The Black Book

And noticing the kindness in the boy's eyes, Liu Heng's tense heart inexplicably relaxed, and he boldly chatted with him.

Zhu Haomiao responded in a casual manner, quietly collecting information about this world from his words.

At the same time, Liu Heng also discovered from the conversation between the two sides that the man in front of him was definitely the kind of noble who never left the house, was born in the deep palace, and grew up in the hands of women.

He has no common sense about this world!

I absolutely don't believe that such a nobleman goes out to experience without a few bodyguards!

Liu Heng subconsciously looked out, as if he could feel the sharp sight coming from the darkness, as if he would be cut into pieces in an instant if he made any unusual movements.

Not knowing that Liu Heng was fighting wits and courage with the air, Zhu Haomiao's eyes lit up slightly when he heard that their destination was also the Magic City.

"Are you going to the Magic City too?"

Hearing this, Liu Heng's heart moved and he had an idea.

"Sir, are you going to the Magic City too? Why don't you come with us so that we can take care of each other?"

"Hmm..."

After a moment's hesitation, considering the almost 100% chance of getting lost in the era without satellite navigation, Zhu Haomiao nodded.

"Then I'll trouble you."

Hearing this, Liu Heng was secretly happy.

"No trouble, no trouble."

It's just taking someone with me, what's the trouble?

What's more important is to make a good relationship with such a noble person, maybe a word from him can save his life.

Just then, someone handed Liu Heng food and water, and Liu Heng subconsciously handed it to Zhu Haomiao after taking it.

"Sir, if you don't mind..."

Looking at the gray pancake, Zhu Haomiao was embarrassed. He wanted to refuse, but the hunger in his stomach made him unable to say it.

I don’t know if the “exercise” just now consumed too much energy, or if the attributes deposited deep in the flesh and soul need nutrition to grow, or both…

Zhu Haomiao kept urging instinctively. He was very hungry now and needed to eat, a lot of food…

“Well… thank you.”

Seeing the boy take the big cake from his hand, Liu Heng felt inexplicably flattered.

He just clearly noticed the disgust in the boy’s eyes. He thought he didn’t care about this kind of inferior food at all, but he kindly accepted it and forced himself to eat it. What a kind young man!

Seeing the boy frowning and chewing the big cake and swallowing it bit by bit, Liu Heng was moved and quickly handed him a cup of tea.

“Young master, this biscuit is hard to swallow. You must eat it with water.”

“Oh, thank you.”

I have never eaten such a bad cake. The flour is not ground finely enough and there is bran. The salt in it is also inferior salt with a taste of brine.

It was bitter, astringent, and dry. Even though it had been roasted, it was still hard enough to kill people. Zhu Haomiao began to miss modern food only a few hours after arriving in the fantasy realm.

Even pre-prepared dishes are 10,000 times more delicious than this stuff!

After drinking a sip of coarse tea, he softened the prickly mouthful of bread, chewed it, and swallowed it. Zhu Haomiao looked at the night sky outside the temple with a bitter face.

I want to make a lot of money!

I want to eat delicious food!

…………………………

Before dawn the next day, Zhu Haomiao was awakened by the noise. He opened his eyes sleepily and saw that Liu Heng and others had already started packing their luggage and feeding the horses and donkeys that pulled the carts.

"Mr. Zhu, are you awake? Have some breakfast."

Looking at the gray pancake handed to him, Zhu Haomiao put on the mask of pain again.

After finishing his breakfast, the boy touched his flat stomach and felt as if he had not eaten.

But he was too embarrassed to ask Liu Heng for more, so he could only endure the growing hunger in his stomach.

At the same time, he also noticed the sequelae of last night's "exercise". After using the extraordinary power of [Anger], he was now sore and weak all over. The slightest movement made his eyelids twitch in pain.

His body was not strong enough to bear the consequences of an overload explosion...

Clenching his fists, Zhu Haomiao quickly understood the crux of the problem and subconsciously looked at his attributes.

[Spirit]: 0.7↑ (1)

[Body]: 0.5↑ (1)

I wonder how long it will take for all these potentials to be fully realized?

After carefully sensing it, Zhu Haomiao came to a pessimistic conclusion.

With adequate nutrition, it will take at least two or three months!

But think from another angle. In reality, it took me more than ten years to grow my [body] to 0.5, but in the fantasy realm, it can double in two or three months. It seems that the growth rate is ridiculously fast...

After comforting himself, Zhu Haomiao saw that Liu Heng and others had finished loading the car. He endured the soreness and tingling all over his body and took steps to catch up.

Not long after walking, Liu Heng discovered Zhu Haomiao's subtle abnormality and hurriedly showed his kindness.

"Mr. Zhu, if you are not used to traveling, you can sit in the carriage."

"This..."

The carriages of Liu Heng's caravan are all for transporting goods. Others are walking. It seems not good for me to be special.

Seemingly seeing his concerns, Liu Heng smiled calmly.

"It's okay. You are not as heavy as us. It's not a big burden for the horse to pull you. Besides, if you can't walk anymore, we have to stop and rest..."

Hearing Liu Heng's implication, Zhu Haomiao could only nod awkwardly.

I sat up in shock from my dying illness. It turned out that I was the burden!

Sitting in the bumpy carriage, the group quickly walked onto the official road, but Zhu Haomiao's brows were getting tighter and tighter.

The desolation along the way was unexpected. After walking for several miles, there was no human habitation. Instead, unburied bones could be seen from time to time on the roadside.

You know, this is the most fertile land in the land of China!

In reality, the population of the Yangtze River Delta urban agglomeration in similar areas exceeds 220 million, and there is no idle land at all. How could it be like this... As far as the eye can see, it is a wasteland...

"Liu Heng, I heard that Yangzhou Prefecture, Suzhou Prefecture, Songjiang Prefecture and other places are densely populated and prosperous places. Why are they so desolate now?"

After walking a distance, Zhu Haomiao couldn't help but ask.

Hearing this, Liu Heng shook his head bitterly.

"It's the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom... Ahem, the Long-haired bandits."

"Huh? Haven't the Long-haired bandits been wiped out for almost 20 years?"

Zhu Haomiao frowned in confusion, thinking of the information given by the organizing committee, and determined that he should be in the 1890s, almost 20 years after the last remnant of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom was destroyed!

"Haha, they were wiped out, but the two sides fought back and forth, turning the rich Yangtze River Basin into a wasteland, and I don't know how many tens of millions of people died..."

"So many people died, the land is full of resentful souls, the death is overwhelming, and I don't know how many demons and monsters were bred..."

"So to this day, this fertile land has not recovered."