Chapter 2: The Village of Villains and Mojia Village

The system said: [Go back to your yard and take a look and you will know. ]

Luo Mingyue sped up on the flying sword and after returning to his residence, he saw a big gift package in his yard.

"Such a big box, I don't know what's inside..."

Luo Mingyue rubbed his hands, feeling the excitement of opening a blind box.

She opened the gift package and found that it contained...

A black cube box?

Oh no, to be precise, it's a cube box without a lid.

Luo Mingyue took a closer look and found that there seemed to be a three-dimensional model of a village in the cube.

The ground was a large expanse of dry, cracked, black soil, and the flowers and plants growing in the soil were also a monotonous black.

At first glance, it looks like a black patch, and you can't tell where the flowers are.

There is a stone tablet at the entrance of the village with the three words "Mojia Village" inscribed on it. The words are written in white brush calligraphy and look very conspicuous.

"Why did the system send me a village model?"

Luo Mingyue picked up the cube box and found that it was very light, just like a cardboard box.

She took the box back to her room and placed it on the table. After a closer look, she discovered that there were many little people moving around inside!

"Are they... alive?"

At first, Luo Mingyue thought that these little people were models, but after a closer look, she found that each of them had something to do and their behavior was not like that of robots.

The gift package the system gave her was a Lilliputian country? !

Oh no, the Lilliput Village?

Luo Mingyue was shocked.

…

Mojia Village.

It hasn't rained here for two years.

The farmland was barren, the soil was cracked, and the wells were dry, as if God wanted to kill the villagers.

The villagers ate up all the stored food, killed all the pigs, dogs, cows and sheep, and gnawed all the tree bark on the road. Only the flowers and plants escaped the disaster, because these black flowers and plants were inedible and would cause hallucinations if eaten. Not only would they fail to relieve hunger, but they would also make people extremely thirsty. They needed to drink plenty of clean water to eliminate the hallucinations.

The villagers were all unkempt and had to go outside the village to fetch water if they wanted to drink.

There is a creek outside the village, but now the creek is almost dry. They don't know how long the water in the creek can last, but they only know that it will not last any longer.

"I'm so hungry. I'm so hungry..."

Now, either eat dirt or eat people.

A villager knelt on the ground, grabbed two handfuls of soil and stuffed them into his mouth frantically.

The thin villager next to him seemed to be infected by this crazy behavior. He squatted down and grabbed a handful of soil, but hesitated for a long time and did not eat it.

His eyes were fixed on his own kind.

If you eat dirt, you will die, but if you eat your own kind...

He bent down, picked up a stone, turned to look at his companion who was eating dirt, and a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, something suddenly fluttered down from the sky.

Is it snowing?

No, it's white, but it's not snow, it's bigger than snowflakes.

"What is this?"

The thin villager spread out his hands, threw away the stone, and caught a white unknown object in his dirty hands.

…

In the sky, Luo Mingyue frowned, looking worried.

Unexpectedly, the villagers in this little village were almost starving to death and had even started digging the soil to eat.

Fortunately, she was greedy for food, so she asked her second disciple Murong Shi to bring her food every two or three days.

Luo Mingyue happened to have a plate of rose-flavored pastries on hand.

The pastry has no filling. It is made from crushed rose juice and white flour. The whole pastry is white and petal-shaped, with only a red rose pattern in the middle.

The pastry is very crispy, the kind that crumbles when you bite it.

At this moment, seeing that the villagers were hungry, Luo Mingyue quickly crushed the pastry and sprinkled it on the villagers.

The villager who ate the soil was also shocked. He didn't actually swallow the soil because his throat was too dry. He just wanted to chew something in his mouth, as if this could relieve his hunger.

But he suddenly smelled the sweet aroma of food.

It smells a bit like roses.

He quickly vomited out the dirt, picked up a piece of soft white debris on the ground, and took a big bite.

Very sweet and fragrant.

"It's food! Food is falling from the sky!"

A huge surprise swept through his heart. Even though he was so hungry that his eyes were dizzy, he still quickly picked up all the food around him, intending to take it back home to enjoy slowly.

But he suddenly realized that there was so much food falling from the sky that it was all over the ground, and maybe there was some in his yard too.

So he ran back home quickly.

His name is Mo Hanshi, and he has a younger brother named Mo Jin.

Mo Jin was in the kitchen, boiling a small pot of water.

The water was fetched from the stream outside the village. Mo Jin looked at the boiling water with a serious look, holding a kitchen knife in his hand.

He looked calm and was about to chop off his left hand with a kitchen knife.

There is no other way. My two legs are used for walking and my right hand is used for working. After much thought, the only thing I can give up is my left hand.

Today I will only chop off my hands to make soup, and tomorrow I will chop off my forearms.

Mo Jin was planning in his mind how many days he could last.

Every time his mother and brother had food, they would give it to him. Mo Jin felt bad. He also wanted to feed his family, but he was not a god. He could not conjure food out of thin air. He could only cut his own flesh...

"Ajin, stop it!"

Mo Hanshi was so frightened when he saw his brother put his left hand on the chopping board and held the knife in his right hand that he almost lost his soul. He quickly shouted with all his strength: "Ajin, we have food!"

Hearing this, Mo Jin stopped what he was doing and turned to look at his brother.

In my brother's arms was a white, unknown object that emitted a faint fragrance.

Is it food?

So many?

Mo Jin suspected that he was hallucinating.