A master of supernatural powers who started from low martial arts

Chapter 4
  In this way, Lu Yuan temporarily settled down and sat in the resettlement area on the north side of the city wall with most of the victims, waiting silently.

More than an hour passed, and it was afternoon.

Sure enough, as the previous city guard general said, the heavy city gate was suddenly opened, and bags of food were transported out under the guard of the city guards. Then a group of subordinate officials with many people were on the spot on the side of the city gate. Several porridge sheds were set up and pots were set up to cook porridge.

The victims, who had been hungry and dizzy for a long time, suddenly started to commotion, but groups of heavily armed soldiers stood there and no one dared to cross them. They could only crane their necks and look around, swallowing their saliva.

After waiting for a long time.

Towards evening, the porridge shed was finally ready, and the former general who defended the city appeared again, leading hundreds of soldiers and starting to arrange for the victims to line up to receive the porridge.

There was a slight commotion in the queue at first, with some victims eager to get in line at the front. However, after more than a dozen rapid cracks of whips and screams, the team immediately became more disciplined and orderly.

The victims came in from the east and came out from the west. The victims in the front were very grateful after receiving the porridge, and drank it in small sips as they walked, until they even licked the bowl clean.

After queuing in the crowd for a long time, Lu Yuan finally received a large spoonful of gruel in the broken bowl he had been carrying.

There was only a little bit of rice in this spoonful of porridge, the rest was bran and even gravel, which was barely enough to fill my stomach.

According to Jin Ting's early disaster relief regulations, the porridge cooked in the porridge shed must be inserted into chopsticks without falling over, and some vegetable leaves and oil must be added, but this is obviously a myth on paper.

Lu Yuan didn't care at all. After receiving the porridge, he walked out of the team and drank it in three gulps. Then he found a secluded place in the resettlement area and quietly activated the [Art of Taking Food].

With the activation of this technique, he could clearly feel that the rice bran in his abdomen was rapidly digested, turning into a stream of heat and integrating into his internal organs, making his whole body warm.

"Sure enough, digesting grains, even bran, will provide you with much more nutrients than eating soil."

Lu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief after finally eating decent food after more than half a month.

It's so pitiful that he had to eat dirt for half a month. Even if he had the ability to take food, he still couldn't bear it.

You can digest anything once you use the art of taking food, but in comparison, the higher the nutritional value of the food, the better the nourishing effect will be.

For example, eating grains is definitely better than eating soil, and eating meat or even tonics like ginseng and polygonatum will definitely have better effects than ordinary grains.

Also.

His current ability to take food is only at the lowest level.

According to the information conveyed by the Heavenly Book, the seventy-two techniques of Disha are divided into four levels according to the degree of mastery: human, earth, heaven, and divine.

Man, earth, and heaven can probably be regarded as elementary, intermediate, and advanced, while Tongshen represents the perfection of this technique, which can be transformed into real magical powers and condense the results of magical channels.

Lu Yuan didn't know what the Dao Fruit was, but he thought it must be something extraordinary. However, he hadn't even started cultivating immortality yet, so he was obviously far away from this level, so there was no need to think too much about it for the time being.

Just like that, he ate another Guanyin cake to pad his stomach, and rested silently, waiting for night to fall.

At night.

The night falls, and the sky becomes dark.

The city gates of Fengyang Mansion were closed again, and the subordinate officials and yamen who had been serving porridge and all the soldiers who maintained order also returned to the city.

Seeing that it was the middle of the night, Lu Yuan quietly stood up among the crowd of victims, carefully crossing one obstacle after another to the base of the city wall, observing all the way to see if there were any loopholes to exploit.

What's interesting is that there are many victims who have the same idea as him.

In the darkness, at least a hundred victims in the resettlement area climbed up quietly and followed them around the edge of the city wall.

The final result was, of course, that everyone returned without success.

Fengyang Mansion was, after all, the capital city of the land, and the city walls were constantly being repaired, so it was impossible for them to leave obvious loopholes to exploit. Lu Yuan had no choice but to return to the resettlement area without finding anything, frowning.

Nowadays, there are constant natural and man-made disasters. Fengyang government cannot always provide food relief. It will take at most three to five days to come up with ways to resettle people. They will definitely not be able to stay here for too long.

If they are re-registered, immigrated to save millet, or forced to open up wasteland in a place where birds don't poop, it will be a big trouble.

"Wait for two more days. If it still doesn't work, leave here and go somewhere else!"

Unlike other disaster victims, Lu Yuan has mastered the art of taking food and can survive by eating dirt and grass. The world is actually huge and he can conquer it.

If you can't get into Fengyang Mansion, you can go to other nearby counties.

In this era of natural and man-made disasters and rampant bandits, traveling alone was dangerous, but in such a situation, he had no choice but to prepare in advance.

In the blink of an eye, the night passed.

To Lu Yuan's surprise, things turned around earlier than he expected.

Just early the next morning, not long after the city gate was opened, there was a burst of noise among the victims on the north side of the resettlement area.

Lu Yuan looked around and found that the area was close to the city gate and was surrounded by flood victims. There were also a large number of victims rushing there, not knowing what was going on.

The porridge shed was only open at noon and evening. Without saying a word, he immediately hurried over and squeezed into the crowd relying on his physical strength that was better than that of ordinary people.

It turned out that upon learning of the arrival of the disaster victims, many large households and even people in the city took notice and went out to buy people.

In recent years, the Jin Dynasty has officially banned human trafficking, but the nobles of the Jin clan have taken the lead in ignoring it, making this law no more than an empty letter.

In the years of famine, people can be said to be cheaper than animals. Whether it is the wealthy households in the city or the dental industry, they will buy people and sell them as slaves.

At this moment, the housekeepers of large households and Ren Yazi were patrolling the victims in the resettlement area under the protection of the city guards;

Upon learning of their intentions, many victims not only refused to hide, but also eagerly brought their half-grown children forward for selection. If they were not chosen, they even cried out and begged.

After all, in these days, even the dogs raised by wealthy families are not short of food. If your children can be sold to these families, not only the children will survive, but the rest of the family will also survive.

In comparison, what does being a slave mean?
  This scene made Lu Yuan shake his head.

Selling yourself as a slave was a way to get into the city, but life and death depended on your master's family.

His golden finger is far from reaching the end of his life, so naturally he will not debase himself as a slave and do this.

But I am preparing to go back and think of another solution.

Not far away, another place where disaster victims gathered caught his attention.

He stepped forward, squeezed through the crowd, and then saw a simple platform set up with wooden boxes among the crowd. A fierce man wearing brocade clothes with tattoos on his wrists, and several powerful thug-like men. The subordinate was standing on the stage and said loudly:
  ".so that you can know that our Qinglong Gang has three thousand members in Fengyang Mansion, making it the largest gang in the city!"

"We, the Qinglong Gang Beitang Bo Theater, are currently recruiting people. We require healthy young men between eighteen and thirty. We don't want the sick and disabled!"

"After joining the gang, I will immediately give you two silver dollars as a settlement fee, and you will be provided with wine and meat. If you dare to fight and fight, you will be able to eat well and drink hot food. Women can do whatever they want!"

"If you want to join the gang, just come up to the stage, hold on to this hundred-jin iron lock for ten breaths, and you will be selected!"

"Say it in advance. If you join a gang, you will have to bleed and fight for your life. Don't come here if you are a coward without courage!"

Qinglong Gang?
  Are you recruiting thugs?
  When Lu Yuan in the crowd heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up.

(End of this chapter)