I have special survival skills

Chapter 67 Chapter 67
The food they ate was mud cakes, and Qin Yaozu walked all afternoon without seeing any other food.

Of course, his arrival also aroused everyone's attention, and many people whispered and talked about it.

"Master Village Chief, where did they find such a strange-looking person to enter the village?"

"I heard that it was in the wasteland. When my guy came back, he was injured, and he was beaten by this man."

"There are more than 10 people who went hunting today. Can all these people beat one person?"

"I can't beat him. As I said, even if the whole village is gathered, they probably won't be able to beat him."

Hearing these discussions, the corners of Qin Yaozu's mouth rose slightly.

Indeed, everyone in this village is extremely thin, and he can subdue them all without exerting himself.

However, since the so-called village head dared to bring him back, there must be some way to kill him, so he had to be more careful.

Qin Yaozu didn't dare to trust him. When night fell, he sneaked out of the house and hid on the roof of the house.

When a bright moon had just risen, a few furtive figures approached from not far away.

The leader is the village chief.

With the anesthetic in his hand, he was overjoyed.

The man named Qin Yaozu weighed [-] to [-] catties, if he was killed, the people in the village could have a full meal.

He hides carefully under the window, and then blows the narcotic smoke into the house.

After Qin Yaozu saw it, he couldn't help but want to complain.

Those who can't beat themselves really have no other tricks?
He turned over with a kite, floated down from the high roof, and stood in front of everyone.

"You don't sleep at night, what are you doing here?"

The men were startled and said in unison: "Why are you here? Aren't you already asleep?"

Qin Yaozu had a half smile but not a smile: "I fell asleep, but woke up again, what? No way."

The village head was embarrassed holding the anesthesia tube.

At this time, the person standing behind him said: "Well, we heard that a distinguished guest came today, so come and have a look."

Qin Yaozu had a cold face: "Oh, then you guys finished watching it now? Are you still leaving?"

The leader didn't dare to say any more, and hurriedly left with his own people.

Qin Yaozu "tsk" when he saw it.

The program team is right, people in this world really do everything they can to get something to eat.

Just, how much nutrition should the mud cakes they use to satisfy their hunger?
It is not that Qin Yaozu has never seen people who eat mud pies. In the Star Alliance, there are many rich planets, but more poor planets.

In a documentary, he once saw a reporter introduce a planet that eats mud as a staple food.

Mud cake is mainly made of yellow mud.

After finding the yellow mud, the local people screened and prepared the yellow mud into a fine paste and then processed it into oval cakes.

No one can guarantee that the source of the yellow mud is clean and bacteria-free, so whether these mud cakes will be infected with diseases depends on one's life.

Moreover, although yellow mud cakes can produce a feeling of fullness, they have no nutrition at all. People who eat mud cakes for a long time will affect their health due to malnutrition.

In mild cases, the body will be weak due to infection and disease, and in severe cases, the body will fail due to malnutrition and cause death, or the stomach will not be excreted for a long time, resulting in death.

Therefore, even if they eat mud cakes as their main food, they will mix them with other complementary foods to replenish the body's energy and promote the excretion of mud cakes.

Thinking about this, Qin Yaozu felt that he should stay one more day, perhaps, the villagers in this village should have other sources of food.

The mystery was solved the next day.

As an outsider, Qin Yaozu is not qualified to attend the village meeting, but what does the village chief think?Actually asked him to join.

Qin Yaozu readily agreed.

Anyway, all the people in this village surrounded him, and he couldn't do anything to him, so he wanted to see what tricks they wanted to play!
Since the plants on the entire planet have died strangely, people's daily work is to find food, and all the modern facilities in the past have been put on hold.

The village chief patted the loudspeaker with his hand, and finally it came back to normal. He gave two sound tests, and only after seeing that there was no problem, he began to speak officially.

"Villagers, it's Sunday again, and we have to face painful choices again. I think you should be tired of hearing this, so I won't say much. Then, let's start drawing lots."

After the village chief finished speaking, a skinny woman took out a bamboo tube from the house and shook it and handed it to him.

He randomly took one from the bamboo tube and passed it to the next person.

