Shennong Daojun

Chapter 1: A minor official in the Ministry of Agriculture

In the 15th year of Jingxin, at the end of May, in the eastern suburbs of Gucheng.

Under the scorching sun, Zhao Xing was sweating profusely as he bent over and planted the seedlings into the paddy field.

With each planting, a row of small numbers appeared next to him.

[Successfully planted a seedling, basic cultivation proficiency +1]

[Successfully planted a seedling, basic cultivation proficiency +1]

[Successfully planted a seedling, basic cultivation proficiency +1]

[Basic cultivation has reached the maximum level, and you have comprehended the elementary spell ‘thriving growth’]

[Thriving growth: elementary spell]

[Progress: (1/9999)]

[Effect: accelerate nutrient absorption and shorten the time it takes for plants to mature. ]

After planting for another quarter of an hour, Zhao Xing was already sweating profusely, so he went to the ridge of the field to replenish water.

However, the sun was scorching, and the burning restlessness in his heart could not be stopped.

So he pointed his finger into the air.

"Om~"

A golden light emerged from the fingertips and dissipated about three or four meters above his head.

Then a gray cloud appeared and hovered above his head.

[You cast the spell 'Moving Clouds'. This spell triggers the blessing of luck, and the effectiveness is doubled, and the moving clouds are ten meters. ]

[Proficiency of the primary spell 'Moving Clouds' +2]

"Huh, it's much more comfortable now."

The clouds blocked the sunlight, like a parasol, covering Zhao Xing in the shadow.

As Zhao Xing walked away, the clouds above his head also moved.

The eastern suburbs of Gu County are public fields of the government, which are under the charge of the Sinong Supervisor; part of the food, clothing and expenses of officials come from here.

As Grain in Ear approaches, there are small officials like Zhao Xing in the Eastern Suburbs.

Because if you don't plant during Grain in Ear, it's useless to plant again.

In addition, the harvest of public fields is not only related to food, but also determines whether they can be formally employed this year. From a minor official who was not a qualified official to a formal Si Nong official, the treatment of the two is very different.

Since he traveled here a year ago, he found that he seemed to be in an early version of that mysterious game - it appeared on the earth so abruptly in his previous life, without a name, only one entrance, and it seemed like a real world inside, with a high degree of freedom and authenticity, which caused a large-scale sensation.

This is the period of Emperor Jing of the Great Zhou Dynasty, which is the heyday of the dynasty. The overall environment is relatively stable. Compared with the later versions, the safety factor can almost be said to be the highest.

The advantage is that the spiritual energy has not yet fully recovered, and the combat power value is not ridiculously high, so there will be no situation where some powerful people wave their hands to massacre the city.

After all, it is no longer a player, and it is not written on the panel that it can be resurrected.

The disadvantage is that it is too stable, and the initial identity is also average. It is relatively difficult to find opportunities in the early stable social order as an NPC.

"In my previous life, I could change my job in two or three days. Now I have spent half a year and still have no hope."

"The initial identity is also average. I started as an orphan in a charity home and was later adopted by a wealthy family. My situation is also average."

"I heard that in my previous life, some players were lucky and were born in the family of kings, princes, generals and ministers..."

"Don't think about it. I will take a rest for a while and work harder. Whether I can complete the job change task this year will mostly depend on the performance of this field."

Zhao Xing found a haystack, picked up some rice stalks and was about to rest, waiting for his vitality to recover.

But he met a young man in a standard single-piece clothing and a straw hat on his head waving at him in the haystack in front: "Brother Zhao, come here."

Zhao Xing turned and walked forward, walking quickly towards the other party: "Zi Yu, are you here to rest too?"

Chen Zi Yu is also one of the minor officials of the Sinongjian. Zhao Xing and him are the most familiar in the one year of crossing.

The relationship between them is both colleagues and classmates, because the focus at this stage is not on working, but more on learning, striving to get ashore as soon as possible, and no longer have to do this mud-legged work.

There was a young man lying next to him, named Qian Dong, who was also an acquaintance.

