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Chapter 31 Protoss Remnant
The tartary buckwheat field that Lin Shuang mentioned is a huge hole in the Wanku Forest. According to her description, there are thousands of square meters of land covered with tartary buckwheat. Because the temperature is slightly higher than the surface, This pothole has also become a gathering place for many wild animals in the Wanku Forest.

She's only been there once.

But just that one time, she almost lost her life because of a lynx.

According to her deduction, the predators in the pothole are definitely more than lynx, because she clearly saw the giant horned deer wandering in it.

Such herbivores are bound to attract predators higher up the food chain.

Therefore, to get food, you must first clean up all the beasts there.

This is not an easy job, and a long-term plan must be considered.

Thinking of this, Chen Jiu said:
"I will tell others about this matter. If it is determined to explore the tartary buckwheat field, I will tell you in advance."

"I understand. If necessary, I can go there again and see the situation first."

Lin Shuang replied.

Her tone was a little hesitant. After all, for her, the tartary buckwheat field was an extremely dangerous existence in the Ten Thousand Grottoes Forest. Even just getting close could put her in danger.
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But, deep down in her heart, she felt she had to.

Because in her opinion, the entire Xiahe Village owes a debt to the man in front of her and to his companion.

After all, his own clansmen killed his brother.

Chen Jiu didn't know what Lin Shuang was thinking, the first time he heard her proposal, he almost subconsciously refused:
"No, take your safety first, don't mess around."

Just kidding?
Lin Shuang's life is worthless, even the life of any villager in Xiahe Village is worthless, but the "+1" progress represented by each of their lives is very valuable!

I still count on these villagers to help me clear the indicators on the other side of the Shuanghe River. How can I let them die casually?

Seeing that Lin Shuang didn't respond, he continued to dissuade:

"In my hometown, a great man once said such a sentence: If you save people and lose land, all people and land will survive; if you save land and lose people, all people and land will be lost."

"On the red land, human life is the most precious thing. Without people, we can't do everything we want to do."

"So, we must not only guarantee the population, but also ensure that you people can play the best role."

"Like you, you are obviously not good at fighting. Instead of letting you take risks, you might as well stay and help us run this refugee camp. This is the best way to maximize your value."

Lin Shuang nodded slightly, and an inexplicable emotion rose in her heart.

On the bare earth, people are the most precious thing?
She had never heard such an argument since she was a child.

What is precious about a person?
A sudden hurricane, a descending beast, a plague, a period of hunger
Any one thing will take one or several lives, and no one will react to it.

No one thinks that human life is precious, on the contrary, everyone will regard human life as the most insignificant thing.

Otherwise, how could Xiahe Village drive these "refugees" out to die?
They just think that those grains are more precious than human life.
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That doesn't seem right either.

It should be said that they feel that the lives of some people are more precious than others.

But in the eyes of this man who claims to be a "leader", there seems to be no distinction between human life and inferiority.

And they did.

The best proof is that he is willing to risk himself, go out hunting to provide food for refugees regardless of the cost, and actively discourage himself.

Looking at the man's slightly shining eyes under the firelight, something seemed to be shaking in her heart.

So where do these people come from?
Why are their ideas completely different from those of the Chidi people they are familiar with?
"Do you... come from far away? What is your hometown like?"

she asked.

"Our hometown..."

Hearing this, Chen Jiu couldn't help being taken aback.

He didn't know whether he should mention the so-called hometown in front of this "NPC", after all, they didn't know about particle reconstruction system.

If you speak rashly, it may cause some unnecessary troubles.

However, what if it is in an ideal city that does not exist?

This may bring new hope or faith to Lin Shuang and other refugees.

After all, to survive in such a place, one cannot live without faith.

Rather than make them believe in something illusory, it is better to set them up a suitable idol.

He secretly established a connection with Shuanghe in his mind and asked for Shuanghe's opinion.

The answer Frost River gave was that doing so would increase the success rate of rebuilding Chidi by 2%.

So he stopped hesitating and said:
"My hometown is a...very nice place."

"No one would say that their hometown is not good, just like Xiahe Village, even if there is occasional resentment, you can't tolerate me saying that Xiahe Village is not good, right?"

"Now, though, I'm not trying to maintain it, but because, compared to here, my hometown is heaven."

"There, almost no one will go hungry or cold. As long as you work hard enough, you can earn a stable future with your own hands."

"There's even a well-established industrial and economic system out there that allows everyone to find their place and do what they're good at," he said.

"There, even if you are just an ordinary migrant worker—a person like the refugees in Xiahe Village now, you can have a bright future."

"Instead of struggling to work like here, just for a few pieces of poorly made jerky."

"Of course, that doesn't satisfy us either, our goal is for workers and farmers to actually stand up ... that's a bit of a stretch."

"There are countless types of food, advanced medicine, giant iron birds that can fly people in the sky, and trains that can run thousands of miles in an hour..."

"In short, it's a place where everyone can really live."

"Even if you are old, sick, or unable to work, someone will support you."

"We've fed a lot of poor people over the course of a few decades -- that's a feat."

"Actually, we also want to reproduce that grand event here, but we still need a lot of time."

Speaking of this, Chen Jiu pretended to sigh deeply.

He looked at Lin Shuang in front of him, trying to figure out what she was thinking.

On the other hand, Lin Shuang was already dumbfounded.

"Iron Bird. Did you mean an airplane?"

"You know about airplanes?"

Chen Jiu was shocked. He thought that the civilization of this world had been completely cut off. Could it be that there is still inheritance?

"I've heard that it is said that it is a giant elephant driven by the power of the gods, which allows people to cross the entire continent overnight."

Well, it's definitely broken.

"Almost, but the airplane is not the creation of the gods, but the crystallization of the wisdom of ordinary people."

Chen Jiu was not in the mood to explain too many details of pre-apocalyptic technology to Lin Shuang. After all, the more he talked, the more mistakes he made.

But even so, Lin Shuang was shocked enough.

There is such a fetish in his hometown.

In comparison, the sacred furnace in Xiahe Village is nothing at all, is it?
And...will they feed the poor?No one is starving or freezing?

On Chidi, Xiahe Village is considered a wealthy village, but even so, many people still starve to death every year.

If what he said is true, then his hometown is probably the only pure land on the Chidi, right?
"So where exactly is your hometown? What's it called?"

Chen Jiu was silent for a moment, then replied:

"Huaxia."

What he didn't expect was that after hearing his answer, Lin Shuang got up abruptly:

"Huaxia?!"

"Are you really the survivors of the Protoss?!"

(End of this chapter)