Type-Moon, the Ultimate Villain Simulator

Although there was no complete famine, and Bingzhou's harvest was unexpectedly good that year, there was not much food left stored at home.

It was not uncommon for Bingzhou to have a low yield in a bumper year. What was more important was that there were always various things that would wear out the family's food reserves, and what was left was just enough to eat.

His intuition told him that when this crop was over, he would also die of famine.

It's like this every year.

This is how my mother died when I was young.

He was also sold by the old man and found a son in a family that had enough food at that time.

The next year, the man's family got involved in gambling, and nine times out of ten he lost.

The small farmer who had been doing well in the village suddenly fell into poverty, and the mistress of the house committed suicide.

The old farmer lived alone in a daze.

Until now, I have a wife and a child at home, who were born a few years ago.

But it's also worrying.

Look at what it looks like now.

It always reminds me of the famine I experienced during my childhood.

Rather than this, it would be better to be devoured by demons.

It's just a matter of one thought.

The fellow villager pushed open the door.

A black figure flashed in.

Open yourself up like mud and swallow up other people's coats.

Dazzling, golden gems hung on the coat.

Each gem is so huge that it looks like a shining human head.

Perhaps there is such a sorcery that can turn people into such gems.

The fellow villagers don’t know.

"Would you like some potatoes, fellow?"

The black figure who came in looked at his fellow villager and spoke seriously.

"Potato?!"

Even though he was mentally prepared, the sudden shock still frightened the fellow villager.

The fellow took two steps back.

He stumbled and fell on his butt.

The shadow scratched his head and said, "It's really hard to do what my godfather asked me to do... Forget it."

"Listen to me, fellow villager. Don't be afraid. I am here to help you. Have you seen these things of mine?"

"People, human heads!"

The fellow villager pointed at a pile of potatoes and said with wide eyes.

Something this big could only be a human head.

"This is food."

The shadow, that is, Lu Bu, said unhappily: "What are you talking about? These are potatoes, eat them."

"Eating heads?"

"Potato!"

Lu Bu emphasized, and then said: "This thing is delicious, and it is not made of a human head. Just tell me whether you want to eat it or not. Just throw it into the fire and you can eat it."

As he said that, Lu Bu picked a potato and threw it into the fire.

Turn around and disappear.

The fellow villager looked at the disappearing figure and kowtowed quickly.

Afraid of throwing it to the other party.

But what was left, the so-called potatoes, were still there.

Even the fellow villagers didn't dare to approach.

Originally, I just wanted to find some activities other than giving birth to give myself a quiet night.

But I didn't expect it to be so exciting.

Wanted to die, but didn't die.

And I got some weird things.

But looking at the thing called potato in the distance, for a moment, the villagers did not dare to move forward.

After a while.

The fellow villager just recovered from his fear.

Take out a pole.

Poked at the potato.

"no problem?"

See that the potato did not turn into a man-eating monster.

The fellow villager seemed a lot more relieved.

Step forward.

He touched it again and quickly retreated.

Still no problems.

"That person just now said that this thing can be eaten?"

Swallow your saliva.

There wasn’t much food at home, so I would still feel hungry at night, but I could only eat two buns at most to feel full.

The children and wife ate it, and there was not much left for him.

Want to try it?

This thought occurred in the fellow villager's mind.

He quickly slapped himself.

How can you think like that?

"What if I die after eating it?"

The luster in the fellow villager's eyes disappeared again.

"died?"

But soon the fellow seemed to remember something.

"If he's dead, then he's dead."

The idea of ​​tanking is deeply rooted in people's minds.

It seems that my fellow villager also has the idea of ​​giving up.

"It's better to die than live."

"have eaten."

At night, farmers' thoughts sometimes jump to incomprehensible levels.

The fellow villager decisively found a small fire.

It's still a bit cold at night, so even though the fire is out, there's still some residual warmth.

"This thing looks pretty sturdy, there shouldn't be any problem putting it in like this, right?"

The fellow thought about it for a while, but still picked it up hesitantly.

Buried it.

Standing there to see what will happen.

But after a while, I felt sleepy.

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A dark shadow flashed by.

Shuttle through the darkness.

Lü Bu finally came to Zhang Jue's side and looked at Red Hare beside him.

He snorted coldly.

Then he looked at Zhang Jue and said, "Godfather, is this really okay?"

"I have already checked with all the farmers you specified, and they have all harvested their potatoes."

"Since it's given, then it's fine."

Zhang Jiao waved his hand: "No need to worry."

"Then it depends. People will make the right choice."

"Join the Yellow Turbans?"

Lu Bu asked tentatively.

Zhang Jue shook his head: "No, it's not."

Although it was Zhang Jue's idea to let Lu Bu deliver potatoes to them.

But in the plan, Zhang Jue never thought that people would believe in him and Huang Tian just because of potatoes.

After all, compared with himself and Huang Tian, ​​the Han was more popular among the people.

Therefore, Zhang Jue directly denied Lu Bu's words.

Lu Bu scratched his head and asked, "What is a godfather? Just tell me."

"What else is the right choice in this world besides joining the Yellow Turbans?"

Lu Bu said it calmly.

Chi Tu rolled his eyes and said, "You just know how to flatter."

Snapped!

Lu Bu slapped Red Hare on the butt.

Zhang Jue looked at the two of them speechlessly.

"The correct choice is to eat the potatoes."

"After all, if you don't eat something, would you be a fool?"

What Zhang Jue said was in line with the right time, place and people.

This is absolutely the truth of the Tao.

The survival needs of living things were described so simply by Zhang Jue.

Lu Bu and Red Hare widened their eyes.

I never thought the problem was so simple.

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