I'm in Type-Moon, I have a Holy Evil Simulator

"Hahahaha! So that's how it is! Only the water here hasn't leaked out!!"

The old man suddenly burst into laughter, and the laughter woke up all the villagers and Torachiyo, and they all looked at Hidesaburo.

"You can't tell if a field is suitable for paddy fields unless you dig it up. You need to look at the conditions deep within the soil! The farmers in Owari Province clearly chose the wrong location!!"

Hidesaburo pointed at the puddle of water and shouted to everyone.

"But not all of the locations are wrong! Only this spot! Only this tiny little spot! The location is completely correct!!"

"W-What do you mean?!"

Torachiyo immediately got up from the ground and ran over.

"This is the wrong way around. We must now reclaim land southwards along this puddle of water!"

Xiuzabulang squatted in front of the puddle and carefully observed the shape of the puddle.

"And the land to the south has never been cultivated! But if we cultivate it along this puddle, it will definitely be a good idea! As long as we expand this puddle, we can definitely create a paddy field this time!"

Hidesaburo's eyes were extremely determined. He stood up and spoke to everyone.

"In other words, for the land, this is the real beginning!"

However, Hidesaburo's words caused the villagers to hesitate.

"Does this mean we have to start all over again?"

The villagers looked at the flooded south, and some even broke out in cold sweat.

It's not as simple as just turning over the soil there. There are weeds everywhere and it's land that has never been cultivated by anyone before!

"Yes."

Hidesaburo nodded silently.

"We have to start all over again, and this time we have to do it even faster, because if we're idle for a few more days, winter will set in completely. Can you do it?"

The villagers were silent.

Because during this period of time, it is not a wise idea to cultivate the fields.

The food consumed by working in the fields is more than three times that of doing nothing at ordinary times!

The entire village has basically run out of food reserves, and everyone should be aware of this.

Even if the paddy fields were successfully reclaimed, everyone would starve to death in the cold winter and would not be able to go to the fields to plant rice in the spring of the following year.

If we rest and recuperate now and then reclaim the paddy fields next year, it should still be in time...

But before the villagers could come up with a conclusion, they only heard the sound of hoes hitting the wasteland.

Everyone turned around to look, but only saw dirt flying everywhere. Torachiyo was the first one to swing his hoe and start cultivating the land to the south!

The face of this handsome god of war was completely shriveled at this moment, and it was covered in mud and looked extremely dirty.

But those golden eyes, those slender hands and feet, and the whole person's aura all burst out with extremely strong vitality!

Even though she was hungry, even though she had to watch over the rice fields all night, Torachiyo was still completely different from everyone else. Her will was like steel and could not be broken by anyone!

Looking at the back of this Buddhist martial god, everyone's heart began to stir and beat.

"Can you do it? You fools who gave up on yourselves! Can you do it? This is a struggle for survival!"

Hidesaburo yelled, picked up a hoe and ran to Torachiyo's side. Regardless of his old body, he began to work hard to cultivate the land.

“Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!”

The next moment, another villager picked up the hoe again and rushed up to join their team!

"Fuck it! I'm going to fight too!!"

"A few more people! If only there were more people who could work! The paddy field will definitely be built successfully!!"

The villagers chattered and moved forward, and began to cultivate the fields together.

As long as there is one person who dares to step forward, everyone will follow this pioneer and move forward!

The people are ignorant and follow the crowd.

But if that pioneer, that figure represents hope, represents an incomparably bright future——

Then the people are sacred and the people are great.

The hope that was disappearing reappeared.

Everyone must complete the development of this paddy field before winter comes and the ground freezes.

"Let's sing! Let's all sing with a smile!"

No one knew who started singing first, but everyone started singing while cultivating the fields.

"Plow the fields, plow the fields, plow the ground and bury hope."

"Tread down the soil, turn it deep, and work hard in the sunshine?"

"Sow, sow, sow the seeds on the soil?"

"Pray sincerely, entrust the fields, and hope for a good harvest to nourish our homeland."

【Time passed day by day.】

[These days, paddy field construction is progressing rapidly, but bad news continues to come from the village.]

[Some villagers, while cultivating their fields, accidentally fell into the fields and were unable to move.]

[Some elderly people were sleeping in the house and died while sleeping.]

