The growth strategy of the emperor who wears books

Wen Jue said, "Didn't you see that there were bugs in the water?" In fact, there were not only bugs, but the water was also obtained from nowhere, it was a muddy khaki color anyway.

It's just such a little bit of muddy water, and you still need to hide it like a baby?

The child looked down, and there was indeed a small black bug inside. He scooped it out with a wooden spoon on the bedside table, and planned to continue feeding it to the old man.

Wen Jue said, "Don't drink it, you will get sick if you drink this water."

The child said: "If we don't drink water, we will die."

Wen Jue suddenly fell silent, and after the silence, he told himself that this was just a book.

But thinking about it this way, I couldn't help slandering the author of this book in my heart.

Even if you want to take the path of misery, you can't write the protagonist so miserable.

"Ergou, who are you talking to?" The conversation between the two successfully attracted the attention of the person on the bed.

The old man struggled to open his eyes, but because he had been ill for a long time, his eyes were dizzy, so now Wen Jue became several dark shadows in his eyes, and he couldn't see what he looked like at all.

Wang Ergou said: "Grandpa, on the way back just now, I met... I got into some trouble, he helped me."

A nervousness flashed across the old man's old face: "What's the trouble?"

The child was probably afraid that the old man would be worried, so he didn't go into details, but when he saw that he couldn't do anything about it, he said in a relaxed tone: "The sun is too strong outside, so I took a little breath, but now I'm fine."

But when the old man heard the words, the frown between his brows was still a little deeper—in this severe drought, even an adult would not be able to withstand the fire if he went out, let alone a child. It's going to be a mess.

"It turned out to be the benefactor of my little beast. I won't say much about my old bones. Since you took his life, this little beast should repay you in the future!" The old man said in Wen Jue's direction, and then Looking at the child standing beside the bed holding water, "Ergou, do you understand what I said?"

"Yes, Grandpa, Ergou has made a note of it." Wang Ergou nodded obediently, and then said, "Grandpa, drink some water first, Ergou found something to eat, and I will cook it for you later. "

The old man took two sips of water from the broken porcelain bowl brought to his mouth, and then stopped.

Wang Ergou said: "Grandpa, can you drink more?"

The old man said: "You drink."

"Er Gou is not thirsty, Er Gou has already drunk it."

"Drink it if you want, why are there so many nonsense, chattering, not like a boy!" The old man breathed weakly, but his mouth was fierce, and he was not forgiving at all.

Standing by the side, Wen Jue listened to the conversation between the grandparent and grandson, and finally understood who did the hero learn from.

Those who are close to vermilion are red, and those who are close to ink are black. This is indeed true.

It seems that this little guy has learned ten percent of the essence of his grandfather.

Seeing the impatient expression on the old man's face, the child didn't dare to force it anymore. He carefully carried the half bowl of water to the kitchen, then pushed the sparks from the stove, lit the stove, and poured the half bowl of water into the pot to burn.

Wen Jue looked at the small kitchen, there was nothing there, and there was nothing to eat at all. The kid just said that he had found something to eat, but he stripped all the people, and there was nothing to eat on them. Ah, except for that rag suit and a little rag bag...

While in doubt, he watched the child take out the small cloth bag from his arms, then he tore off the elastic rope on the top, and poured out...a handful of uneven old tree roots and dead bark Son.

Wen Jue: "..." Could this be the food he found?

The child's next actions answered Wen Jue's doubts.

I saw Wang Ergou holding the light brown tree root, rubbing it carefully on his body, roughly wiped off the soil, and then put it in a small stone bowl for pounding.

The child was really weak, but after pounding for a while, bead-sized beads of sweat began to ooze from his forehead, and his hands began to tremble.

Wen Jue couldn't see it, and reached out and pressed the stone pestle in the child's hand: "Let me do it."

Probably the temperament of the country people is relatively rough, the child didn't treat him politely when he saw this, so he let go of the situation.

Although Wen Jue is also a sick person, compared to this skinny kid, he still has an absolute advantage in strength. He pounded it a dozen times, and the roots were broken, so he asked: "How far?"

The child took a look slightly on his feet, and said, "Let's make it thinner."

Wen Jue said, "What are you doing with this?" If he read correctly, this is just an ordinary shrub root, and it should not be a medicinal material for curing diseases.

The child said: "Grandpa can't eat hard ones, and mash them up and cook them, so they cook quickly and save water."

Wen Jue: "..." Gained knowledge!

A handful of shrub roots, smashed and cooked a small bowl of soup, even if this thing is really edible, it doesn't seem to be full, let alone sharing food between two people.

Wen Jue watched the child bring things to the bed, and when the old man asked what the child was eating, the child replied that the kitchen was still there, and his mood became a bit complicated.

