Three Kingdoms: A Million Soldiers Grown from the Fields

Chapter 1: Cultivating the Land in a Small Garden (Please continue reading)
An ordinary farmhouse, a house, and a yard enclosed by a fence.

His buzz cut was neat and sharp, and his coarse clothes were a bit loose and didn't seem to fit him very well, but beneath his sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, his handsome features were undeniable even in rough clothes.

With a straight nose, lips that were neither too thick nor too thin and appeared rosy from good nutrition, and fair skin, he stood out from the crowd of other farmers.

At this moment, this young man, who exudes an air of not being a farmer's son, is squatting in a corner of the fenced courtyard tending to the plots of land that have been cultivated.

Lush green plants stretched out in the soil, and each plot of land was a square meter, an unusually standard size.

In his field of vision, one piece of information after another caught his eye.

Du Ruo: 308 hours remaining in growth time.

Positive conditions: Sufficient moisture, sufficient fertility, and ample sunlight.

Negative condition: Uncomfortable temperature (season).

Growth rate bonus: 50% (weakening of negative status effects)
Medicinal uses: dispels wind and dampness, promotes blood circulation and reduces swelling, and effectively detoxifies insect poisons.

Looking around, three of the nine square meters of planting area he personally cultivated were planted with Asarum.

Each patch of soil for planting Asarum contains nine seedlings, while the remaining few patches of perfectly standard soil also contain slightly swaying green seedlings.

The young man finished tending to the last patch of soil and stood up, only to have another message appear before his eyes.

[Farmland management completed (including medicinal herb fields): Agricultural experience +18, Medical experience +6]

He sees familiar information almost every day; that's his cheat code—completing the appropriate action increases the experience points for that action.

Hurried footsteps approached, and the young man looked toward the courtyard gate, where a familiar figure pushed it open.

"Brother Xian, Master Tong wants to see you. He says your household registration has been settled." The man who came was quite handsome, but his face still looked a little immature at the age of fourteen or fifteen.

Zhang Xian's eyes narrowed, a hint of joy flashing within them.

Zhang Xian patted his hands to shake off the loose dirt, then scooped a ladle of water from the water vat beside him to wash his hands. The water was icy cold in winter, and his hands turned red instantly. While washing, he replied to the cheerful boy who came to deliver the message, "I know, Brother Yun. Wait a moment, I'll go with you to Master Tong's place."

He felt a surge of excitement. He had been in the small mountain village for thirteen days, and he hadn't been anywhere else except for this village. The biggest reason for this was that he didn't have a household registration in this world.

While it's possible to forge something, nothing is as reliable as the real thing.

Zhao Yun went up to Zhang Xian and helped him pour water on himself.

"Brother Xian is so particular, does he even wash his fingernails so thoroughly?"

Zhang Xian shook the water off his hands to indicate that it was okay, then glanced at Zhao Yun: "Have you forgotten what I taught you? Most illnesses are caused by hygiene problems, so it's better to be careful than not."

"Alright, let's go." With that, Zhang Xian wiped his hands, picked up the backpack hanging on the window frame, and walked out of the courtyard.

Zhao Yun put down the gourd ladle and quickly followed beside him.

"Brother Xian, will you come back to this small mountain village after you get your household registration?"

There was obvious reluctance on his face. Although Zhang Xian had only been in the village for thirteen days, the two of them had a very good relationship. In addition, Zhang Xian had saved his brother. At this moment, Zhao Yun seemed to feel a trace of sadness at parting.

He could tell that his brother Xian was obviously a nobleman. Just those hands without a single callus were not something an ordinary family could afford to support. And those stories, he didn't know if Wang Lufei had found a wife, nor did he know if Liu Zoro had encountered an opponent worthy of a fourth strike.

Zhang Xian glanced at Zhao Yun with a slight smile in his eyes, and pursed his lips, thinking to himself.

"Everyone knows your name is Zhao Yun, and that after you come of age, you must obey your father's wishes and adopt the courtesy name Zilong. Why should I even bother going?"

That's right, the world he came to is the Three Kingdoms period!
Although it's unclear whether it's the fictionalized version of the Three Kingdoms or the usual historical account, the title "I am Zhao Zilong of Shijiazhuang" carries immense prestige, regardless of the context.

