Author: Firebird 2023

A gust of cold wind blew, and Tang Wen shivered while standing at the door.

It’s October?

Is winter coming next?

Without further delay, he walked into the room and closed the door.

Put the rice jar back to its original place.

The girl, or rather sister, was already making a fire to cook.

There was a beeping sound and the water was boiling. She carefully grabbed a handful of yellow chestnuts and put it in her hand. After a pause, she gently picked up half of it and put it back into the jar.

Tang Wen, who occasionally cooks and cooks porridge, estimated in his mind that this is about the amount of food he usually needs for two mouthfuls.

Wash carefully and put the corn in the pot.

Tang Wen sat cross-legged on the hay, calling softly in his heart [Panel]

[Name: Tang Wen]

[Age: 14 years and 9 months]

【Body:0.3】

【Fine:0.7】

[Skill: Farming Mastery (719/1000)]

This attribute, in a TV series, would not survive the first episode.

Gotta exercise.

Gu Gu Gu Gu...

Uh, okay, before exercising or anything else, you have to eat enough first.

The chestnuts are cooked and fragrant.

Tang Wen picked up his bowl, and the bottom of the bowl was barely covered with chestnuts.

Look at the little sister's bowl again. The grains are clearly distinguishable and you can count them clearly at a glance.

His heart was filled with panic. He lowered his head and said while eating: "I will find food as soon as possible. Please stay at home."

The young lady seemed a little surprised. She stared at him with her beautiful face for a few seconds, nodded, and said in a clear and weak voice: "Be careful."

The two siblings have a good relationship, but Tang Wen originally was not good at saying such things.

My sister's hand has not been stamped, and she is a weak half-year-old girl who cannot leave the camp.

Otherwise, you will definitely be targeted by scavengers, which is too dangerous.

After dinner, Tang Wen took the only weapon he had, a rough knife with a handle wrapped in linen, and walked out of the room.

Looking back at the rows of dilapidated huts, he sighed and walked towards the west gate along the direction of his memory.

There are no acquaintances, no neighbors, no social interactions, and no emotional entanglements... These things are luxuries in the wasteland, and you have to eat every meal before you have time to think about them.

Good thing, I hope someone I know knows something is wrong with me.

Outside the west gate, a field of crops stretched to the sky and spread to the hillside in the distance.

This is a corn field, and the changes in the wasteland environment have affected the plants.

Corn is the most suitable food for the wasteland after natural selection.

In spring, summer, autumn and winter, except winter, we can achieve three crops a year.

Ripening is slower in the spring, but increases quickly in the summer and autumn.

Countless wastelanders rely on it to survive.

My parents were farmers in the camp and rented a piece of land for farming.

The Fire Queen is very kind. She only needs to hand over 70% of her income, and she can keep the rest.

In my memory, my original parents thanked the Queen for her kindness until their death.

It was with the food saved from this harvest that the original parents paid the rent for three years in advance before their death to protect the siblings until today.

As for their deaths, it is normal in the wasteland, just like in another time and space, it is normal for college students to find no jobs after graduation.

"Boy!"

Seeing someone coming to the farm, a man with a black face like an iron tower came over and said in a low voice: "I told you, winter is here, you are not needed here."

Winter is coming and there is no need to take care of the corn fields, not even weeding or watering.

As for chasing birds and insects, this is a good job only when the corn is about to mature!

Tang Wen forced out a smile: "I can do any job. I don't need food, as long as I can eat."

"Get out of here." He reached out and pointed in the distance. His voice was calm and emotionless, as if he had said it countless times before.

Tang Wen didn't dare to pester anymore and walked away with a smile.

The camp was not big, and when he walked to the east gate of the camp, his stomach started growling.

The little food I had in the morning has been used up.

Taking a deep breath, Tang Wen stepped into the wilderness.

The guard on the wall looked at him and continued chatting and bragging.

The original person had a dream before, that is, he hoped to become a guard.

Now, Tang Wen just wants to eat enough and survive.

Also, Cheng Chaofan?

Gululu...

My stomach growled again, as if it was a reminder.

Walking out of the camp gate, Tang Wen was immediately shocked by the scene in front of him.

The earth is covered with barren land and cracked patches. If it weren't for a kind of black grass growing there, it would seem like the earth is dead.

The roots and stems of Black Deathweed are poisonous, and only the leaves are barely edible.

But the leaves have long been plucked out.

Winter is coming.

For the past two years, every winter, the siblings have to sell the things left by their parents at home in exchange for some food to survive.

But this year, there is nothing left to sell.

There is nothing left.

They also moved from their original location close to the farm to the base of the camp wall, which had the worst environment.

Shaking his head, Tang Wen picked up a fairly straight branch and walked towards the Blackwater River.

As the name of Heishui River implies, the water is black. When it flows here, the water loses its channel restraint, forming a swamp and nourishing a forest.

There are fish in the water.

Approaching the river, Tang Wen slowed down.

He saw that in the swamp over there, there were people wearing sackcloth and cloaks everywhere.

They looked haggard, like walking mummies.

Tang Wen didn't dare to get close. He wanted to leave, but this was the only place where he thought he might be able to get food.

Gently, he moved.

From time to time he would squat down and pick up a small stone.

Well, if someone comes close, I can throw stones first.

Wasteland scavengers are very afraid of being injured. Injury means becoming weak, and the weak will eat the strong.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Someone started running in the water, and then more people started running after him.

fish!

The person running in front is holding a black fish in his hands!

Seeing more and more people surrounding him, he started biting desperately.

Blood smeared all over his mouth, and he swallowed the fish in big mouthfuls before being knocked down by someone from behind.

One by one, they seem to be playing a crazy game of stacking Arhats.

The scene was chaotic.

"Master Guard, Master Guard!"
To be continued...