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The heavy rain has been falling for a long time.

How long has it been?

One month? Two months? Three months? Or April?

Ye Feng has been practicing in the Ye family for a while.

The heavy rain is heavy and boundless, and the gloomy world makes it easy for people to forget the time.

Some time ago, Ye Feng could still practice in the house, but for some reason, as the heavy rain continued, Ye Feng gradually couldn't sit still.

"It seems a bit noisy outside, teacher."

He stood in front of the gate, looking at the rain falling from the eaves.

The heavy rain and the whistling wind seemed to be the only sounds left in the world.

Loneliness and loneliness seemed to cover the entire Ye family.

These days, his father often came to see him and chat with him. The younger generations of the family, who originally had a bad relationship, also began to gather together and talk about different topics from time to time.

In the heavy rain, people became isolated islands and had to hug each other for warmth.

"This rain is really heavy. This is half a step into the path of enlightenment. I'm afraid that the five continents and four seas of the world have all become like this."

This rain has been falling. If it wasn't the work of Master Yu, no one would believe it.

But why did Master Yu do this?

He wanted to rely on heavy rain to cut off the connection between each other and try to block the five continents of the world. Does he think this is feasible?

This is impossible. The five continents of the world will not be blocked so easily. The major forces also have channels to connect and can cross the cultivation world at any time.

Such behavior is meaningless except for the troubles of ordinary cultivators like them.

Could Master Yu not think of this?

He is not a stupid person.

"I always feel blocked in my heart. I have been in the house for so long without going out. Sooner or later, I will have problems. Teacher, let's go out for a walk."

"Well, that's good. Let's go and see how the Wubao City has become now."

Ye Feng put on a black robe and stepped into the rain.

In fact, after guessing that the heavy rain was caused by the Rain Master, the Ye family members dared not touch the rain water at all, fearing that there might be some problems in it. Even if they drank water, they would only drink water that was confirmed to be clean.

However, Ye Feng and Mu Lao had verified that the rain water was not poisonous water. In fact, there was no problem. Even if they drank it, Ye Feng had never tried it himself.

But when staring at the rain water, Ye Feng noticed that although the water was non-toxic, it had no buoyancy.

Originally, a fallen leaf would float up even a pool of dead water if it fell gently, but in this rain water, no matter what he put on it, it could not float up.

He tried to fill a large tank with water, and then went in, and found that it really could not float up. He could not do anything in the water.

Although this rain water was non-toxic, it was not ordinary rain water.

I don’t know what the Rain Master wanted to do with so much water.

He walked out of the gate of the Ye family and entered the street.

Ye Feng originally thought that with such heavy rain, there would be few people on the street, but when he left the Ye family, he found that there were people on the street. There were many people.

But these people had already died.

Many bodies fell in the heavy rain, and the rain soaked their bodies. Everyone was silent. The bodies had already stank and could not see their original appearance. I don’t know why they died.

But some were in front of the gate, and some were on the road.

What happened to them?

"It seems that they starved to death."

Mu Laodi's voice sounded in his mind.

Ye Feng opened his eyes in astonishment.

"Starved, starved to death?!"

They all starved to death?

How could it be? How long has it been now, how could there be people who starved to death?

In many fantasy worlds, there will be such a situation. Obviously, martial arts masters can call the wind and rain, but there will be a situation of insufficient food.

There will even be shocking scenes such as thousands of miles of barren land, disaster victims everywhere, and children being exchanged for food.

But this is not surprising. Even if martial arts masters can call the wind and rain, what can they do?

The monks and warriors are high above, and they live not for the common people, but for themselves.

What does the life and death of the common people have to do with them?

The sect has its own cave paradise and its own spiritual fields, where better and more satisfactory food can be grown.

They have special places to graze livestock and keep monsters in captivity, and they don't worry about the food intake.

Even a small family like the Ye family has a lot of food stored.

In addition, they are monks, so it is easy to survive such natural disasters.

But for ordinary people, a four-month-long rainstorm is enough to destroy everything.

With food running out and heavy rain, they have no choice but to venture out for help.

But in this case, who is willing to lend food to others?

If they can't borrow food, they will die.

