Life in a Simulation - Chapter 13

When Zhou Ming was five years old.

Famine, a severe famine.

The heavens had only rained a little for six consecutive months, the land cracked, the rivers dried up, the leaves turned yellow and withered, and the crops in the fields were almost all dead.

The grain was almost a total loss.

That year, Zhou Ming didn’t know how to get through it. Besides drinking a little thin porridge in the morning that could see the bottom of the bowl, the rest of the time, Zhou Ming and his parents and sister lay on the straw mat together, motionless, their brains stopped thinking, and tried to reduce energy consumption as much as possible.

Such days only lasted for three months, and Zhou Ming, who was swollen all over, found that it was not working. If this continued, he would really die.

There were quite a few fish in the river near the town, and many wild rabbits in the mountains. Because they were rarely caught, these things would not run around when they saw people, and they were very stupid…

Zhou Ming walked out of the house.

…

In front of the small river in the town, there was a hubbub of people.

“Your Lordship, this damned serf actually stole your fish. Without the permission of the merciful Lord, he shamelessly stole your private property!”

The short and fat steward Brunold splashed saliva as he pointed at a thin boy kneeling on the ground.

Next to the thin boy, there were two plump perch, whose tails were still moving.

Seeing the two fat fish, the surrounding men and women with pale faces and pale lips couldn’t help but move their lips, and their steps subconsciously moved forward.

But then they saw the tall and strong knights in front of them, who pulled out their long swords from their waists, shining with a bright light, and they fearfully retreated two steps.

“What should be done with this serf, my lord?” The steward asked the middle-aged man in armor with various patterns, bowing his waist.

This middle-aged man in gorgeous armor is naturally the owner and highest authority of Granling – Baron Connor.

“What should be done with him according to the territory’s law?” Baron Connor asked.

“According to Article 15 of the territory’s law on theft punishment, stealing the lord’s private property should be punished by cutting off one hand, my lord,” said Steward Brunold.

“Then cut off one hand,” after the verdict, Baron Connor expressionlessly rode on his horse, and with a clang of armor leaves, he returned to the castle.

A knight walked forward and raised his sword high.

After a scream.

Zhou Ming, standing in the crowd, saw the small hand covered with blood that fell to the ground, and his face turned pale as he returned home.

After lying in the house for a few more days, Zhou Ming woke up in severe pain.

His three-year-old sister Alice was holding her swollen arm like a radish and biting it hard with her teeth.

“Get away! Stop, stop it!” Zhou Ming pushed his sister away, covering his arm that had been bitten off a large piece of meat, and screamed in pain.

At this time, his father and mother also woke up. When they saw Zhou Ming’s arm flowing with yellow water mixed with blood, they couldn’t help but lick their lips.

“Ah!”

Zhou Ming screamed and quickly opened the door and rushed out of the house.

Hungry, unprecedentedly hungry, if he didn’t find something to eat, he would surely starve to death.

Food, where is the food? Where can I find food?

Fish, there are fish in the river, but they can’t be caught, catching them will cut off hands, rabbits, there are many wild rabbits on the mountain, but they can’t be caught either, these are also the property of the lord.

Grass, there is grass on the ground, although the leaves of this grass are very hard and cut the mouth, but the roots are relatively tender, a little sweet, containing a small amount of protein and starch, can eat, this can definitely eat.

Zhou Ming pulled a big bundle of grass from the ridge, and then ran quickly to the tax collector Dirac, telling him that he wanted to pay taxes.

The fat and sleepy tax collector Dirac looked at the bundle of grass in Zhou Ming’s hand, asked him to leave one third, and then took away the remaining two thirds in Zhou Ming’s thousand thanks.

“This serf has been starved out of his mind, how can this grass that even cows won’t eat be eaten?” Dirac disdainfully threw the grass on the table to the side, he didn’t look at this kind of grass, but the tax that the lord should collect, not a bit can be less!

Even if you take a stone from the lord, you have to pay taxes.

That night, Zhou Ming felt that his life was saved, and his parents and sister also became more spirited. The next morning, the four of them went to pull that kind of grass.

After barely getting through the autumn, the cold winter came, and there was no grass in the fields. At this time, Zhou Ming’s family had no choice but to kneel at the castle gate of the lord with the farmers in the town who hadn’t starved to death, and pleaded with the lord to show mercy. After finally receiving a small bag of black flour, the famine year was finally over.

After the disaster year, thieves rose everywhere.

The thieves around the territory had been driven away by the lord’s knights for more than ten groups, but they were still not driven away. These thieves abducted people, burned houses, killed livestock, and even seriously affected the spring sowing plan of Granling.

“Today, I must kill all the thieves who are making trouble in my territory!”

The angry Baron Connor summoned all the knights and servants, conscripted all the farmers in the territory who could still hold weapons, distributed some simple weapons, and then set out fiercely to settle accounts with the thieves who were targeting Granling.

After an intense territorial encirclement battle, Zhou Ming’s father Derek did not appear in the triumphant returning troops.

“Senile, where is my husband Derek, have you seen him? Why didn’t he come back?” Mother Juliana anxiously asked a man from the neighboring family, holding his hand.

“Derek, he accidentally fell into the trap set by the thieves. He looked really pitiful. Three sticks pierced through him,” a man who knew his father shook his head and clicked his tongue.

“Derek! My Derek!”

Mother sat on the ground and cried her heart out. This day was extremely cold and dark for Zhou Ming’s family.

After the war, the plague spread.

When the weather became warm, there were a few people with cold and cough in Granling’s Rose Town.

Soon these people’s cough worsened, and the number of people with colds increased. Some people with severe colds, even after drinking the holy water sold by the church, could not save their lives.

Baron Connor panicked. Except for leaving a few tax collectors to guard the town, he and his knights, after locking the city gate tightly, hid in the castle.

Mother Juliana also fell ill, and her condition became more and more serious. Even though Zhou Ming boiled water every day, cleaned the house, collected herbs to brew medicine on the mountain, and kept the air in the room circulating, it was useless…

Father was gone, mother was gone, many adults and little partners in the town were gone…

In the dilapidated house, only Zhou Ming, who was less than six years old, and his sister Alice, who was over three years old, were left.

Life in a Simulation - Chapter 13

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