nashuaworldcup Chapter 129: Being beaten
Chapter 129: Being beaten
Fengshui County and Hong'an County are located in the north-central part of Rongguo. Most villagers here dig cellars to store grains, vegetables, and the like.
For ordinary people, hiding in a cellar is the easiest and quickest way to get through extreme weather.
Of course, the prerequisite is finding enough food and water.
Jiang Mianmian could find a suitable opportunity to offer "paid assistance" in these two areas.
As for the underground city, she didn't have the ability or the energy to build it with them.
Village Chief Liu looked surprised. "Living in a cellar? Is that necessary?"
After asking, he felt he had been a bit rash; he should have trusted Mianmian. But in previous years, there had been both hot and cold weather, so why would they need to live in a cellar?
"You'll know then."
Having said everything she needed to say, Jiang Mianmian rolled up the car window and began to get busy.
Village Chief Liu gave her a heads-up.
This summer, the entire Rong Kingdom is divided by the Frosty Mist Mountains, with the Antarctic region experiencing extreme heat and the Arctic region extreme cold. By late autumn, the entire Rong Kingdom will be plunged into extreme cold. The following spring, the cycle will begin again.
She needs to spread this news; if even one person believes it, she'll gain more merit points!
After photocopying dozens of limericks, she drove to Hong'an County.
The villages they passed through were all dilapidated, with many houses collapsed due to prolonged rain. The villagers were gathered together and began to repair them little by little.
But most people simply didn't have the strength to build houses. They were so hungry they were seeing stars. They couldn't afford to buy anything, and they couldn't compete with the best in the market. There were also sick people lying listlessly by the roadside. They had no money for treatment, no medicine to give them, and even if they recovered, they had no food to eat, so they simply lay there waiting to die.
There were also corpses, naturally; they had been rained on and exposed to the sun, and had begun to stink.
As she approached the county town, she avoided the crowds and parked her car.
These people and the people in the Fengshui County camp seemed to live in two different worlds.
Although the people of Fengshui County live in simple houses and tents, they can be sheltered from the wind, rain and sun. Although they do not eat delicacies, but only some reserve food, they can eat their fill and occasionally exchange for some meat and eggs. Their lives are even more 'stable' than before, and the number of casualties is almost zero.
Even without the mudslide, many people in Hong'an County died or were injured. Isn't this kind of hardship very similar to that of Fengshui County in the previous life?
What should she do to effectively help others and gain merit points?
Jiang Mianmian, feeling heavy-hearted, followed the crowd into the county town.
The price for entering the city has risen to twenty coins, and travel permits for people from other counties will be strictly checked.
Fortunately, she had the token given to her by Magistrate Qiao earlier, so the guards not only didn't make things difficult for her, but also politely invited her in. "You must be Miss Mianmian? The magistrate instructed that if you come, you can go directly to the county office to find him, and I will take you there."
"Just give me directions, I have other things to do."
She needs to take a walk around the city and issue a warning.
Seeing that she wasn't being polite, the city guards didn't say anything more. However, after giving directions, they still sent someone to tell Magistrate Qiao before going back to stop the refugees from entering the city.
Jiang Mianmian went straight to the City God Temple, found a few beggar children, gave them a bag of black steamed buns and a few water pouches, and asked them to help spread the rhyme.
They agreed to meet at the county government office gate half an hour later to collect the remaining 'reward'.
The little beggars were so hungry their eyes were practically glowing. They looked at Jiang Mianmian as if she were a goddess. They ate and carried her around, and soon they scattered to different streets and alleys.
She then went to a bustling restaurant and found several storytellers, as well as women and children from the orphanage. By spreading the news through these channels, she believed it wouldn't be long before it reached the entire Hong'an County.
After finishing all this, it was already late afternoon, and she still had to rush back to the new camp in Fengshui County before dark.
Jiang Mianmian calculated the time and it was almost right, so she took out a piece of bread and ate it as she walked towards the county government office, while also checking if any houses had been abandoned or left unattended, so she could 'appropriately' collect them.
Unfortunately, the people of Hong'an County did not know that the rainstorm would last so long, so few people left. Every household had people on the road. Along the way, they not only did not collect the goods, but they also saw people who were almost unable to make ends meet throwing out several bags of coarse rice.
Those brown rice were specially divided into small bags of two pounds each, so that if we eat them sparingly, they can last for a few days.
[Merit points +2, +1, +3... Accumulated merit points.]
After waiting for several minutes, the warehouse and Peach Blossom Spring remained unchanged.
There was no system notification.
Jiang Mianmian couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. But it was true. Every time there was a major change in the warehouse, a lot of merit points were needed. Last time, it cost 100,000 to restore her spiritual power, and another 50,000 to merge it into the current Peach Blossom Paradise. The remaining 10,000 were used to organize the Peach Blossom Paradise World. If she wanted to go further, she would definitely need more.
One hundred thousand is far from enough!
"Hey."
She sighed inwardly, and suddenly squatted down.
"what?"
Another sound rang in my ears!
She said, "I was sighing in my heart, so why was there a sound in my ear?"
Jiang Mianmian swept her leg and kicked the person behind her hard in the ankle. "You bastard, how dare you follow me!"
She had no idea how long the person had been following her; she wouldn't have noticed if they hadn't spoken up!
It's clear this person is quite skilled, so she used all her strength in this strike, aiming for a perfect hit!
However, the next moment, the figure was kicked away by her and crashed heavily into the wall!
"puff!"
The man coughed up a mouthful of blood, his voice extremely weak, "Miss, I... don't deserve to die, do I?"
The middle few words were so soft that they were almost inaudible.
Jiang Mianmian looked at him warily, "Why are you following me?"
The man was a young man who leaned against the wall, supporting himself with his hands on the ground, and barely managed to sit up. There was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, which was bright red and made his skin look even whiter.
Her eyes were like the moon atop a snow-capped mountain, but with slightly drooping corners, making her look rather aggrieved.
She's quite beautiful, like a sickly beauty—no, a sickly one.
Could it be that I misunderstood him?
“I saw that the girl was eating so deliciously, and I couldn’t resist. I wanted to follow you and smell the aroma a little more, pretending to be full so that I wouldn’t be so hungry.”
"Then why are you sighing?"
"The thought of only being able to smell it but not eat it made me feel depressed, so I couldn't resist."
As the man spoke, he swallowed hard, clutching his stomach as if he were in great pain.
Jiang Mianmian believed him to some extent and asked again, "Then what did you say?"
"No, it's nothing."
The man's face flushed red. "Girl, you...you kicked me, I probably won't live much longer. Shouldn't you...you should compensate me in some way so I can die with a full stomach?"
He spoke haltingly, but his meaning was clear.
Jiang Mianmian was speechless. Sure enough, being good-looking can't put food on the table!
This grown man, with hands and feet, is trying to stage an accident! Who knows if that mouthful of blood he just spat out was from a blood pack he'd hidden in his mouth beforehand!