Siheyuan: Starting from Building a Village

(Parallel world, please do not bring it into reality)

(Any similarity is purely unfortunate)

In July 18, a flood hit Henan Province. Liu Guozheng, who had just celebrated his birthday, encountered a major change in his life. His mother and brother were washed away by the flood one after another, and their lives were unknown. His father died on the front line of flood control. That day, he had just celebrated his th birthday.

The flood did not crush the Central Plains people's love for life and hope. The villagers suppressed their grief and began to build a new home.

The busy life took away the longing for deceased relatives. Half a year passed in the blink of an eye, and 1959 arrived with expectations for the coming year.

However, suffering has never spared the hardworking people of this land, and the continued drought has dealt them another heavy blow.

Autumn is supposed to be a harvest season, but it became the beginning of their departure from their hometown. In order to survive, Liu Guozheng and his fellow villagers had to embark on the road of fleeing famine.

We stopped and walked, stumbled, and begged along the way. There were some kind-hearted people who would give us something to eat, but not much. After all, most people these days couldn't get enough to eat, and having something to eat was a good life.

Eating grass roots and tree bark was normal. Although those things were not tasty, they could at least trick the stomach. As for whether they could be digested, that was not a consideration.

After more than two months of arduous journey, we finally arrived at the capital of Xia Kingdom on September 25, 1959, the so-called capital of the Emperor and the best place to live.

It is said that a military parade will be held on October 1st. For safety reasons, all refugees are prohibited from entering the city. They will be resettled on the spot and dispersed as much as possible to the suburbs and remote suburbs of the capital.

Liu Guozheng was resettled in the resettlement site in the Jingxi mining area.

They will be repatriated to their hometowns after the National Day, because there is really no way to accommodate so many disaster victims in Beijing. Those who do not want to return to their hometowns can be sent to the Great Northern Wilderness, the Northwest and other places.

After learning about the policy, Liu Guozheng ate his first hot meal in many days with great worry: corn porridge.

This was also the last meal of the predecessor.

For some unknown reason, Liu Guozheng fell asleep after taking a nap after dinner.

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May 1, 2024

A community in a city in Henan Province, China.

Liu Guozheng fell asleep in front of the computer.

In his dream, he entered a world, which was the game world he had played for a year, a world the size of the earth.

In one year, he accumulated a huge amount of resources, all of which were stored in the supply station, including 20 billion tons of grain, 20 billion tons of pig iron, and 20 billion cubic meters of timber.

Two hundred million soldiers were recruited and trained in the barracks building.

The manufacturing plant and research institute were idle at the time, with no gaming equipment being manufactured and no gaming skills being researched.

There are also grain fields, mines and forests, all of which can be harvested with one click. The supplies currently in the baggage station are equivalent to one year's output.

Liu Guozheng was very excited. With these supplies, he would have a chance to turn over and realize his dream of lying flat at the same time.

With excitement, Liu Guozheng opened his game backpack again. There were not many things in it, just three items.

Magic seeds, endless fountains and compensation packages.

Everyone has a curiosity, and Liu Guozheng is no exception. Not to mention that the name of the seed was actually: Magic Seed. He immediately decided to plant this so-called magical seed in the game world. He wanted to see how magical this seed was.

The moment he got the seeds, Liu Guozheng subconsciously bit his finger and dripped blood on the seeds.

After the blood dripped onto the seeds, something strange happened.

The seed broke out of its shell and grew several monster tentacle-like roots, one of which directly pierced Liu Guozheng's bleeding finger.

"Oh my god, I got caught."

As a large amount of blood flowed into the seed, Liu Guozheng's consciousness gradually became blurred.

In a trance, he turned into a tree. The supply station, barracks, manufacturing plant, research institute, and game backpack were all swallowed up by him one by one.

Time becomes meaningless at this moment.

Until a golden leaf fell into Liu Guozheng's palm.

Consciousness gradually began to become clear.

At the same time another memory came to mind.

...............

Xiaguo

Sijiucheng

Temporary resettlement site in Jingxi mining area

"I go!"

After receiving the information in his mind, Liu Guozheng was truly sure that he had traveled through time.

Where can I find the truth in this?

Didn’t you just fall asleep while playing a game?

This is the whole time travel.

It can be said that the time travel happened for no reason and silently.

It was really unexpected that he, who was nearly forty years old, would catch up with the trend of time travel, if time travel can be considered a trend.

Once upon a time, Liu Guozheng also fantasized about traveling through time and becoming like the protagonist in a novel, either an ancestor or a royal noble. However, he ended up traveling through time and arrived in the late 1950s, a controversial era.

But psychologically speaking, if he had a choice, he really wouldn't want to travel back to this era.

This era is said by many people who have not experienced it to be the best era in history. It is an era when the people are the masters of the country, workers have the highest status, and farmers have the best reputation.

But they seem to have forgotten that this was also the worst era, especially in the 1950s and 1960s, when people could starve to death even if they grew their own crops.

Although my predecessor did not die of starvation, it was almost the same.

Thanks to the first law of time travel: the law of duplicate names, Liu Guozheng no longer has to adapt to a new name.

"They come, the security."

I comforted myself.

Now that I'm here, I can't die again. Why not try and see if I can go back?

To be honest, Liu Guozheng didn't dare to try.

There is always a chance of something happening.

Since it cannot be changed, we can only accept it.

Anyway, I am alone and have no worries.

Before crossing over, I wasn't doing well, and my life was a mess. Maybe if I live in a different place, I'll have unexpected gains? Of course, the premise is that I have to survive.

Staying alive should, perhaps, not be difficult.

Liu Guozheng was unsure.

This is the legendary three difficult years. Even if we get through these three years, there will be even bigger (disasters) waiting for us.

If you want to survive, you must first change.

Especially when it comes to speaking, if you say one wrong word, it will bring you a lot of trouble, and you may even be lucky enough to eat peanuts.

I have already ruined one account. If I am lucky enough to start a new one, I should try to be as cautious as possible.

If you want to survive, the best way is to move to the city, find a job, settle down, and wait and see for the next 20 years.

From what I can think of, this one is a bit difficult.

There are too many people fleeing famine. This is just the beginning and there will be more to come.

The city of Beijing simply cannot accommodate so many people, unless one has a skill.

"Ugh!"

Liu Guozheng sighed. His predecessor was just like himself, without any special skills.

There is another way, which is to go into the mountains. After all, the mountains are rich in resources and it is easier to find food.

As for going into the mountains to hunt, it's just something I can only think about.

For someone who has lived in the plains for two lifetimes, hunting is just a word.

These are things that ordinary people may think of, but Liu Guozheng is no ordinary person.

He is a time traveler.

The greatest reliance of a time traveler is not foresight, but the system and planting space obtained after the time travel.

When he saw the faint trace of ginkgo leaf in the palm of his left hand, Liu Guozheng was sure that the game world he entered in his dream was real.

Looking at the ginkgo leaf-shaped mark in the palm of his hand, Liu Guozheng suppressed the urge to find out what was going on.

Let’s find a way to leave the resettlement site first.