Wen Jue thought of the handful of dry tree bark covered with cracks on the stove, and he actually felt that the boy's so-called kitchen was referring to that.

Wen Jue was born under the expectation of many people. Even if he lost his mother at birth, and his stepmother is not easy, he has never worried about food and clothing, even if he occasionally sees poverty in the media. In the life in the region, the food is not good, but he is not hungry no matter what, but what happened today has completely refreshed his worldview.

Maybe the content recorded in the ancient book I once read is really a historical fact.

Wen Jue had already forgotten that this was the world in the book, and suddenly his eyes felt a little dry, probably because he was smoked by the smoke in the small kitchen just now.

He touched the money bag that Nan Xi tied around his waist when he went out, and walked out of the room silently.

When he came over, he remembered that there were some people nearby, so they should be able to get something to eat!

But there is one thing Wen Jue neglected, that is, his current attire is too weird, and the people in this place are too vigilant, so that every time he knocks on the door of a house, the other party sees him , In the next second, he was shut out of the door with a bang.

Wen Jue raised his hand holding the money bag, touched his nose that was almost flattened by the door with his fingers, and had no choice but to turn around and leave.

It was noon in the blink of an eye, and the sun above his head became more and more fierce. The black cloak on Wen Jue's body was exposed to the scorching sun, and it turned into a big solar oven. He was so hot that he almost collapsed. He resisted for a while, but couldn't take it anymore. So I found a place under the shade of a tree to take a rest.

Wen Jue squeezed the hot money bag in his hand, and sighed helplessly.

Probably in this ghostly place where the birds don't shit, money is really not everything.

It's even a little incompetent!

Just as he was thinking this way, a bird called suddenly came from above his head. Wen Jue raised his head subconsciously, and saw a big lump of bird droppings hitting his face.

Seeing that the white thing was only an inch away from his face, Wen Jue knew that it was impossible to avoid it, but he still avoided it reflexively.

However, what he didn't expect was that he avoided it.

He actually avoided this distance?

Glancing at the lump of oligo that landed on the dry land, Wen Jue looked up at the sky again, and saw a big brown bird flapping its wings in the sky towards him with an "oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo calling.

Hearing the sharp cry, a black line flashed across Wen Jue's face, and the next second, he raised his hand and smashed out the money bag in his hand.

He just said that this place doesn't shit, so now, is this guy teaching him biology lessons with facts?

He originally threw the money bag just to vent his anger, but what he didn't expect was that when he made a move, the money bag flew out like a bullet, and when it fell, the big brown guy also fell. down.

Wen Jue looked at the big man who was throwing all his strength on the ground but couldn't fly, so he lowered his hand and pinched his arm hard.

The tingling let him know that he was not dreaming.

After being in the dark for a long time, Wen Jue suddenly remembered the situation when he avoided that lump of bird droppings just now.

The distance is so close, logically speaking, it is impossible for him to avoid it at all, but he avoided it.

And now, he even smashed the big bird down with his bare hands.

So is it because the world's setting of force value is too high, or is it just that the original owner of his body is full of force?

Just when he was puzzled, the voice of 110 rang in his ears at the right time: "Congratulations to the host for successfully unlocking the god-level kung fu, I wish the host a pleasant experience."

"This..." Wen Jue paused, "That's what you said, isn't it a failure?"

"Yes host."

For the first time, Wen Jue became curious about the so-called impenetrable attack that the little police cat said: "So what else can you do with this kung fu?"

"Unbreakable attack, as the name suggests: martial arts in the world, the only thing that can't be broken quickly, as long as the host has cultivated to a high level, no one can beat him. At that time, let alone killing one person in ten steps, even killing ten people in one step will be easy."

Wen Jue, who has already seen the magic of this system, has nothing to doubt about 110's ridiculous words, but: "You are a smart child from the new era of socialism, you can kill people without opening your mouth and closing your mouth." Is it?" This is too violent and too bloody!

"Once the system is activated, the sheriff will strictly follow the context of this world."

Sure enough, although he is human, he is not human after all, so there is nothing to talk about.

Wen Jue looked at the big guy on the ground, hesitated, walked over and picked him up together with the money bag.

"Since it's not a modern background, and you're not protected by the Wildlife Protection Law, I'll take you back to make pot soup." I heard that this is a great tonic. Maybe the old man recovered after eating it.

"Aw—" As if it understood Wen Jue's words, the thing opened its mouth and let out a long and shrill scream. Because its wings were pinched by Wen Jue, its claws kicked more and more violently in the air, and its eyes were wide open. Looking at Wen Jue, there seemed to be deep horror in his eyes!