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"The subsidy doesn't seem to be much." Yin Ze interrupted.

"Oh, it's good to have it." Sakura Eiji waved his hand.

"Uncle should give it to his employees, right? He will not treat the middle-aged and elderly employees who are close to retirement age coldly, not assigning them any actual work, and letting them drink tea and look at the scenery by the window, thus making them feel ashamed and forcing them to resign with cold violence, right?"

"Of course! I'm not an unscrupulous boss! But you, when you take a seat in the future, you must not lose your humanity!"

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"Hmph, although the mainstream still believes that children should go to college before going to work, there are still many people in the countryside who choose to work after graduating from high school. After all, in a society that is based on lifetime employment, if you start working early, you can earn more if you work until retirement." Sakura Eiji said, "In this way, many people will stay in the same place from childhood to adulthood, and even classmates and friends will work together. Then they will continue to enter the cycle of giving birth to the next generation."

"However, while such days guarantee a lower limit, the upper limit is also very low. Although there is no danger of being squeezed dry by the meat grinder of the times, there are also fewer dreams of struggle and creation." Sakura Eiji continued, "If there are no tourists and college students in such a town, it is also in the process of decline. Apart from these two groups of people, most of the local residents are elderly people who have lived here for generations. In order to find opportunities, young people either go to the central areas of Japan, or at least go to the first-tier cities in the same region, or at least to the neighboring Oita Prefecture and Oita City."

"At the same time, there are many towns deep in the mountains that are only connected to the outside world by highways. In these places, there are not many street lights after 8 o'clock in the evening, and it is already very good to be able to drive to a convenience store in five minutes," said Eiji Sakura.

"Isn't this the classic background in the story of Hidden Souls?" Yin Ze thought about it.

“Life is the source of creation.”

"Where is the prototype of that isolated island that specializes in catching tourists in water disasters and engaging in all kinds of weird behaviors?" Yin Ze tirelessly sought the answer.

"How should I know?" Sakura Eiji said unhappily, "Go ask those authors of large-scale works."

"In short, the residents of such places will not return when they encounter better opportunities, so such places basically have no future. What's more, there are organizations like the Japan Agricultural Cooperative Association that do nothing."

Sakura Eiji took a puff of his cigarette in the void and said.

"Compared with first-tier cities and regional centers, rural construction has almost stagnated. In big cities, you can see major parts being renovated everywhere at any time, but in the countryside outside the regional center, old houses are slowly disappearing and old businesses are still struggling until the day they have to close... just like people."

"Yes, we are all food for maggots. One day we will stop breathing, grow cold and die. So hurry up and make your life extraordinary." Yin Ze also sighed.

The two top students suddenly sighed and looked at the rural street scene with melancholy.

"Wow, it's really a natural scenery. There is actually a pig walking on the street." Sakura Eiji suddenly became excited and pointed to the end of the street in the distance.

Yin Ze also looked over, and saw that there really was a huge pig weighing several hundred kilograms standing upright and slowly walking towards him, with a firm step and an unwavering gaze.

The middle-aged man took out his mobile phone and tried to take a picture of this rare scene.

But after waiting for a minute or two, I got closer and found that the pig was carried on his back. An old man with white hair was carrying a hundred pounds of weight with a natural expression, walking calmly and leisurely as if taking a walk. He had his back to the sun, and his body and face were covered in a layer of shadow. Through his not-so-thick long gown, you could see the shape of the muscles exerting force, and the pressure was like substance.

This is the best form of the King of Mercy.

"..."

"..."

The two looked at each other and reached a vague consensus.

During your time here, talk less and do more.

Qianye Zhensui walked to the door, holding the fresh pork on his shoulder with one hand. When he saw his son-in-law and the outstanding young man, he couldn't help but ask kindly, "Have you finished the chicken?"

"It's done." Sakura Eiji asked hesitantly, "Father, why don't you drive a small cart to bring it back? That family's business is so dishonest? Why do you have to bring it back in person?"

"It's just something I did casually, nothing serious." Chiba Jinsui said nonchalantly.

"I'm mainly worried about you. After all, it would be bad if you fell on the road." said Sakura Eiji.

"Okay, Yingshi, you are thoughtful." The old man smiled generously, "Then let's do this. You carry the pig to the backyard. I will wash my hands and get the tools to divide the meat."

"..."

After the handover, the old man walked into the house, and the middle-aged man was forced to take over the high-quality pork, and his whole body began to stagger.

"Don't just stand there, give me a hand!" Sakura Eiji bent over and called for help.

Master Yin walked to the back and pulled two pig's trotters. Both of them gritted their teeth and walked towards the yard at a snail's pace.

"Weren't you very powerful when you were slaughtering the chicken just now? Why can't you exert any strength now?" Sakura Eiji carried a big pig on his back, holding the pig's head with one hand, with sweat on his forehead.

How can technology be equated with brute force?