"Little Ye, although you have been wronged since six years ago, you are the son of the Ye family and the main branch after all, so you should not understand these disaster victims."

"This rainstorm has flooded countless fields, destroyed countless crops, and left countless people hopeless and disheartened."

Don't think that April seems short, but it is already one-third of the year, which is enough to destroy others' harvest for half a year.

When the Ye family felt depressed and boring, countless people outside the Ye family had already tried their best to survive.

Ye Feng had indeed never seen such a scene. In his mind, Wubao City and even the world, although there were occasional natural disasters, in the hands of the great man, no natural disaster could destroy the people.

As long as the great man arrived, the natural disasters would be resolved, the food would return, and the people would return to their daily lives.

Ye Feng stood there, only feeling that the corpses all over the ground were creepy.

Suddenly, someone behind him grabbed his sleeve, and with a plop, someone knelt down on the ground.

Ye Feng turned around and saw an old man in civilian clothes who looked to be in his sixties or seventies kneeling beside him.

He pulled the sleeves of his black robe, raised his head, and said tremblingly: "Okay, kindhearted person, please give me some food. I, I haven't eaten for several days. Please give me some food."

The old man was thin and thin. Although he couldn't see clearly in the dim rain, Ye Feng could see his skin that was tanned by the sun, his thin body, and his palms that looked like skin and bones. He immediately squatted down.

"Old man, get up quickly."

He helped the old man up and took out some food from the storage ring without hesitation.

"It's raining heavily here, let's go to a place where it doesn't rain."

He took the old man to a place where it was raining under the eaves, wiped the rain with something, and then handed the noodles and steamed buns to the old man.

The old man immediately started to eat.

Gobble it up, eat it all.

Maybe he was choking. The old man stopped and knocked on his chest. Ye Feng immediately took out the kettle and was about to hand it to the old man, but saw the old man running outside, opening his mouth and stuffing the fallen rainwater into his mouth.

Maybe there was something in his stomach, and the old man regained some strength.

He looked at Ye Feng and knelt down gratefully.

The head thumped on the ground.

"Thank you, sir. Thank you, sir. Your kindness will be unforgettable to me. Thank you, thank you."

The old man probably didn't have much knowledge. He heard a few sentences from others and remembered them in his heart. But other than those two sentences, he kept saying thank you over and over again.

Although he never had any kind words, the banging sound of kowtowing showed the old man's gratitude.

Ye Feng even saw that blood oozed from the old man's forehead after just two blows.

"Old man, get up quickly. The boy can't afford it. It's just a little food. If the old man doesn't mind, I'll have some more."

Ye Feng hurriedly helped the old man up and took out some noodles from the storage ring.

The old man hadn't finished eating what he had in hand, but now he saw that there were many more. He couldn't help but swallow, and wanted to refuse, but he didn't dare to refuse.

If he collects these, he can still live and continue to live.

Tears flowed from his eyes, and the old man couldn't help crying. He accepted Ye Feng's noodle cake and cried so hard that he couldn't speak.

Ye Feng couldn't understand why he was so excited when it was just a few pieces of bread. I am so grateful that anyone can take out these pancakes, and they are not delicacies, so why should we do this?

"Because you are not him, Xiao Yezi."

Mr. Mu said softly.

Ye Feng clenched his palms.

I am not him, I am not him. I have never experienced hunger and cold, and I have never known the sufferings of the world, so I can easily say that it is just some bread.

So what if he was born the third young master of the Ye family and became a waste?

He can still have enough food and clothing, and be free from restraints. He can still have a group of wives and concubines, and a house full of children and grandchildren in the future.

What is he afraid of?

He is actually not afraid of anything.

As soon as he was born, he was above the hundreds of millions of people.

Ye Feng pursed his lips, sent the old man away, turned around and walked into the rain.

In the next period of time, Ye Feng will go out every day.

He will encounter some displaced people, some vicious-looking guys with blood on their bodies and holding weapons, and some chaotic scenes.

The heavy rain submerged everything in the world. Order, tranquility, peace, and calm were all washed away, leaving only violence, fear, fear, and destruction.

He even saw with his own eyes that someone dragged the body in and then feasted on it.

Some people even forcibly broke into other people's houses, tied them up, imprisoned them, and left them alive, because they would not rot if they were alive.

