Mythic Three Kingdoms: My Entry Infinitely Improves

Chapter 7 Grey Shards
"Kill a cow with one punch! That's a great entry."

"According to this, Tie Zhu should definitely be regarded as a humanoid beast now, right?"

"The ferocious beast may be a little too much, but it's no problem to count him as a human-shaped black bull."

"Strength is definitely not enough. If you really want to talk about it, the difference is a little poor in endurance."

Qin Yu looked at the sturdy man in front of him like an iron tower, and it would be a lie if he said he was dissatisfied.

"It's a pity that among forty people, only Tie Zhu has this special entry. It would be great if there were a few more."

"It can only be said that the original starting point of these villagers is really too low. If this can give me a group of strong men, I'm afraid I can give them a little bit of improvement and become superhuman!"

When Qin Yu thought of the scene where he was followed by a group of humanoid tanks, meeting gods and killing gods, and meeting Buddhas and Buddhas, Qin Yu couldn't help but throbbed in his heart.

But he quickly put aside the conjecture in his heart.

"It's not hard to find someone with a strong body and a higher starting point. For me now, the most important thing is that my own strength is not enough."

"The entries I made are all entries with high growth potential. They must be very strong in the later stage, but compared with these entries that directly and unreasonably improve physical fitness, the early stage is a bit too weak."

"If you really find such a group of people, it's hard to guarantee that they will have other thoughts in their hearts."

"It's still good as it is now."

"It's okay to have a low starting point, the fear is disloyalty."

"Now these villagers are in awe of me. I just need to slowly increase their strength in the future."

"These people will be what I rely on to gain a firm foothold in this world in the future!"

Qin Yu led the crowd, and quickly left the village, heading towards the two thousand mu of poor land that Wang Qi allocated to them.

In today's world, Qin Yu can almost understand it.

There is the imperial court at the top, the aristocratic family in the middle, and the powerful gentry in the bottom. They have already honed their proficiency in the oppression methods of these low-level people.

If I give you a bowl of rice ration, there will be no more than half a bowl.

The better fields have already been carved up by these people.

It's poll tax and all kinds of corvee, although Wang Qi made things difficult for him.

But as far as Taipingdao is concerned, the situation is actually roughly the same, not bad.

Anyway, it is still 182 years, and there are still two years before the Yellow Turban Uprising.

Taipingdao is not without the participation of those powerful landlords, and they naturally contributed a lot of land.

But there is never too much food.

In addition to Wang Qi's making things difficult, the [-] mu of poor land allocated to Qin Yu, he opened his mouth and counted it as the output of the [-] mu of middle-aged land.

Even if Qin Yu wanted to go to the people of Taiping Dao to discuss the injustice, it would be useless.

No matter how you say it, Wang Qi is a handsome little Fang Qu.

In the end, it was inevitable that it would be the result of saying he was negligent and punishing himself with three cups.

Without this difficulty, and Wang Qi's embarrassment, Qin Yu can imagine what kind of situation he will face in the future.

At that time, if Wang Qi came directly with his confidants to level them up, and finally threw out a sentence of "rogue bandits" lightly, who would say anything?
The small mu in the Han Dynasty was actually not that big.

It is said that a strong laborer can cultivate almost [-] mu of land.

Calculated according to Qin Yu's standard before crossing, this small mu is about 0.22 mu.

This is still based on the plowed fields and the availability of cattle.

The situation Qin Yu is facing now is that there are no cattle for farming, and it has been deserted for several years. The poor land that no one has planted, and there are only more than forty of them, and there are not many strong laborers. It is impossible to complete the task that Wang Qi set for him.

At that time, if he didn't obey the above order, Qin Yu would be punished incomparably miserable.

But these are calculated according to Qin Yu's previous situation.

Now, although there are still many difficulties for Qin Yu to face, they are not so many.

Especially when Qin Yu looked at the scattered fragments floating on the two thousand acres of land in front of him, he really laughed.

"White shards!"

"The white shard I've been wanting to find is actually here!"

Qin Yu took a careful look, and then he was sure.

In these two thousand acres of land, on average, there is only one white fragment floating on a hundred acres of land.

The white fragment floated right in the middle of the hundred acres of land.

It is about three meters high from the ground.

The fragments were enveloped in bubbles like soap bubbles, floating quietly.

Qin Yu also checked with Wang Ergou next to him.

With so many eerie debris floating in the air, it was impossible for them to ignore them all.

The only explanation is that these fragments can only be seen by oneself.

Qin Yu strolled to directly below a white fragment.

He took the hoe in his hand and poked at the soap bubble outside the white debris above his head.

Not surprisingly.

Although the soap bubble looks very thin, it is extremely tough.

Qin Yu didn't have the ability to pierce the soap bubbles.

He turned his head, looked at Tie Zhu and Wang Ergou beside him, and said, "You two, look at this place, yes, that's right, it's about ten feet from the ground, and then give me a hard knock."

"Knock?" Wang Ergou was taken aback.

He is not as brainless as Tie Zhu.

This place obviously looks like there is nothing, how could it be a knock?

But he didn't think much of it.

"The village head is a god, and there must be a reason for gods to do things. How can I, a mortal, understand?"

"I knock!"

Wang Ergou rounded the hoe in his hand and knocked it in the direction Qin Yu pointed.

There was only a whistling sound from the hoe in the air, and then it hit the ground heavily.

"Come on, look at me!" Tie Zhu was a fool, he didn't even think about the things that Wang Ergou thought about before.

He swung the hoe in his hand sharply.

The hoe in his hand immediately tore through the air, making a sharp whistling sound, and then he hammered the whole hoe deeply into the somewhat hard ground under his feet.

"Village chief, is this okay?"

Qin Yu nodded, and he said: "Okay, you two go back first, put all the hoes together, and wait for me to pass."

Then he raised his head, and swung his hoe lightly, hitting the air bubble.

The hoe leaned obliquely directly on the bubble, without any intention of piercing through it.

Seeing Qin Yu's hoe leaning against the air like this, all the villagers looked at each other in shock.

(End of this chapter)