Yin Haihuang sighed, and after much persuasion, the two men finally carried the pig to the wooden table in the yard, and they both leaned against the doorpost to rest.

This is a defeat of technology.

Chiba Jinsui, who changed his clothes, reappeared on the stage and began to cut up various parts in an orderly manner. Every time he cut a piece, he would mention what dish it could be used for and how to cook it. He praised it frankly and said that it was a treasure trove from head to toe.

"I didn't expect my father had such skills and experience." Sakura Eiji stood by, as modest as an intern watching a top surgical dissection demonstration, "Look at his technique, you are a master in this field. Who said you can't cook?"

"I can't cook, but I love studying biological structures."

Chiba Jinsui is very skilled in using all kinds of knives, and this rough old man actually has a bit of academic air at this moment.

"Just 20 or so chemical elements, which are found everywhere on the land, can be combined into countless compounds in the flesh, bursting out unimaginable strength and wisdom, not to mention that after targeted training, they can be further improved - haha, the flesh, isn't it amazing?"

Sakura Eiji was silent for a moment as he looked at his father-in-law, who was absorbed in studying flesh and blood with a childlike smile on his face.

Yin Ze consciously leaned back and sat on the wooden floor of the room, looking at the "operation" from afar. He began to think whether his decision to come here was right or wrong. He really hoped that it would be night time and he could have a good sleep. He lowered his head and picked up an old magazine, but just as he moved the newspaper away, a dark phantom jumped out from the gap between the furniture like a dragon and lightning.

“Fuck you!!”

The man immediately let out an authentic roar and jumped up as if his butt was on fire.

"What's wrong with you?" Sakura Eiji asked curiously.

"What happened?" Chiba Zhensui had been to Hong Kong before, so he understood the simple words used by young people and asked with concern.

"There's a cockroach!" Yin Ze roared with all his strength, and he ran quickly from the house in the yard to outside the yard.

"It's close to the mountains and the water, so it's not surprising to see some insects." Seeing the arrogant young man frightened like a chicken, Sakura Eiji finally felt satisfied and laughed proudly, "Are real men afraid of cockroaches?"

"Looks like we need to do some cleaning. The insecticide we bought last time doesn't seem to be working well." Chiba Jinsui had a worried look on his face, which was inconsistent with his unparalleled domineering attitude when he was carrying a hundred pounds of flesh.

"Hey, don't worry, father. I'll be back soon."

After saying that, the middle-aged man walked over openly, rolled up several stacks of newspapers into a thick stick, and hammered it against the floor several times to suppress the great terror in the long river of time. Then he straightened his back again like a hero and glanced at the trembling young man with an arrogant look.

Sakura Eiji walked around the house and said with disdain.

"Are there any more bugs?"

Naturally, Wu Chong responded in human terms.

But then, as soon as he looked up, he saw a multi-legged, silk-spinning creature hanging from the ceiling.

The middle-aged man's pupils shrank slightly, and he couldn't help but let out a sharp howl, easily hitting the high note of C1. He threw away his armor, covered his head and ran out of the house to the yard, staying with the young man.

"What's wrong with you again?" Chiba Jinsui was stunned.

"There's a spider!" Sakura Eiji said in horror.

"It's located near the mountains and the water, so why be surprised if there are some bugs here?" Qianye Zhensui was speechless.

"But it's too big! I've only seen it in documentaries!" Sakura Eiji said with a nightmare still in his mind.

"Hey~ Why are you panicking? Look at me."

After saying that, the old man walked over in a dignified manner, looked up with contempt, picked up the clothesline pole and swept it across the sky, cutting off the spider web. Seeing the demon falling, he moved his arm, and the pole moved with his heart, holding up the eight-armed Shura in the air. The old man turned around, and with another exquisite shake, the demon was thrown into the bag, then tied a knot, and then sealed.

"Take it to the Biology and Forestry Department of the university in town later and exchange it for a bag of rice. This is actually not poisonous, it just looks scary." Chiba Jinsui said to them calmly while holding the bag.

When the two men saw how powerful the old man was in suppressing the catastrophe in just a few breaths, they were filled with admiration.

Look at the white hair and silver beard, the pair of eagle eyes, and the royal demeanor.

He is truly a god!

"…But this is not a solution. Let's change the brand of insect repellent next time." Chiba Jinsui still looked worried.

"That's easy. Dad, just check it online and use my card." Sakura Eiji straightened her clothes. Even though she looked pale before, her elegance never went out of style.

However, just when the two thought that the great catastrophe had been safely passed, they suddenly heard a thunderous war roar, and there was a bit of fear in the voice.

"——You rat!" Chiba Jinsui roared.

Are there any rats?

After hearing this, Yin Ze subconsciously looked at his uncle beside him.

The middle-aged man also looked back subconsciously.

The two looked at each other, feeling a little awkward. After smiling politely, they both looked towards the yard.

