Rén Xuě, Part I

Not every village had a name. There were hundreds of villages dotting the Xiao Continent’s landscape, and while some like Zahn City had been named, there were just as many that had not.

The small farming village that Wu Jian and his companions found themselves in was nestled amidst verdant rice paddies and lush greenery. It was situated near a small river, ensuring a steady supply of water for irrigation and daily needs. Simple yet functional buildings characterized by their wooden construction and thatched roofs were sprawled haphazardly around the village. There seemed to be no order to the village layout. It was as if they had decided to place buildings wherever they had need of them.

Every house was elevated on stilts to protect against flooding during the rainy season and provide shade and ventilation. Each house also had open-air verandas or porches where villagers could be seen relaxing and socializing.