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Chapter 258 The Mysterious Traveler Asks for Food

Ling Zhiqiu clasped his hands together, "Your Majesty."

Worried, he asked again, "Shangguan, do you want to leave any message for me to pass on?"

Zhou You waved his hand and said, "No, you can go ahead. But be careful. There are evil spirits everywhere around here."

There is no point in sending a young man who has just started out to die. Just hide him.

"By the way, Shangguan, I came from the west and just found out something."

"There was a traveler from another land who declared that if anyone gave him one million catties of grain, the reward would be a promise."

At this point, Ling Zhiqiu shook his head, "One million kilograms of grain!"

Ordinary people cannot afford so much food, and those who can afford it will not care about the promise of an unknown person.

It is obvious that they are trying to get something for nothing. It is just a joke and no one would really care about it.

When Zhou You heard about one million catties of grain, his heart moved. He, or to be more precise, "Lu Zhigang", had stored a large amount of grain in the city, no more, no less, exactly one million catties.
I originally wanted to use the human skin to make some hunger air bags and transport them away, but Jiang Hua had not yet prepared the materials.

This is a huge fortune.

Especially at this moment when the plague is spreading, prices of all commodities are skyrocketing like crazy, and every grain of food is worth real money!
"Trial Project (One Star): Fulfill the wish of a stranger traveler: one million kilograms of food."

One star, this is too easy, but the cost is one million kilograms of food.

Zhou You pinched his chin. The panel gave only one reason for the task: the traveler's identity was not ordinary.

This person is definitely not an ordinary unknown person.

After seeing Ling Zhiqiu off, Zhou You pondered for a moment and decided to go west to take a look.

The further west you go, the denser the air becomes. Although there are also residents who are sick and dying, there are still people around.

No wonder Ling Zhiqiu hid here, escaping the plague and the invasion of evil spirits with his little strength. This place is much safer than anywhere else.

"Excuse me, I heard there's a foreign traveler..."

Zhou You randomly found someone who was still breathing and just when he was halfway through asking a question, the other person raised his arm and pointed in a direction.

Looking closely, the man was so skinny from hunger that he couldn't even open his eyes.

Throwing down a piece of dry biscuit, Zhou You walked straight forward, sensing that the disease energy around him was becoming increasingly thinner.

This was a sign that the Qi and blood of a certain being was extremely strong, dispelling the disease within a radius of a hundred miles.

At the very least one has to be a martial artist, and at most an intermediate level martial artist or above to be able to do this.

When Zhou You saw the 'traveler', the surrounding environment was a vacuum with no disease at all.

The surrounding environment did not look like an epidemic area at all, but was exactly the same as the outside world.

The 'traveler' was a middle-aged man wearing coarse clothes, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and looked no different from an ordinary farmer or laborer.

He was sitting by the bed, holding the hand of the seriously ill old woman, "Grandma Zhang, calm down, everything will be fine!"

In Zhou You's sight, the old woman's head was shrouded in death and illness, almost forming a cloud.

As the traveler spoke, invisible power poured into the old woman's body, sweeping away the aura of death and plague.

Although the old woman was still very weak and far from healthy, she was no longer harassed or harmed by the plague.

This method of dispelling the plague is at least at a level above that of a martial artist.

No wonder he had the confidence to say that one promise could be exchanged for one million kilograms of grain.

Just as Zhou You was about to step forward to ask for a meeting, a group of people rushed out from the side and begged the traveler.

"This warrior, my master is a famous wealthy man in the city. He can get through the checkpoints and leave the epidemic area."

"But there are thugs and monsters all along the way, so we would like to ask you to escort us out so that you don't work in vain. I am willing to pay 1000 taels of gold, half of which will be a deposit first." The traveler stayed here for quite a few days, and the residents nearby knew that he was unfathomable.

After the rich man confirmed that he was a martial artist, he hired him with a large sum of money in order to seize this life-saving dish.

It is not easy to meet a martial artist in the epidemic area right now.

The traveler's voice was very steady. "I don't want gold or silver, I just want food. Give me one million catties of food, no matter how fine or coarse it is. I can do what you ask for."

The rich family begged hard, but the money refused to give in. 11000 taels of gold were easy to give, but raising one million kilograms of grain was very difficult.

Besides, everyone can see that in the current situation, controlling food means controlling the lifeline.

They even promised that after they left, they could fund the travelers to open martial arts schools.

The traveler shook his head and immediately sent the guest away, "I am busy with things, so I will not see you off."

The residents around here are used to this, and it's obviously not the first time something like this has happened.

The traveler insisted on only having food, and was not tempted by gold, silver, jewels, or rare treasures. Even if someone mentioned their family background, he would just raise his eyelids.

"Guest, you are a good person. I only gave you a bucket of water, but you risked your life to save us."

The old woman took a deep breath, opened her eyes and looked at the traveler, "We are hopeless."

"Even if we escape from the city, we will starve to death without food. What a damn world this is, wuwuwu!"

The traveler's voice became softer and softer, "Don't worry, Aunt Zhang, there is a way, there must be a way."

There were whispers of conversation all around...

"Mrs. Zhang is so lucky. She casually gave a bucket of well water to the traveler, and the traveler turned out to be an important figure. Now she is willing to sacrifice her life to repay the traveler."

"Thank God, he was grateful and not only saved Mrs. Zhang, but also saved us neighbors."

"Hey, is there really someone who will give me one million kilograms of food?"

Suddenly a voice sounded, "I have one million catties of grain."

The traveler's expression froze. He comforted Zhang Po to rest, then turned to the source of the voice and saw Zhou You, who was full of confidence.

"The latter part of Qi and blood is still acceptable at your age, but it is unlikely that you can get so much food."

The traveler took a quick look and determined Zhou You's identity. He was definitely not the son of a wealthy family.

"Your Excellency wants one million catties of grain. Can you carry it?"

"I won't take a single grain. The food will be distributed to the residents in the city. Each person will carry a bag and leave the city to survive."

The traveler looked at Zhou You and said, "As you know, the city is under severe blockade. Their only way to survive is outside the city."

The noble families, martial arts schools, and guilds have joined forces to block the epidemic area. Any resident who dares to break through the checkpoint will surely die, but the blockade is limited to the city, and there is no restriction on going outside the city.

However, the area outside the city was barren and without food, the only way out for the refugees was starvation.

"I know a place that has the food you want, the quantity is exactly one million catties."

The grain that Zhou You pointed out was stored in a warehouse somewhere under the name of "Lu Zhigang".

No one dared to touch this batch of grain, for fear of angering the poisonous goose Lu Zhigang, who would poison them in revenge, and they could not eat the grain even if they got it.

However, Zhou You was not afraid because he was Lu Zhigang. What was wrong with touching his own food?
"You kid, you're really cunning for using other people's things to do favors!"

Although the traveler was angry, he did not mean to blame Zhou You, because he knew that Zhou You also took risks by giving advice, and if Lu Zhigang investigated the matter later, he would be the target of trouble.

"Lead the way, and go and see the food."

(End of this chapter)