It was obviously just a heavy rain, but Ye Feng felt as if the world had changed and the whole world was different.

The people of Li have lost their support, and food has been occupied by each family, and no one is willing to provide it. Although officials did open warehouses to provide disaster relief, the food is simply not enough. With so many people in Wubao City, two months is the limit. It has been eaten up long ago, and there is no food left in the other provinces and provinces above.

Because the Xuanyuan Dynasty was like this across the five continents and all over the world.

There are disasters and victims everywhere, and the food stored by the Xuanyuan Dynasty is completely insufficient.

"There are hundreds of millions of people in the country, and it rains heavily. The imperial city will not store these grains specifically."

"That's what created this situation."

There is no doubt that food is stored in a fantasy world, but why do major forces store food that ordinary people eat? Why don't they stockpile miraculous medicines, natural materials, precious minerals and iron? Why not store a lot of spiritual stones instead of keeping these worthless things?

The family forces in various places have not yet been affected by the whirlpool, but hundreds of millions of people have already been trapped in the whirlpool.

He also wanted to open a warehouse to provide disaster relief, but the Ye family's grain warehouse was stored for the Ye family. If he took it, what would the Ye family do?

He was powerless to change the situation and save those who were suffering.

Even if we try our best, we can only let them live for a while longer, which is just treating the symptoms but not the root cause, which is meaningless.

But he could only do this day after day, doing this to treat the symptoms but not the root cause.

After once again distributing food to those in need, he leaned against the wall.

He couldn't help shouting.

"What does Rain Master want to do?"

"If we want to use this kind of means to exhaust the whole world, it will take at least ten years. But if ordinary people cannot hold on, if there is no one to help them, they will suffer countless deaths and injuries within a year."

"Isn't he going to start a war? Is this how he starts a war?"

"Torturing ordinary people? Is this what he wants?"

"Is this what he wants to do?"

What exactly is the Rain Master going to do!

Maku Lao could not answer, nor could countless forces in the five continents and four seas.

In fact, they had already sent people to provide disaster relief and rescue people, but the number of monks was very small compared to the common people. Even if they tried their best, they could not take care of every place.

Nanzhou Jinshan Temple.

Following the guidance of the Buddha, Buddhist disciples went down the mountain to rescue people one after another, and many people were brought to the Cave Paradise of Jinshan Temple.

But it’s also raining in Dongtian Paradise.

The rain seemed to penetrate the cracks in space, and no matter where they went, they could not escape.

Buddhism has rescued many people and resettled many people, but many people are still suffering.

This is true for many forces in Nangong Mansion, Baihua Valley, Emperor Sword Palace, and Tianji Pavilion.

They also didn't understand why the Rain Master made such heavy rain.

Until a certain day.

When Ye Feng went out to see what was going on, he found that the refugees who were supposed to be around the city were no longer there.

He was shocked.

what happens? Why are they missing?

Where did they go?

Ye Feng looked around anxiously, and finally he found many people by the river.

The riverside may not be called a river anymore. Continuous heavy rains have already caused the river mouth to burst its banks. The floods have destroyed all the houses and farmland outside the city, so people have just taken refuge in the city.

Now there is already a flooded land outside the city. What are they doing here?

"Fish! Lots of fish!"

"Haha, mine, it's all mine, all the fish here are mine!"

"No grabbing, please stop!"

A bunch of people were fighting over each other by the river. Ye Feng heard the sound of fish, and they fished in the river one by one. They picked up countless big fish weighing two or three kilograms and put them into their back baskets.

Ye Feng froze there.

fish? Where did the fish come from?

How come there are so many fish?

Isn’t there already no food outside, so that’s why we went into the city?

Refugees will not put their hope in the city before confirming that there is no more food to eat outside. The fish in the river should have become extinct long ago. Why are there still so many of them now?

He suddenly felt something was wrong.

He wanted to go up and tell them not to catch fish, but as soon as he got closer, someone looked over.

"Do you also want to compete with us for fish?"

"Go away, don't come! This is ours! This is ours!!!"

Ye Feng paused and stopped in place.

In a daze, he seemed to hear

Many cries like babies.

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