Even the little girl who once squatted at the village entrance, begging Torachiyo and Axue not to leave, died quietly in the deserted fields.

[But a miracle happened, and the difficult paddy field construction was finally completed.]

[This time, it took less than four days.]

midnight.

Torachiyo couldn't sleep because of stomachache, so she frowned and walked out of the room alone.

If the retainers of the Torachiyo faction saw Torachiyo like this, they would probably be shocked and utterly stunned.

Because at this moment, Tora Chiyo is no longer the handsome and cold Buddhist god of war who would not allow strangers to approach him, but an ordinary disaster victim who has starved to the point of being just skin and bones.

She walked slowly down the paddy field, lowered her head and stroked the soil.

The soil is fluffy and warm, soft to the touch and plump.

Tomorrow is the day to release water for irrigation. I believe everyone is waiting for tomorrow to come.

Torachiyo lay on the ground, listening quietly to the sound of the soil with his ears.

This time she heard it, the soil was whispering—

"Torachiyo, do you want to defeat me?"

"Do you regard me as your rival?"

"Do you want to surpass me and go to the unknown realm?"

Torachiyo stared at the land, her hands tightly grasping the soil. Without any thought, she subconsciously begged in a low voice—

"Save me, save us, save this village..."

But the next moment, Torachiyo's face became completely stiff.

She was completely shocked by what she said.

"No, that's not right... I... I said the wrong thing... What I just said doesn't count!"

Torachiyo stood up hurriedly, covering her mouth with both hands, her eyes filled with horror.

"I, I am the reincarnation of Bishamonten, the Buddhist Martial God who is unrivaled. How could I... How could I possibly beg for mercy from you?"

Ask for help.

That would mean surrender.

That means begging for mercy.

Torachiyo has never asked anyone for help in his life. No matter how difficult the situation is, Torachiyo will never surrender to anyone without dignity!

Even if the target is his own brother Axue, if Hu Chiyo and he walk on a different path, this Buddhist martial god will never go against his inner decision, and will never surrender to Axue!

Even if it means taking his life, Torachiyo will never beg for mercy!

but......

But why...

Why is it such a small village, such a small paddy field...

How could Torachiyo utter such humble words while losing consciousness?

The next morning.

"Let the water go."

As Hidesaburo spoke again, the newly built paddy field began to shimmer again, and everyone looking at the field fell silent.

Everything has to wait until...

We will know when tomorrow comes.

However, compared to that day when Torachiyo was alone guarding the paddy fields, all the villagers gathered around the paddy fields that night.

In this way, everyone sat and talked from early morning to noon.

I sat there from noon to dusk.

Then stayed from dusk to evening.

Finally, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse. Everyone just sat around the campfire, their silent faces melting in the orange halo.

No one sleeps tonight.

No one spoke.

"Soon...it will be dawn..."

Torachiyo said this to Axue.

"Yes, it's almost dawn."

Axue was extremely weak and nodded to Torachiyo.

"Lord Buddha, will you bless us?"

Torachiyo began to panic, lowering his head in fear of the coming dawn.

"Brother, why do you still need to pray to the Buddha at this moment?"

However, Axue held her senior brother's hand and said in a firm tone.

"It was us, our own hard work, that created this paddy field. Why should we still look to the gods and Buddhas for their favor?"

Axue stood up and spoke in a strong and powerful voice.

"No one can stop us! Even the gods and Buddhas above the heavens! They will be afraid of us at this moment! Deeply afraid of us!"

The sun slowly rises behind the child in black.

"Because... this moment is proof that we can conquer nature!"

The darkness is gone.

The first ray of light was like a sharp blade that split the sky, and beams of dazzling sunlight burst out from the gaps in the clouds, as if a black curtain was pulled away from the rolling hills, revealing the green of the forest below.

The morning light continued to flow forward like flowing water, passing the long-abandoned village and the low graves. The first ray of light fell on Axue's shoulder, and the shadow of the light slowly climbed towards the corner of the child's clothes. The farmland began to be dyed with the clear morning light.

All the villagers couldn't help but stand up, almost unable to believe that what they saw with their tired eyes was real.

Their movements seemed to be frozen, they raised their heads and stared at the shining water with their mouths wide open. From the thick morning fog in the mountains, a shadow gradually emerged from behind Axue.

Its daybreak.

The water stays there quietly, flowing slowly.