Great Power Technology

"Rakesh!"

The first person who walked in the door was a middle-aged man with a sinister face. His name was Zhumak. He was the captain of the so-called "Farmers United Team". It was under his leadership that Rekesh snatched the life of a man from innocent people. The first portion of food that didn't belong to him.

After seeing his face, Reksh's heart skipped a beat, but he still maintained his limp posture and replied feebly:

"Jumak"

Zhumak walked forward, frowned and glanced at the potatoes in Rekesh's hand, and asked:

"Is this your dinner? Where's your food?"

Reksh shook his head and replied:

"I only have this, and this is the last one. If I can't buy food tomorrow, I can only leave here and go to Nabella's mother."

"She has returned to Haryana and I heard that there is still a lot of food available there."

"Don't lie! I know they haven't left yet! Where is your food hidden? Why don't you join our operation?!"

Zhumak interrupted Rekesh sharply, stretched out his hand to pick up his collar, and slashed his neck threateningly with the machete in his hand.

And the blade of this knife was still stained with blood that belonged to someone who didn't know who it was.

Rekesh was extremely nervous, but at this moment, as if he was possessed by a god, his expression did not change at all.

"I really have no food. If I had, I wouldn't have followed you to rob Omar in the first place. He shouldn't die. I shouldn't eat this potato, but I can't help it. Omar"

Tears welled up in Rekesh's eyes. These tears were completely sincere, but in Zhumak's view, they were just a pretense of cowardice and hypocrisy.

"Put away your tears! Don't try to deceive me. I already have enough evidence to prove your crime. You are hiding food!"

Hiding food?

Hearing this word, Rekesh suddenly felt an indescribable sense of absurdity in his heart.

What do you mean, hiding food?

Those foods were all obtained in exchange for his hard work cultivating the land. Is it also called private possession if it belongs to him?

However, now he could not refute, he just continued to cry and replied:

"I really wish I had some food! If I really had it, maybe Omar wouldn't have to die. His son Washa also helped me harvest wheat."

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Rekesh's performance finally made Zhumak lose his patience. He released his grip on the opponent's neck, and then punched Reksh in the face. Reksh's head banged, and after a brief dizziness, he He fell to the ground.

"Search him! Turn his house upside down! I don't believe he doesn't have any food!"

"His wheat has been sold for so much money, but I have never seen him spend any money. There must be something wrong with this!"

". My money has been taken away by Nabella."

As he spoke, Rekesh picked up half a potato that fell on the ground, wiped off the dirt on it, and carefully stuffed it into his mouth.

Seeing his actions, Zhumac frowned.

He was a little confused. He obviously received news that Rekesh had plenty of food at home, but from the current situation, it seemed that he was indeed starving.

The complexion is sallow, the legs are swollen, and the eye sockets are sunken.

And the half piece of potatoes he ate seemed to have been snatched from someone else's house with him a few days ago.

Did Nabella really take away all his money?

But why is this?

In his impression, Rekesh was indeed a very kind man to his wife. In this village where women had a low status, his way of getting along with his wife was completely alien.

He never even hit his wife!

To him, this was almost unimaginable.

So, it seems reasonable for a man who has never beaten his wife to give all his money to his wife and let her go to her biological mother in another country?

Zumak once again looked at Rakesh with suspicious eyes, trying to find any flaws in the other person's expression and movements, but unfortunately, he did not find any flaws.

At this time, the team he led had turned over Reksh's house, and they found no evidence of any food except a plate that Reksh had used before.

Zhumak sighed, walked to Rekesh and squatted down again, and then deliberately asked in a gentle tone:

"Rakesh, I can give you one last chance now. Answer me, do you still have food?"

"If you tell the truth now, I guarantee that you and your family will be absolutely safe - even, I won't take away all your food."

"How about I leave you enough to survive until the next wheat harvest?"

Reksh's eyes didn't waver at all. He looked at Zhumak coldly and forlornly, without saying a word.

His answer was fully expressed in his eyes.

Zumak pushed him to the ground anxiously and walked around the yard again, but it was this time that he seemed to have discovered a problem.

The ground beneath my feet was softer than the surrounding ground.

There was a subtle change in his expression, but before he could announce it to the people around him, Reksh had noticed his movement.

At this moment, time almost stopped.

Everyone's movements became extremely slow, and all the characters, scenes, and objects became blurry in Rekesh's eyes, but one thing jumped into his sight extremely clearly.

ax.

This is probably when it will come into play.

Reksh breathed violently, his chest filling with air, and then before anyone could react, he grabbed the ax at hand, jumped up suddenly, and struck down with one strike!

Zhumak's head was split in half instantly.

The rest of the people looked at this scene in shock, blood splattered on the ground, Rakesh looked around, and the people retreated involuntarily.

However, this intimidation only lasted less than half a minute.

The first person in the crowd threw the stone in his hand at Rekesh, followed by the second and third

Reksh rushed out the door brandishing his axe, the crowd chasing after him.

They are just ordinary farmers - they don't know what it means to become a king or lose a bandit. In such a short period of time, they can't figure out the rule that "the person who kills the eldest brother can become the new eldest brother". What they want to do is just Kill the perpetrator in front of you.

Then, they did it.

After running less than 300 meters, at a fork in the road, Rekesh finally lost strength and fell to the ground. Then, his body was almost cut into pieces by the incoming machetes.

Blood stained the ground.

The new leader of the team, who had swung the first knife at Rekesh, looked at this scene with satisfaction. He waved his hand to signal everyone to follow him, and walked towards the next farmer's house.

During the new entry, a younger brother asked:

“What to do with Zhumak’s body?”

The leader frowned and replied:

"Set a fire and burn it!"

Within half an hour, a blazing fire broke out in Rekesh's yard.

In this August, when the wheat harvest has just been completed, there will be no shortage of fire starters in any farmer's home.

The fire grew bigger and bigger, and even the adobe walls of the house were baked red and gradually began to collapse.

The fire lasted until midnight and was extinguished. Zhumak's body was almost burned to ashes, but those who were once led by him were unwilling to look at him at all.

——

If someone is willing to collect his body, this person may make some unexpected discoveries.

Because, beneath his body, in that secret cellar, there was something else.

Bags of potatoes roasted at high temperatures, browned flour, white bread that crumbled into powder when touched, half a leg of lamb that smelled of barbecue, and apples that were so shriveled that they completely lost their shape.

And, the bodies of two women.

Narbella, Rekesh's wife.

Geshma, daughter of Reksha.

On this night, their family of three died together in an extremely absurd way.

And the things they desperately wanted to protect, whether it was food, the basis for survival, or the future that Gesma once wanted so much but was out of reach, have all been destroyed.

And no one cares.

When the remaining heat of the flames was completely extinguished, in a corner of the small courtyard that was not affected by the flames, a potato was stubbornly poking out its buds from the earth.

In this silent night, it is the only life in this yard.