There are a total of 115 people in this village, but only 103 people were present.

Qin Yaozu quickly scanned the surroundings with his eyes, and found that the people surrounded were all adults.

It seems that none of those children participated in this meeting.

Qin Yaozu withdrew his thoughts and looked at the people in Daping.

They sat in a big circle on stools.

The bamboo tube was passed quickly in their hands, and everyone looked extremely nervous, as if something bad would happen in the next second.

Qin Yaozu was confused and was about to ask a question when a man who had just pulled out a bamboo stick from the bamboo tube suddenly slipped off his chair.

He looked at the bamboo stick in his hand, couldn't believe it, and kept saying impossible, impossible.

The people sitting on both sides of the man wanted to go over to see what was going on, but when they saw the man's crazy appearance, they immediately sat back.

The other people sitting in the chairs didn't move either, and there was a gleam of pity in their eyes.

"Man, man, why are you crying?" The village head stood up, walked in front of the man and shouted.

Hearing what the village chief said, the man cried even louder.

"Master Village Chief, I don't want to die."

"My child is still so young, what should she do if I die?"

The village chief said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, we will take good care of her. It's the same sentence, as long as there is only one person left in this village, we have to raise a few babies."

Qin Yaozu always felt strange looking at the scene in front of him.

After a while, he suddenly reacted.

People in this village actually judge life and death by drawing lots!

But, he is alive and well, why should he die?
The atmosphere in the whole space became more and more dignified, Qin Yaozu sat upright, his muscles became more and more tense.

Not right.

Not right.

They don't draw lots for life and death, but draw lots to decide who will be the food!
After thinking this through, Qin Yaozu decided to leave the village.

He disagreed with the custom.

The man's emotions were gradually appeased by the village head, and the people around him got up and continued to persuade him with a few words.

Qin Yaozu had retreated to the end of the crowd at this time.

Just as he was about to leave secretly, the voice of the village head suddenly appeared in the air.

"Mr. Qin, you are very lucky. It happens to be Sunday in our village. Someone will offer a sacrifice later. Do you want to observe it?"

Qin Yaozu paused, turned around and said, "No, I'm not very interested in this aspect."

The village chief: "How about it? Since you have stayed in our village, you have to abide by the rules of our village."

"I think you should have heard the saying, do as the Romans do!"

Qin Yaozu grinned and said, "Oh, I've heard that you do as the Romans do, but I didn't decide to stay in your village, so I'm not interested in your customs."

The village chief was very sorry. The man in front of him was so strong. If he could be kept, the people in the village could live for another half a month, and one less person in the village could be sacrificed, but it just couldn't be done.

Maybe the message in his eyes was too strong, the man who had drawn the death lottery suddenly rushed over.

He pointed at Qin Yaozu and shouted: "Since you don't want to join our village, then just become our food!"

Qin Yaozu smiled. He took out the dagger from the bracelet space and asked slowly while playing with it: "Oh, do you think you have that kind of ability?"

Everyone present was shocked when Qin Yaozu conjured a dagger out of thin air.

They opened their mouths wide, unable to believe what they had just seen.

For some reason, the village chief suddenly remembered what happened yesterday.

No way?No way?
This man named Qin Yaozu can't tell the truth, can he?
Everyone dared not speak, Qin Yaozu was satisfied.

He took out the lighter from the bracelet space to play with it again, and then put it back as fast as he could.

"You mortals, do you still want to keep me?" Qin Yaozu asked the man in a cold voice, condescending.

Pretentious or something, mainly depends on the momentum, his face straightened, full of domineering.

The unlucky ghost who had drawn the death lottery was shocked. He immediately shook his head, his face was terrified, his knees were weak, and he fell to his knees.

The man burst into tears and begged loudly: "Immortal, are you an immortal? Immortal, save me, I don't want to die, my daughter is still young, I am going to die, what should she do?"

His pleading seemed to wake up the people nearby who were also shocked, and they all prostrated themselves on the ground, shouting for help from the immortal.

Qin Yaozu originally intended to frighten the aborigines so that they could leave without bloodshed, but he did not expect to achieve this effect.

The village head also knelt down.