Chen Ziyu held a piece of grass in his mouth and greeted him warmly: "I just came here for a while, brother, just lend me this cloud to cool off, don't waste more energy."

"Okay."

Nodding, Zhao Xing lay down next to Chen Ziyu after the clouds above his head dispersed.

As soon as he lay down, he heard the other party complain: "It's just the beginning of summer, and the weather in Gucheng is so hot. Even the big trees in the eastern suburbs have been cut down by the adults of the Sinong Supervisor. If you want to cool off, you have to rely on yourself."

Zhao Xing smiled and said: "This is also a kind of exercise."

"It's not easy to cool down, watch me." Qian Dong threw away the straw hat in his hand and pointed to the sky pretentiously: "The wind is coming!"

Chen Ziyu was a little surprised: "Brother Qian, have you learned "The Wind Rises"? "

Qian Dong With a sly smile on his face, he picked up his straw hat and fanned it towards Chen Ziyu: "Look, isn't it coming?"

He realized that he had been fooled by this guy, so he grabbed a handful of dry grass and scratched Qian Dong's neck:

"Qian Dong, you dare to lie to me. If you don't fan me for a quarter of an hour, I will never let you go!"

"Oh, stop scratching, Ziyu, calm down, I will fan you."

"..."

As the two laughed, the clouds above their heads also swayed. Looking at this scene, Zhao Xing couldn't help but be speechless.

Can you not be so ambiguous in such a hot day?

Just as he was about to speak, Qian Dong took the lead and said: "Okay, if you don't stop, Brother Zhao will scold us for being unlearned and unruly."

Zhao Xing said lazily: "No, you continue. It's better to fight and both lose. There will be fewer people competing with me for the position of Si Nong. This year, my chances of landing will be greater."

"Brother is playing Yin and Yang again..."

After resting for a quarter of an hour, Zhao Xing felt that his energy was gradually recovering, and he planned to take a rest for a while to continue his career change plan.

However, at this moment, the clouds above his head suddenly dispersed, and a dazzling light shone fiercely on his eyelids.

"What's wrong, Ziyu, the clouds were removed without saying a word..." Qian Dong was still complaining. Zhao Xing stood up with his elbows crossed, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked forward.

A dark cloud spanning nearly a kilometer slowly rolled in from the front, and a tall figure stood on the grain pile below the cloud.

The [Xingyun] spell is exclusive, and it was this person who knocked Chen Ziyu's [Xingyun] apart and absorbed it.

Chen Ziyu's body was trembling a little when his spellcasting was suddenly interrupted. His vitality was slightly damaged due to the backlash.

"It's Li Chengfeng, this hypocrite again! Let's fuck your mother!" Chen Ziyu stared at the figure on the grain pile in front of him angrily.

Why do you say hypocrite?

Because Li Chengfeng's voice spread around with the help of the [Wind Rises] spell.

"Comrades, you can rest under my clouds and mist, Li. There will be a light rain in a while to wash away the dust for you."

It was not only Chen Ziyu's spell that was knocked away, but many other people were also affected.

But he united most of the people and helped them save their energy. Many people clapped their hands and praised Li Chengfeng for being a gentleman.

"This person pulls and steps on me, it's really disgusting! He usually likes to express himself, completely ignoring the feelings of others. I once tried to reason with him, and others said that I was short-tempered and jealous of his reputation as a gentleman... Am I jealous of him? I Bah!" Chen Ziyu said bitterly.

Qian Dong also shook his head: "It would be fine if he was really a gentleman. However, he was born in a rich family, but he always only walked around with the children of the rich family. He did one thing in front of others and another behind his back. Before he became an official agricultural officer, his posture was like that of a person in power. In fact, It’s disgusting. If he becomes our immediate boss next year, we don’t know how he will torture the people below. Sigh..."

Zhao Xing also agreed with the two people's views, and could only pat them on the shoulders and console them: "I also think he is unhappy, but complaining is useless, strength is the foundation. If you work hard, sooner or later you will slap him in the face."

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