Three Kingdoms: I rely on system loopholes to survive

Although he didn't know why Zhong Ping suddenly wanted a few pairs of ducks, Guo Yuan still picked out five or six for Zhong Ping while buying the cold cakes, and the hunter helped carry them to Zhong Ping's yard.

Knowing that Zhong Ping had gone to the mountain to check on the stone mine and would not be able to return in time for a while at night, Guo Yuan was afraid that these ducks tied with hemp ropes would be left unattended, so he kindly untied the restraints on their flat beaks and webbed claws. Unexpectedly, the wild birds were untamable, or perhaps out of fear, they chased Guo Yuan and started nagging.

When Zhong Ping returned home late at night, he saw duck feathers all over the ground, scattered coriander leaves, and Guo Yuan who was holding the corner of his clothes and struggling with the wild duck.

The scene was really funny. Zhong Ping subconsciously wanted to close the door and go back in, but was stopped by Guo Yuan's cry for help.

Guo Yuan had never known that this wild bird could have such fighting power. He was exhausted by being chased by Daopu, and when he saw Zhong Ping, he felt like he saw a savior. He patted his clothes to drive away the ducks and hid behind Zhong Ping.

Before Zhong Ping had time to feel sorry for his coriander field, he looked up and saw five or six adult wild ducks flying towards him. His retreat was blocked by Guo Yuan. The feeling at that moment was indescribable.

Fortunately, Guo Yuan had consumed the wild ducks' physical strength for several hours, and Zhong Ping's charm was sufficient, so he did not let Zhong Ping experience the embarrassment of "King Qin circling the pillar". He successfully tied the ducks in pairs at the base of their wings with hemp ropes and drove them to the other side far away from the coriander field.

"Bo Heng, I'm going to help Gong You deal with the hidden household issues these two days. Remember to eat on time. What's the point of only having a proper meal at noon every day? Not eating much during the day and then craving for cold cakes in the middle of the night is not a way to keep healthy!"

Guo Yuan didn't plan to stay and drink cold tea, and he gave Zhong Ping some worried instructions.

When he was in Xudu in the past, he and Zhong Ping got along like ordinary brothers. Perhaps because of Zhong Ji's supervision, Zhong Ping had a regular meal every day. Although the dishes looked bland, they were indeed beneficial to the health of the body and mind. How could he have been so careless like he is now?

Guo Yuan couldn't help but think more, and unknowingly, his attitude towards Zhong Ping revealed a sense of worry similar to that of an elder.

"It's just that I'm not used to the local food yet, and there are so many things to do."

Zhong Ping didn't care much. He could feel the concern and worry in Guo Yuan's words, so he smiled and said, "After a while, when the sluice gate is built, I will pay attention to my diet."

Guo Yuan sighed and looked at Zhong Ping's face carefully. He saw that Zhong Ping's eyes were bright and although his cheeks were a little thin, he was full of blood. He felt somewhat relieved. He also thought that Zhong Ping was quite interested in wild birds now, and it was naturally a good thing for him to have a taste for them. So he took a step to say goodbye.

Zhong Ping stood alone in the yard. The night breeze was cool, but it did not remove the dampness and heat much. The stars in the sky were shining. Zhong Ping had been the Grand Historian, so he could recognize the Canopus at a glance. He looked at the stars one by one for a long time before he realized belatedly that he had not yet retracted the smile on his lips.

When he lowered his head and saw the mess on the ground, the corners of his mouth, which were slightly upturned, completely fell.

If it were daytime, whether he was climbing a mountain or crossing a river with Huoqiu Li Meng and others, no matter how rugged the terrain was, or how many blisters and thick calluses he had on his feet, Zhong Ping would not feel tired or hungry. He always seemed to be energetic and even a little excited, and even his thinking seemed to be extremely smooth.

But when I returned to my residence late at night and locked the gate, it seemed as if all the energy I had consumed during the day was washed away like a landslide, and I became a little numb. At this time, my reactions to people and things seemed to be delayed.

