037, the dry earth

The village chief sat back on the chair, his face looked a little pale. The village chief sighed, not knowing whether it was because the child in front of him was too self-righteous or because Feng Chushacheng didn't care about the situation in his village.

The village chief and Dai Liya stopped talking, but when they saw the idiot leaving, the little girl named Marin immediately grabbed a piece of meat pie and stuffed it into her mouth in a few seconds. She patted her greasy hand, jumped off the chair, and rushed to the idiot with one step.

"Wait a minute! Brother! You want to visit the village, right? Then I will be responsible for being a tour guide for you, brother!"

"Malin! What are you talking about? This little brother will go back soon, what kind of tour guide will be!" Dai Liya yelled again.

But who expected that Marlin suddenly stretched out her hands to hold the idiot's right hand, and dragged him out the door without looking back. After escaping from the door, the little girl immediately turned around and made a face at her parents-

"La~~~ I won't come back~~~! The little brother is very strong, but my father said in person that the little brother is very strong! Brother, you will help us kill the God of Harvest, right?... OK! If you don't answer, it means you agree! Then let's go! I will take you to visit!"

After saying that, Marlin didn't wait for her parents to scold her, and immediately grabbed the idiot's hand and rushed out of the house.

The small mountain village is not too big, but for Marin, who is only eight years old, it may be a thrilling adventure. After she ran out of the house, she couldn't help but pull the idiots to the mountain. Seeing the slightly surprised eyes of the adults walking in the village, she seemed to be even more refreshed. Soon, she ran out of the small village and came to a nearby hillside.

"Hu...hu...hu...hu...hu...hu...so... so tired! I'm so tired, so tired! You... little brother... you're a city person... must be very tired too... right? Haha... I often walk mountain roads... but I'm still... so tired...!"

Marlene gasped heavily and pressed her knees with her hands. But when she turned around and looked, she saw a quiet face, not even a drop of sweat on her body, as if an idiot who had never run away was standing behind her.

Marin's mouth pouted, but soon she found a reason to excuse herself: "This is normal. You are a boy, I am a girl. You are a strong man from the God of Harvest. I am just an ordinary little girl~~~!"

Marin straightened her back. Thinking of this, she probably felt that it was normal for her to lose, and her breath was smooth.

The morning sun was not very intense, and the hillside where Marlin stood was not dense with trees. Bathed in the morning sun, the little girl stretched her waist and took a breath.

"How is it? The air here is very fresh~~~"

"I heard that the Wind Blows Sand City was built in the desert. Brother, what is the desert?"

"Little brother? Hello, little brother, can you talk? Hello~~~!"

The idiot just stared at her, expressionless. Marin couldn't stand the idiot's always in a state of being unwilling to say a word. She grabbed his hand and began to sway up and down.

"Hey~~~~~~~Brother, are you listening to Marin's words? Why don't you react a little? Is it okay to tell Marin more about things in big cities? I heard that there are many delicious and fun things in big cities, is it true?"

The idiot stared at her, but after a moment, he turned his head and turned his cold eyes to the small mountain village below. Then he saw the wheat fields next to the village, and many men were working in the fields.

"Little brother? Do you really know how to speak? But you said it just now?...Little brother???"

Marlin stood on tiptoe and reached out to shake her hand in front of the idiot's eyes for a few times. But in the end, she still couldn't get the idiot's answer. Not only did she not answer, the cold-looking child raised his feet and walked straight towards the wheat fields at the foot of the mountain.

Marin, who had just climbed up the mountain and wanted to play in the mountain for a while, was really annoyed now. She clenched her fists, stomped her feet a few times in a row, and chased her with big strides: "Little brother! You ignore Marin! Marin wants you to play with me! Let's play with me! Everyone hasn't played with me during this period, I want you to play with me!"

"Haha, listen, that little girl is calling you. In fact... it's quite annoying. Should I just kill her? Anyway, this is in the mountains, and the body is easy to deal with."

An Mie sneered, these voices were only exchanged for the idiot's squint. Then, he still accelerated his pace toward the wheat field. Marlin had no choice but to follow the idiot down the mountain and enter the farmland.

The colors on men's faces are not good.

They sighed, some were sitting next to the wheat fields, some were waving casually in the field with sickles. No one had a smile on his face, and no one looked radiant in his spirit.

All of this comes from a reason. Look at the wheat in the fields, the wheat that was about to reach the harvest season all emitted a dying yellow color. The ears of wheat drooped, looking small and short. The leaves that should have golden luster were faintly filled with black stripes. Some leaves still lacked horns, and some even couldn't even stand firmly.

This is pretty good. At least these wheats are still alive. But in more places, all the wheat has died. The withered wheat straw collapsed, layer by layer, in addition to emitting a rotten odor, it also casts a stench called "despair" on the faces of the farmers...

"Well... I should have been worshipped by the village chief last year, but he was greedy and did not worship. As a result, the harvest god Weimen was angry..."

The idiot walked into the wheat field, and several farmers whispered there with their heads hanging down.

"That damn old guy! If he wasn't greedy for that little property... how could life be so miserable this year? Fortunately, the God of Harvest Weimen did not give us destruction in the sake of our devoutness in previous years. Let's look at the grain harvest this year... Cough..."

"If the village chief still refuses to worship this year, what should we do? Does it mean that the New Year will be like this? Is it true that the New Year will be like this without harvest?"

"More than that! The God of Harvest will kill all of us! And you also know that this time the village chief actually found someone to try to kill..."

"Shh! You want to die! Say so loudly!"

The idiots gradually approached, and when they saw the idiots coming, they nodded to each other and then scattered. It was obvious that the identity of the idiot, the task executor, was not accepted by the whole village.

"Hmph! Say bad things about my dad! None of these people are good things! Little brother, you will be able to complete your mission, right? As long as you kill that monster, they will believe that you are not that useless and you must be very strong!"

Marlene blew her nose at the dispersed crowd. When she turned around, she found that the idiot had walked into the wheat field, squatted on the ground, folded a withered wheat straw in her hand, and looked carefully. Seeing him doing this, Marlene also walked into the wheat field, jumped behind the idiot and looked half of her head at the wheat straw, and smiled, "What are you looking at? Brother, have you discovered something?"

Discovered...what?

Yes, the idiot really discovered something. He threw down the wheat in his hand and looked up at the withered farmland in front of him...

The Warcraft Viamen is angry? It needs to be worshipped? Because there is no worship, it has the ability to make the farmland poor harvest?

...What's going on? Can that monster... a level one monster... be able to do this?

"Ha... It seems that you already have an answer in your heart. Interesting, don't you mind sharing our answer now?"

The idiot turned around and ignored the dark destruction. He walked out of the farmland slowly, lowered his head, and thought quietly... But it was at this moment that the small bread in the sun finally woke up and made a soft whimper.

"Ah! Your sister is awake!"

Seeing the bread awakens and opens her eyes. Marlin immediately screams. She points to the bread's eyes and is surprised that she has a pair of green pupils. To be honest, her loud shouting makes the idiot feel too noisy.

"Woo...woo..."

The bread looked around, and there was still some dullness on her face that she had not woken up. After a while, she stretched out her little hand, patted the idiot's shoulder, and made a sound.

The idiot took the bread from behind and asked her to stand on the ground. Then she took out a thermos and a small piece of compressed biscuit from her bag, turned the biscuits into powder and stuffed them into the thermos, and handed them to the bread.

“Woo~~~”

Are these compressed cookies more delicious than their own fried meatloaf?
Chapter completed!