Not only did he kneel down, but he also grabbed Qin Yaozu's trousers, his expression more humble than that of the villagers.

"Mr. Qin, don't be angry. I didn't know Taishan yesterday and misinterpreted what you said, but I woke up. I beg the gods to take me and take us. We really can't live any longer."

It was also the first time for Qin Yaozu to encounter this kind of situation, and he really didn't know how to deal with it for a while. He pondered for a moment, and then pretended to be compassionate and said: "However, in the journey of cultivating immortality, you can't rush into it, and pay attention to chance. I've seen all of them, and none of them are suitable."

The village chief didn't believe it: "How is it possible? We have more than 100 people here? Don't you think you can see any of them?"

Qin Yaozu: "Yes, I don't like it."

The village head quickly answered: "Mr. Qin, no, no, Immortal Qin, you are new here, and there are still many people who don't recognize you all. I can introduce you one by one. There must be a suitable ninja."

Qin Yaozu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, this lie was too big, and it was almost impossible to come back.

He could only gritted his teeth and said, "No, I observed secretly when I entered the village yesterday. Don't drag me any more. I'm leaving."

When the village chief heard Qin Yaozu say he was going to leave, he hugged him even tighter: "No, no, no, Immortal Qin, look again, even if we adults don't have your fancy, what about the child?"

"There are several children in our village, you must not have seen them all."

"I'm going to call them out now, palm eye."

His words made everyone cry.

"Yes, Immortal Qin, please save our child!"

"They are still so young, they must have talent."

"Save them, Immortal Qin."

Qin Yaozu was surrounded by the aborigines, which can be said to be impenetrable.

Probably because he was afraid that he would leave, there were several people hanging on his lap, hugging each of them tightly.

He regretted it a little.

If I had known earlier, I would not have told such a big lie.

If these aborigines wanted to keep him with violence, Qin Yaozu could deal with them, but they lowered their stance and begged.

Qin Yaozu had no choice but to nod his head, agreeing to look at the children's bones.

Hearing his response, the village head was very happy: "Hurry up, hurry up, go and hug Meiya first, I think she should be able to be admired by Qin Xianren."

The unlucky ghost who had drawn the death lottery nodded repeatedly, got up from the ground, and quickly ran towards his home.

Other families with children also ran back one after another.

At this time, a man as thin as a hemp stick approached the village chief and whispered, "Master village chief, can we still do today's sacrifice?"

The village chief scolded: "What are you doing? Didn't you see that Immortal Qin was there? He must be able to find a way to keep us alive."

He was talking, turned his head to look at Qin Yaozu, and smiled flatteringly: "Is it? Immortal Qin?"

"What is it? I told you that you have no chance to cultivate immortality, so whether you live or die has nothing to do with me." Qin Yaozu said impatiently.

The people in this village are bullying and afraid of the hard, they can bend and stretch, and they are used to climbing up the ladder. If it weren't for seeing how sincere they are to their children, Qin Yaozu would not have dealt with them much.

The village chief got a cold stare and didn't care. He continued to nod and bowed: "Immortal Qin, let's leave here first, and we'll come back after they bring the children over."

Qin Yaozu: "No need, just wait here."

The village head did not give up: "Immortal Qin, none of them have eaten enough, and they walk slowly. You have to wait for a long time when they come over. I still have a few sun-dried mud cakes with a little bit of food in them." Salt tastes good."

Qin Yaozu is not stupid.

Naturally, he understood the meaning inside and outside the words of the village chief.

It's nothing more than wanting to arouse his compassion for the villagers, and then, wanting to teach them to cultivate immortals.

But, that's impossible.

Because Qin Yaozu himself doesn't know how to cultivate immortality.

Seeing that Qin Yaozu couldn't be persuaded, the village chief had no choice but to give up.

He turned his head and scolded: "Dahuang, what do you think you are doing standing here? Hurry up and bring a stool for Qin Xianren to sit down."

The man named Rhubarb hurriedly set off and picked the most beautiful chair from among the many chairs and moved it over.

He kept wiping the chair with his sleeve, and when he felt that there was no dust at all, he said humbly: "Okay, Immortal Qin, sit down."

(End of this chapter)