Zhong Ping often thinks of eating at this time, but he only "thinks that he should do this thing" and cannot tell whether he feels hungry. Sometimes Zhong Ping also feels that it is unnecessary.

Since he had a life hack and would not die before the time shown on the system bar, eating or not seemed to be a trivial matter. Just like when he was talking to Guo Yuan just now, because he knew that Guo Yuan's words were out of concern, Zhong Ping remembered that he should smile. This reaction was not right. Zhong Ping had felt that his emotional reactions were sometimes strange a long time ago.

The most abnormal one should be traced back to the first time he guarded Chang'an. Fang Meng was the first person he met and died in front of him... At that time, he could still tease Zhang Ji and even blurt out jokes.

But Zhong Ping thought about it and felt that even if he realized that there was something wrong with his emotions at that time, it would probably not be much better now, right?
The lights were turned on in the room. Zhong Ping took out the mineral resource distribution map from the system column and compared it with the map on the desk with various marks drawn on it. The two maps were thousands of years apart, and their reference value was not as great as Zhong Ping had thought at first, but it was better than nothing.

The mineral resource distribution map provided by the system shows that Wuzhou has rich iron ore resources, and the Wuzhou of later generations is the current Cangwu. This is enough. The cement preparation method that Zhong Ping copied from the system reward a few days ago is placed in the upper right corner of the map.

There is still no lifespan in the rewards given by the system this time. Apart from the cement formula that just scratches the surface of my itch, the remaining books are of no use for the time being.

Zhong Ping did not feel disappointed. Now he basically used the system as a clock or a trash can for his late-night emotions. When he did not see the lifespan bonus, he even felt a sense of relief.

When I think about it carefully, I always thought that there might be hope to go home, so I looked forward to the life package rewarded by the system. But now I know that it is just a fantasy, and I am not very enthusiastic about the so-called system rewards.

"I have drawn a rough sketch of the sluice, but it is simple to draw on paper. If it is really built, what if it cannot successfully drain the floodwater during the rainy season?"

Zhong Ping couldn't help feeling anxious and subconsciously wanted to touch the small silver fish around his waist. Then he remembered that he had given both silver fish to the leading farmer when he left Xudu. He could only settle for the next best thing and scratched the hemp rope on his belt with his fingernails.

The first draft had been sent to Yangzhou, with Zheng Xuan and Cai Yong of the Qing Dynasty helping with guidance. However, Zhong Ping did not remember that these two teachers of his had ever been in charge of water conservancy affairs in history, so he could not be completely reassured.

Even though he had discussed it several times with the officials of Guangxin, several senior officials felt that building a sluice gate between the two mountains was feasible, and they all approved the draft plan proposed by Zhong Ping, but Zhong Ping just couldn't make up his mind to start building the sluice gate. To this day, he is still surveying the terrain and mining stone mines.

In the final analysis, it is just because Zhong Ping is becoming less and less confident and habitually buries too much pressure in his heart. If Zhong Ping is only allowed to come up with a strategy and not asked to be fully responsible for its implementation, perhaps it will be a good thing for him now. However, no one, including Zhong Ping, has realized this yet.

"According to the date, the teacher's letter should arrive tomorrow... The construction of the sluice must begin by the end of the month at the latest."

The various cloths piled up in a mess on the desk were rolled up flat, which made me miss my sleep at night. The ducks in the yard were quacking non-stop, which was really annoying. I didn't know whether the coriander field that was ruined could be saved... and there were two sachets of incense in the wooden box that could not be given away.

He lay on the couch with his clothes on, counting the seconds in his mind and watching the changes in the numbers representing time on the system panel. Occasionally, he talked to himself in the air. He knew that the system had not responded since the first update, but he still couldn't help saying things to the system that he would never tell anyone.

The light gradually came through the window, and Zhong Ping said "good morning" to the system in his heart.

The ducks in the yard finally became much quieter and stopped quacking non-stop. Zhong Ping wiped his face and walked into the yard. At least during the day, he would still be energetic and study how to save the coriander field that was more than half destroyed. No matter how you looked at it, he seemed normal.

(End of this chapter)