The old man jumped heavily to the center of the yard, his face twisted, his body seemed to be burning with murderous aura, and the clothesline in his hand was like a bloody spear.

"Why would Dad do this? Old people don't like to use credit cards. I, I can pay in cash!"

Sakura Eiji habitually thought that the deadly aura was directed at him, and was horrified. Just as he was about to apologize, he saw his father-in-law, like a demon, rushing towards the fence in two or three steps.

Looking more closely, it was clear that the ghost was chasing a mouse with a long, thin tail?

Qianye Zhensui's face was a mixture of murderous intent and fear. After all, he was not an ordinary mortal. When faced with great evil, he would not flee in silence, but would face it bravely and strangle it with his bloody hands. The little mouse scurried left and right nimbly and hid directly under a pile of spare tiles in the corner of the yard.

The old man arrived in an instant, his long breathing becoming heavier and thicker at this moment, his strength flowing through his limbs and bones, his heels and feet digging into the ground like tree roots, his waist turned and his arms moved, his right hand raised towards the sky like a sharp sword or a steel knife.

Tighten up and burst out!

"drink--!"

Along with the killing energy, power descended from the sky.

First there was a single crisp sound, and then a series of crisp sounds. The spare tiles, which were nearly as high as an ordinary person's chest, crumbled down layer by layer, and finally shattered into a pile of rubble, with dust and smoke floating up.

True Tengu, Extreme Flow, Devil God Mountain Strike? !

Master Yin was shocked beyond words by the scene of fantasy turning into reality.

The small pile of tiles instantly submerged the poor little mouse, becoming a cruel purgatory from which it could not escape.

"Humph, escape from fear, become fear, transcend fear..." Qianye Zhensui took a deep breath to adjust his Qi, turned around and said to the two of them calmly, "You still have a long way to go."

The two could only nod mechanically.

"What was that sound just now?"

The old lady and her daughter and granddaughter who had gone out to pick vegetables had returned at some point and were shocked to see the mess in the yard. There were scattered chicken feathers, a large, delicious pig cut into dozens of pieces, a clothes drying pole stuck straight into the grass, and a pile of broken garbage.

Qianye Zhensui's body stiffened slightly, and he ran away holding his head without looking back.

"You want to die! You broke all the tiles!" The gentle and kind old lady's face changed. She ran up, pulled out the clothesline and chased after the old man.

"What happened?" Sakura Ayane asked the two brothers who were holding hands and huddled in the corner.

"We don't talk." Yin Ze said.

"We just do things." Sakura Eiji added.

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Chapter 124 The Rise of the Dark Middle-Aged Man

The customs in the countryside are simple and people are encouraged to work before eating, so the two men who depend on each other received a new main task.

Chiba Jinsui suggested that the two of them also make a side dish, so that there would be a more family-friendly atmosphere.

The two of them smiled and nodded in agreement, but when they returned to the kitchen they felt as if they were facing a great enemy and had difficulty breathing.

"What to do? How to do it?" Yin Ze asked hurriedly.

"I can't even kill a chicken, and you ask me?" Sakura Eiji was very surprised.

"Uncle claims to be a good family man. He has been serving food for more than 20 years, but he hasn't learned any tricks from Aunt Zhisen?" Yin Ze said disdainfully.

"Haha, although I can't cook, I am quite experienced in serving and arranging dishes. I am not like my junior brother who is only good at killing. There happens to be a little Buddha in the living room. You have committed many sins, so why don't you go and eliminate your karma first." Sakura Eiji evaded the question in the same manner.

"Now is not the time for verbal disputes. If we can't deliver the goods by dinner time, both of us will die." Yin Ze said seriously, "Time is limited. I suggest you use your mobile phone to search for fool-proof tutorials online immediately. The strength of top students lies not in their knowledge, but in their ability to absorb and understand new things. Now is the time to prove your worth."

"That makes sense." Sakura Eiji knew that he had to consider the overall situation.

The two geniuses from the University of Tokyo immediately took action, demonstrating their powerful information retrieval abilities and comprehension.

The middle-aged man became cautious. He saw someone typing "appetizers that even a fool can make" in the search box and smiled contemptuously.

Humph, I have never lost to anyone in my life, and I just want to go one step further.

So Sakura Eiji quickly typed in "Beginner's level side dish gourmet tutorial".

About ten minutes later, the two venerables finished their exploration of the Great Dao River and closed their eyes to analyze the principles of the laws. When they opened their eyes again, the uneasiness and confusion had completely disappeared, replaced by determination and the confidence to hold the star of destiny!

The middle-aged man took potatoes and the young man took bean curd skins.

There was a clanking of pots and pans.

"Don't use the stems of the cilantro, just the leaves. The green onions account for 24.415% of the whole dish. Cut them into smaller pieces, preferably as thin as fishing line, so that they melt in your mouth..." Sakura Eiji muttered beside him.