very well. It was said that there were no more hierarchical divisions there. No more nobility. Everyone had a piece of land of their own and they could all have enough to eat. No.
Then there are those who need to kneel down after seeing it.
It's just that these legends were so beautiful that they were too beautiful to be like the real world. Li Si couldn't believe it all, so when the villagers secretly fled to the liberated areas one by one, he stayed.
He was even faintly glad that he chose to stay, as there were not enough tenant farmers to cultivate his land. In order to let him do more work, the landlord fed him every meal. Although life was extremely tiring, the days were still full.
It seems to be better than before those people left.
Even if I can't believe the beauty of the liberated areas now, I have no other choice. Slowing down means death, and it means being swallowed up by the tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands of refugees behind me. It will become the ground wherever they pass.
One of the many bones.
His eyes were already dark as he ran, but he did not dare to stop because he knew that there were still several villages away from the liberated area. If he stopped now, he would soon be overtaken by the people of the Dharma teachings, and no one would let go of a fainted person.
If a person on the roadside faints and wakes up again, he may have been boiled in boiling water.
However, no matter how strong his spirit was, he could not resist the physical exhaustion and hunger. Just when he vaguely saw the shadow of the village next door, he finally felt that his eyes were getting dark and the world was spinning.
He thought to himself that if he fainted here, he would definitely die, but I am afraid that a lot of villagers in this village would also die, and some people would be buried with him.
Vaguely at the last moment before falling into coma, he seemed to see a man in a green military uniform running towards him in surprise. The red logo on the hat made him feel a little familiar. It seemed to be the same as the one in the legend.
The people are very similar.
When he woke up again, he was already lying on a roll of straw mat, and there were several people lying beside him. He didn't dare to let anyone know that he was awake, so he just squinted his eyes and peeked.
Then he looked at the person lying next to him, drinking a bowl of unpleasant-tasting soup with a sad expression on his face. It looked like a medicinal soup, and the scene on the straw mat on the other side was even more terrifying.
I saw a man wearing a white coat and a mask holding a sharpened goose quill and inserting it into the wrist of the person on the mat next door. Then the sheepskin intestines connected to the goose quill were inserted into the wrist.
He pressed hard, and the liquid he didn't know what it was at home was injected into the person's blood vessel.
Seeing this horrific scene, he was so frightened that he couldn't help but take a breath. It was this movement that made the man in a white coat with a cold expression look in his direction.
The blood-stained quill had been pulled out. At this moment, the man in the white coat was walking towards Li Si with this terrifying weapon, which almost stopped his breathing.
However, what he feared most did not happen. The man glanced at him and pushed his shoulder: "Don't pretend to be awake. You just fainted from hunger. If you are not sick, don't take up space here. Leave the door on your left."
It's a soup kitchen. Once you've eaten, someone will arrange for you to work soon."
As soon as Li Si heard that there was something to eat, he couldn't pretend anymore. He turned over and jumped off the straw mat. Only when he stood up did he smell an extremely strong herbal smell. This seemed to be a place similar to the city.
It exists like a medical clinic, but it was temporarily renovated by requisitioning an ordinary person's room.
Although he was a little scared, he still went out and turned left, and then he saw a big pot. For a moment, he thought of the big pot where dead people were stewed, but he quickly realized that the thing in the pot was not a human being.
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He didn't recognize what was in the pot. Some of them looked like gnocchi, but it looked like the gnocchi inside were more shiny. He was about to run to the big pot, regardless of whether the cooked food was for him or not.
As long as he can take a handful of his food and put it into his mouth, it will be worth it even if he gets a fat beating.
But before he could get close, a bayonet was blocked in front of him. He saw a soldier with a red logo on his hat, and thought to himself that the liberated areas were not as good as he thought. Then he heard
The man said, "What are you doing? If you want to get food, go over there to get a bowl, and then queue up behind that person. Didn't I tell you before? You have to queue up when you see a lot of people like this."
Although Li Si felt strange, he followed the queue with a bowl. There seemed to be a lot of people in front of him, but after he actually stood in the queue, he realized that it would not be long before it was his turn. There was a queue in front of him.
Although the team looks weird, it is much faster than the chaotic crowd around the pot.
The food in the bowl not only looked weird, it also tasted weird. It tasted like noodles, but it tasted slightly fishy. What he liked most was that the food was salty, and the right amount of salt was good for it.
It is a very good thing for people who need to replenish their physical strength. What he eats is actually a powder made from dried fungi and mixed with a small amount of flour. In terms of nutritional content, it is enough to replenish the body's energy.
Most of the nutrients the human body needs.
After he finished eating, he learned the lesson this time. He saw others holding bowls, walking to a big table, and placing empty bowls there. He also followed suit and placed empty bowls there, and saw that there
There are several people who are responsible for washing the dishes, and the cleaned bowls are also put into a pot of boiling water for cooking. I don't see the meaning of this.
By the time he was about to leave, he had already figured it out. He just had to learn what others were doing here. He followed those people out of the fence, and soon there were several people with red armbands on their sleeves, leading
He followed them out of the village, explaining to them what to do next along the way.
"The task for you guys today is to cut all the grass over there, and then pile it up in the open space over there. Someone will use a wheelbarrow to push away all the grass you piled there.
