super gene phagocytosis

Chapter 3 Stealing Hearts?Stealing face thieves!
"Let's go out of the city first!" Jing Yue wandered around the city for a long time, but he really couldn't find anything to eat. There were restaurants, but Jing Yue didn't have a tael of silver on him, so it's strange that the waiter didn't drive him out.

It's not far from the city gate. After walking briskly for half an hour, he left the city gate smoothly.

The wheat in the field has already been harvested, the land has been plowed, and it is time for winter storage.Jing Yue knew that there must be no hope here.

It stands to reason that with the power of the gene devouring system, finding a forest devouring animal is definitely the best choice, but Jing Yue had already asked the old man last night, not to mention the forest around here, even finding a shrub is even more difficult.

The more Jing Yue thinks about it, the old man won't even be unable to eat if it is backed by a forest rich in resources.

"Brother, how far is it from the nearest village?"

Jing Yue rubbed his hands, and asked a soldier who was standing guard at the gate of the city.

"Not far, go west from here, three miles away is Xiangjia Village."

The soldier paused for a moment, as if he felt that Jing Yue's clothes were a bit strange, but when he saw Jing Yue's hair less than two centimeters, a flash of relief flashed in his eyes.

Parents whose body, hair and skin are affected, few people will shave their hair off before the very moment, and monks are the only exception.

"Thank you." Jing Yue thanked him, and after confirming the direction, he quickly ran towards Xiangjia Village.

What are you doing?Stealing food of course!
This world is similar to the ancient times of Huaguo, and this world is obviously still in the era of cold weapons. Not to mention the spiritual enjoyment, in terms of the quality of life, it is much worse than that on Sky Blue Star.

In the vicinity of Lincheng, many people eat once a day, or even once every two days. If things go on like this, most of them are short in stature, and even the soldiers standing guard at the city gate seem a little thin.

From the appearance, there are obvious differences. Jing Yue is confident that even if he doesn't know any fighting skills, as long as these soldiers don't use weapons, he can easily fight two.

This is also the most basic gap between the cold weapon era and modernization!
In Lincheng, Jing Yue didn't dare to steal things randomly. Once discovered, the soldiers in the city chased after him, and Jing Yue was 100% caught.

But in this village without soldiers outside the city, Jing Yue just let Jing Yue do his thing.

Of course, it's wrong to steal food from these poor people, but now, Jing Yue really has nothing to do.

"Steal some padding for your stomach, or you will really be the first traveler to starve to death." Jing Yue sighed, and the outline of Xiangjia Village could be vaguely seen.

Jing Yue walked around the periphery of the village and identified a family with thick earth walls as his target.

Such a family is likely to be better off in the village, and stealing a meal should not have a big impact on this family.

The earth wall was about 1.5 meters. Jing Yue found a stone to put under his feet, turned over lightly and entered the small courtyard.

He rubbed his hands, breathed hard on his hands, and slipped to the kitchen with a cat.

The owner of the house was nestling in the main room, covered with a quilt to keep warm, Jing Yue flashed past under the wall and ran into the kitchen smoothly.

Open the pot, the pot is empty.

Jing Yue didn't feel annoyed that there were no ready-made ones, he quickly opened a few earthen pots in the room, and soon found half a small jar of flour, which weighed about two catties.

Jing Yue looked around, poured the flour into another small jar, almost half of it was poured, Jing Yue stuffed the jar into his arms, and slipped out of the house again.

"Snapped!"

Accidentally knocked over a jar on the table, the jar fell from the air, and it shattered with a crisp sound.

"I'll go!" Jing Yue was startled, he didn't care about the cat and walked away, he ran out of the house with the jar in his arms.

"Catch the thief!!!"

A heart-piercing roar sounded from the house, completely covering the village with a population of more than 100 households.

There was a loud clatter of kicks, and dozens of men with thin faces and angry faces ran quickly here dragging shovels and hoes.

The owner raised his hand and grabbed a wooden stick, and stepped out of the door in a few steps.

"Do you want to be so ruthless!" Jing Yue yelled, ignoring the wall, pushed open the gate and ran out of the village.

"Catch the thief! Catch...the thief! Catch the thief!" The house owner followed Jing Yue more than ten meters away, panting and yelling.

Many villagers ran out with sharp agricultural tools, and many dirty children excitedly picked up small stones and threw them after Jing Yue on both sides of the road.

Holding the flour jar in one hand and barely covering his face with the other, Jing Yue ran towards the back of the village at the fastest speed in his life.

"Mmp, isn't it just stealing flour for two meals, and it's not like I won't return it"

Jing Yue ran towards the village out of breath, but was accidentally hit by stones a few times.

Although these children are not strong, but this is a stone after all, and it is painful to hit the arm.

But fortunately, Jing Yue's physical strength was much higher than these villagers after all. After running with all his strength for more than 20 minutes, the wheezing Jing Yue finally got rid of the villagers' pursuit.

"call"

"It's really not a good person." Jing Yue pulled up his sleeves, looked at Qing Hong above, and screamed in pain.

Opening the jar, I saw almost a catty of flour inside, and I was moved to tears.

Things that can be bought for only a few dollars on Sky Blue Star are really precious here.

"Old Yuan is worthy of being a big boss who can be a god in ancient times!"

"Well... modern times too!"

Jing Yue has been living alone since he was a child, and his cooking skills are still very good. As long as there is fire and water, Jing Yue can turn flour into food!

There are no big rivers near Lincheng, but there are still small rivers. In winter, there are many dry branches and leaves.

"Look at my great method of making fire by drilling wood!"

Lao Tzu, Che Guevara Nicholas Jing Yue is about to be resurrected with full blood!

"Hiss" laughing hurt the injury, Jing Yue gasped.

I found a hidden earth hole, and found a lot of dead branches and leaves and a relatively flat stone slab from the side.

Carefully pour the flour on the slate, use a jar to get some water from the creek, and start drilling wood to make fire.

Drilling wood to create a fire scene I did it when I was young. If I rub it with my hands, I don’t want to start a fire even if I rub the bald skin. But as long as you master the skills and use tools, it is not too difficult.

He untied the shoelace, and used the shoelace to tie a slipknot on a relatively long and straight wooden stick. Jing Yue tried it out. As long as he pulled each other left and right, the wooden stick could rotate quickly in the middle.

"Fortunately, there are birch woods here that can be used as embers." Jing Yue took out some birch wood chips and put them beside him with some gratitude.

After pulling hard for more than 20 minutes, a wisp of black smoke rose slowly, sparks fluctuated slightly, and fell on the birch chips. In the cold soil hole, there was a trace of fireworks.

"It's done!" Jing Yue was overjoyed.

Gently picked up the embers, blew a few breaths, and the flames rose up immediately.

"It's so warm." Jing Yue roasted his hands contentedly, with a look of enjoyment on his face.

(End of this chapter)