Urban Dungeon: This world is in danger

The props were used.

The identity is gone.

What's even more tragic is that the new random identity is really miserable.

Zhang Long couldn't understand:

Why was it so miserable when he came, but now?

This is unscientific

! "No....""No....!" "No

....!"

Zhang Long let out a sad cry.

There

was a slap on his head.

Zhang Long turned his head and saw this body of Lao Tzu:

it was a man who could be blown away by a thin gust of wind.

The man is in his thirties.

But, he looks older than an eighty-something old man in the main world.

"Don't shout!

" "Hurry up and dig up the roots!"

"It's too late... The grassroots can't eat it!" Zhang

Long saddened.

He felt so hard.

Over the years:

Ever since he was able to walk, he has done everything he can to live.

He digs the insects in the fields to eat, eats grasshoppers, makes small traps to catch sparrows, fish, toads, and eels.

He eats whatever an animal can eat.

What animals dare not eat, he also finds a way to eat.

In the past few years, the wind and rain have been smooth, and everything is fine.

But:

Over the years, the output in the fields has become less and less.

Zhang Long was in a hurry, he asked his parents to do small business, however:

his parents panicked:

"The empire stipulates that you are not allowed to do business without a license.

"Whoever steals the trade is speculative and wants to eat the gun."

Zhang Long was shocked.

He contacted a few friends.

Result:

This group of friends are also from poor backgrounds.

Two who were lucky were randomly second-generation poor.

There is quite a lot of land at home, and I can make do with enough food.

However, if you want to dress warmly, it is a bit embarrassing.

"Stay up, stay up until you reach adulthood, and if you have the strength, you can secretly do business, or do other things, earn some food, eat and drink enough, and cultivate skills. "

If you don't have enough food and clothing, you can't cultivate your skills.

Otherwise, before he had practiced a few times, he would be hollowed out by the spirit of skill loss, and he would die.

"I'm miserable like this, and that royal power must be even more miserable than me.

"When he became an adult, he starved to death. "

As we all know,

whoever opens an extra dungeon will be targeted by the dungeon.

The end of the royal power is definitely no better than him.

Zhang

Long's Lao Tzu slapped him again:

"This grassroots should be let me eat, you are still young, it doesn't matter if you eat one less!"

Zhang Long...

"Father, we can't be here anymore.

"The bark is gone, the grass is gone, the fish in the river are gone," he said, pointing to the dry trees and barren

trees around him. "

There wasn't a grain of rice in the rice bowl.

"If we stay here, we will surely die." Father

said, "Where to take it?"

Zhang Long said confidently: "Jiangnan, the land of fish and rice."

"Wherever we go, no matter how bad we are, we can eat some small fish and some old rice. "

However, according to the rules of the Empire, we are not allowed to leave our homeland!"

and "If we leave here, we will be punished by the Empire."

Zhang Long said fiercely: "If we don't leave, we will starve to death."

"Do you want to starve to death, or live?"

Father: "Live!"

So:

Zhang Long took his father and headed towards Jiangnan.

His friends, according to their own situation, also fled the famine and took their lives.

After a year's trek:

Zhang Long came to Jiangnan alone.

His father had long since starved to death on the road.

He relied on eating all kinds of strange food and relying on the props treasured in the space, and finally came to Jiangnan alive.

However:

after waiting for Jiangnan, he despaired.

Because:

Jiangnan, the land of fish and rice, is hungry everywhere, and it is easy to eat.

Not to mention the crops in the fields, not even a single weed can be seen.

One by one, the people who ate Guanyin soil and had a big belly lay numbly on the ground.

When they saw Zhang Long, their eyes glowed green

: "Eat..."

Zhang Long was frightened: "Eat you are paralyzed!"

He ran out of Jiangnan.

After leaving Jiangnan, Zhang Long traveled to several other places.

even went deep into the mountains and old forests to survive.

A year later:

the deep mountains and old forests are full of people.

Hungry people, drowning tigers with corpses.

With a hungry mouth, he is willing to light the grass and trees on the mountains.

The drought causes no food to be produced in the fields.

The creek dried up.

The lake is shrinking in size.

Everybody was hungry.

Only the empire still has food reserves.

The empire distributed food to the townspeople, three taels a day.

Although he will not starve to death, he will not be able to have spirit.

Only those who work can eat half full.

That's it:

Zhang Long went around and around, stop-and-go.

This year:

He was fifteen years old.

Fifteen-year-old Zhang Long is skinny and only about one meter two tall.

At this time:

the drought in the Empire, after a year of a slight relief, became severe again, and even worse.

The empire began to sell raw materials such as ore, exchanging grain from other empires at low prices.

Such a deal is a heavy pressure on the empire.

But, in order to survive, the empire had to do this.

Fifteen-year-old Zhang Long came to the

frontier after hard work: because:

after all these years of wandering, he heard that the frontier is very large.

Where it is cold, but, there are many mountains and forests.

The prey inside may have been eaten up.

However, the trees and weeds must not have been eaten.

After all:

where is it so cold.

If the mouth is not good, it will not be able to gnaw the bark at all.

"I'm an Indian journalist. "

I have skills!"

"I.... I will be able to gnaw on the bark of the tree.

Zhang Long walked towards the frontier hard.

Period:

He imprints loan points, burns props, and contacts his friends.

The friends said: "Life is too sad

!" "This copy is purely to make people lose weight

!" "When I go back, I must eat a hundred ducks!"

Zhang Long was happy.

He is afraid that his friends will suffer, and he is afraid that his friends will drive a Land Rover.

Now it's okay:

everyone is miserable.

"I have all kinds of props, although I can only eat tree bark and grass roots.

"But, once in a while, you can eat some strange food.

"This body is okay.

"In three years, I'll be an adult.

"When the time comes, I will definitely do something bigger. At

the end of the communication, Zhang Long tricked the hungry people into attacking a small town with him and plundering the food in the town.

And at this time:

one of his friends is named Zhao Hu.

This guy, using a little trick, slaughtered an unlucky egg.

Then, taking his name, he successfully took possession of the city and got a job as a steel factory worker.

Now, although he can't eat enough.

But, at least don't eat grass roots with Ken bark.

Everyone else is trying to become city dwellers by all means.

Only Zhang Long and a few guys, with a tendon in their brains, recklessly lost their identity, and were even wanted by the empire, so they couldn't get a city hukou.

On this day:

Zhang Long went through a lot of hardships and finally came to the frontier.

The interior of the empire, thousands of miles away.

Here on the frontier, it is still frozen for thousands of miles.

When he saw the snow-covered trees, he burst into tears:

"That's a lot of bark.

"That's enough for me to eat until I'm eighteen." "

At this moment:

Zhang Long is like a tiger, with his mouth open, rushing towards the mountains and forests.

A mouthful of bark, a mouthful of weeds, a handful of snow.

That's nice!