With such a powerful figure around, he naturally wanted to get to know him well. This wasn't because he coveted Zhao Yun's martial prowess, but because history had proven that the name Zhao Zilong was a guarantee of good character. When making friends, one naturally wants people with reliable character. Even bad people hope their friends are good, let alone a 'pure' college student like him who had only been interning in the workforce for half a year.

Why do you think I won't come back to the small mountain village?

Zhang Xian turned his head to look ahead, his words carrying a hint of teasing.

“Zhending County is big and has a lot of people. With your abilities, Brother Xian, you will definitely be valued by those high-ranking officials. When you rise to prominence, you will definitely look down on this small mountain village.”

Zhao Yun scratched his head and kicked at the pebbles by the roadside. At the age of fourteen, he did not yet possess the boundless courage and spirit that would later proclaim, "I am Zhao Zilong of Changshan." At this time, he still had the melancholy of a young man who was not used to parting.

Zhang Xian gently shook his head. In the thirteen days they had spent together, he had gone from idolizing Zhao Yun to caring for him like a younger brother. Sometimes, the change in status and mindset could be so rapid.

Despite his legendary feats that would be remembered in history, Zhao Yun was at that time just a fourteen-year-old boy.

"Compared to the intrigue and backstabbing in officialdom, the field in your courtyard is much more suitable for me."

He wasn't lying; nothing, whether it was wielding power or vying for supremacy, could compare to the foundation of his position.

He firmly believes that as long as he continues to improve his abilities, disasters will always be one step behind him.

As he spoke, he habitually opened the panel and took a look.

Name: Zhang Xian, courtesy name: Zixu.

Sex: Male.

Age: 23.

Properties panel:
Strength: 7 (66/100)

Physique: 7 (87/100),

Reaction: 7 (50/100)

Temperament: 7 (93/100)

Weight: 24/77 (jin)

(Accurate attribute quantification only applies to the holder; the approximate maximum value for other attributes is 14 points.)
技能：统领0，战斗0（91/100），骑术0，医疗1（12/500），学识3（1250/50000），匠造0，厨艺0（78/100），求生1(27/500)，驯兽0，农业1(36/500)，制药0，匪徒0，执法0略

Skill sub-items:
Medical: Knowledge of Herbs: You possess knowledge of most herbs and can clearly understand the medicinal effects and corresponding therapeutic effects of each herb.

Survival: Gathering Expert: Plants you gather will likely yield an extra seed, animal hides and bones you skin will be more intact, and damaged hides will have a chance to be repaired.

Agriculture: Homestead Farmland: Your farmland has game-specific characteristics. Current size is nine square meters (self-consistent with others' perceptions). Level 2 Homestead Farmland increases by eighteen square meters.

Knowledge: Language Expert: You can master various languages ​​more quickly. Reverse Engineering Level 3: You can reverse engineer manufacturing methods from physical objects. Teaching Level 2: The learning ability of your students increases by 25%.

This is what he has gained in the past thirteen days. Most of the medical experience was provided by Zhao Yun's older brother, Zhao Feng. He had transmigrated to a place on a mountain outside a small village. By chance, he saved Zhao Feng, who had been knocked unconscious by a dead branch. Although Zhao Feng was not seriously injured, he still had a mild concussion. He gained most of his first-level medical experience by talking to Zhao Feng every day.

Later, he treated Zhao Yun's master, Tong Yuan, for acute pneumonia, raising his medical skill level to level one and gaining a medical skill point. He then chose to learn about herbs from the options of "Identifying Herbs" and "Diagnosing Diseases".

His knowledge was accumulated over more than a decade in modern times, and it manifested directly after activating his cheat ability.

The carrying capacity is another attribute that helps him the most. Although the carrying capacity limit is only 77 pounds, it does not mean that he can only carry 77 pounds of things. Rather, within the 77-pound range, his agility is not affected in any way, just like the super-capable people in various games.

If he wanted to, he could wear a suit of armor weighing less than 77 pounds and move freely like an ordinary person, making him a superman in the literal sense!

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