You choose one person to stay in the village and be responsible for chopping the grass brought back. Someone in the village will be responsible for cooking and sterilizing the chopped grass in a big pot. Those are the culture media for cultivating the fungi you eat today."
Li Si listened to all this with some confusion. In the end, because of his slow reaction, he was elected by everyone to chop the grass into pieces. These people also have their own cleverness. A group of people are cutting grass in the field. If they are tired, they can be lazy.
You won't be discovered, but the people chopping grass are in the village. If you are lazy, you can see them as soon as they walk by.
Although Li Si didn't know the twists and turns here, he still returned to the village as required and saw that the place where the family had demolished their house had been transformed into a place for processing grass. He was responsible for constantly pushing the blade.
There was someone dedicated to handing him the bundles of fodder, and he only had to repeat the same action all the time. This seemed to be much more efficient than doing it alone, but it was also much more tiring to repeat the same action all the time.
From this position, he could just see a frame of chopped grass, put it in a basket, and poured it into a large pot.
There seemed to be someone in the woodshed on the other side who was responsible for chopping firewood. The fire under the big pot was burning brightly. The water in the pot was always boiling, and the grass in the frame was quickly poured into the big pot.
After boiling for a while, it is taken out with a huge colander and placed aside to dry in the shade.
Those that no longer had so much moisture were carried away and placed under a ventilated and cool shed. There were two people there who were responsible for taking out the grass in the basket and spreading it evenly on the ground.
After the yellowing grass was evenly spread into squares, someone sprinkled some white powder on top.
Li Si really couldn't figure out what on earth these people were doing?
But time passed like this day by day. Three days later, he was still working at his original position, but changes had appeared on the grass squares under the pergola. Light yellow mushrooms sprouted like bamboo shoots after a rain.
After coming out, it took only three days for it to grow enough to be harvested. Soon someone was responsible for harvesting the mushrooms on it, and sprinkled a new batch of white powder, leaving only one of the grass squares wrapped in cloth.
, after a while, I saw a large amount of white powder falling on the wrapped grass block, which was the same thing they sprinkled on it.
When Li Si saw this, he finally understood what these people were doing. He recognized mushrooms. Although he had never seen this kind, he also knew that these things could fill his stomach. He had never thought about it in the face of natural disasters.
, humans actually still have this way of coping, but they can't help but feel relieved.
If we have been relying on people for relief, the food will eventually run out, and we will starve to death by then. But now that we have seen that food can be produced, even though it seems that it is just some food that is not very hungry.
Mushrooms, but it was enough to reassure him. After all, it seemed that the materials used to produce these things were just weeds that could be found everywhere, and they would not starve to death anyway.
He just hopes that his current stable life can continue, and even the sadness of his family's death has faded away now.
He thought that the villagers around him were used to such a life, but he did not expect that that night, the soldiers wearing red flags on their hats organized and led everyone to visit the grass squares under the pergola. Many people
This was the first time I saw mushrooms growing on the grass grid, and I couldn't help but exclaim.
After that, he clearly felt an uneasy atmosphere around him, and he calmed down completely. After asking the people around him, he found out that these people were not from the liberated areas, and he also did not dare to completely believe the words of those soldiers.
After getting acquainted with the people around him, he figured out that not long after the drought occurred, the Jiexuan Army had sent people out of the liberated areas to transport food to the surrounding areas, organize disaster relief for local residents, and organize local villagers to resume production.
When these people said they wanted to harvest the almost withered straw in the fields, the local villagers still disagreed. After all, even if it rained in three years, they might still be able to harvest some food. If all these straws were cut down,
If it falls, there will be no chance.
But now they finally believed that they understood Xuanjun, and the next day they organized people to go to the fields to harvest the crops that were destined to be unharvestable and make them into grass cubes that could grow mushrooms.
Everyone hopes that this year can pass so peacefully and that the disaster year can be spent peacefully like this. With the experience of being organized this time, if the same thing happens to the village in the future, at least there will be a way to survive.
Go down.
It's just that the development of reality will not be based on personal will. Other villagers may not be particularly worried, but Li Si, who has experienced the teachings, knows very well that things will not end so simply. Those people can't fill their stomachs.
They will still loot everywhere, attack counties and villages.
They now have a surplus of food, at least enough for the whole village to eat for a week. This will inevitably become the target of those people. He is very worried that if the village does not have enough force, it will face the law like locusts crossing the border.
Teach me, will the dreamlike life in front of me be completely shattered in an instant?
And soon he discovered that the things he could think of were also thought of by the soldiers in military green uniforms. When the food was sufficient, he was also assigned to other tasks. They were asked to dig out roads one after another around the village.
Ditches, as for how to dig these ditches, they were dug according to the routes measured by some people with strange equipment.
These people used strange equipment to compare for a while, observed the sun and certain signs on the ground, placed flags in some places, and compared things with ropes, and finally sprinkled a white line on the ground with lime.
, those assigned to work were required to dig trenches according to the white lines.
The productivity of a well-fed person is actually very strong. It seemed that the heavy engineering tasks were basically completed in just two days with effective organization. At this moment, what he was most worried about happened.
, there was a sound of footsteps in the distance like an earthquake, and the teachings with black cloth tied on their arms appeared in the distance of the village like black clouds.
