Let the scourge go to the right path, and you make games to reward them?.

Chapter 307 Going Down the Mountain (15)

Although no one can be seen coming to worship in the mass grave, the offerings inside are refreshed every day.

This is a phenomenon that is not in line with reality, but relying on this phenomenon, Yaoguang barely survived here, and there was one less problem to worry about every day.

Although the food was basically rotten or spoiled, Yaoguang and the sick girl could not refuse this gift from nature.

Every day, Yaoguang spends most of his time sorting out these foods.

She has figured out the pattern of food appearance, and goes to the destination every day to collect items, find hay, and classify them.

The level of the beggar's special skill [Food Identification] is slowly increasing, allowing her to gradually see the degree of corruption of food and when it is completely rotten and spoiled.

In "Jiuzhou", there are many categories of skills, including professional skills corresponding to different professions, racial skills corresponding to races, common skills that anyone can learn, and item skills that only some items have.

Collecting all these skills is also one of the ways to play the game. Some races can obtain item skills and increase item levels by eating iron or stone items at the beginning, but that has nothing to do with Yaoguang now.

Before becoming stronger, the first thing she had to consider was staying alive.

The speed of skill improvement was slow, but when she came to her senses, she found that her [Food Identification] and [Food Collection] had reached level ten, and a small qualitative change had occurred.

[Identify Food] allows her to find fresher food, and [Collect Food] allows her to better collect food. Every time she obtains food, there is a chance to get an extra portion.

The improvement of the two skills became one of the few surprises in her beggar career, and also made her collect more diligently.

On the tenth day of this life, the girl in the hay finally woke up.

She was still very weak, but she finally didn't need Yaoguang to feed her mouth to mouth. When Yaoguang approached, she opened her amber eyes and looked at Yaoguang curiously.

The other party is also an extraordinary person, but not of the same kind as Yaoguang.

There are many categories of aliens. The other party's abnormalities are different-colored pupils and cat-like ears.

Looking at Yaoguang approaching, she wanted to express her gratitude, but after she opened her mouth, she could only say a soul-stirring "Meow~"

"You can't talk? Your value is reduced."

By this day, Yaoguang had gradually become familiar with this game.

After accepting the game's rules and regulations, she discovered that the most important skill in this game was not swordsmanship or talismans, but literacy.

If you can read and write, you can find a clerical job in a nearby village, with meals provided every day and some silver as compensation. Then you can slowly save money and wait for the moment of take-off.

If you can't read, it's okay to be eloquent. Some jobs require eloquence as support, and you can make a name for yourself in there.

But now, the Catwoman in front of him was missing an arm and a leg, was an alien, was full of poison, and couldn't speak. No matter how you looked at it, she was a negative asset. Saving her would be of no use except to consume his own food rations.

Noticing that Yaoguang's gaze was gradually turning cold, Catwoman meowed and squirmed her body, as if trying to prove that she was still useful.

However, Yaoguang just turned around and left coldly, making Catwoman's screams even more miserable.

But not long after, Yaoguang placed today's food in front of Catwoman and said coldly: "Since your hands can still move, then go and eat by yourself in the future. When your wound is almost healed, help me collect food. I don't want to keep idle people here."

"Meow~"

Catwoman nodded repeatedly in gratitude, then bent down and ate the food brought by Yaoguang in big mouthfuls, then kept waving her hands, as if to express her gratitude.

"No need to thank me, just get better soon and return the favor of saving my life."

"Meow~"

But after eating, Catwoman felt sleepy. She yawned, found a sunny spot, lay down there and fell asleep, just like a real cat.

Yaoguang looked at Catwoman helplessly, and then found a petal falling from the sky and landing in her hands.

Before we knew it, spring was here.

The long cold winter finally ended, and this little beggar finally survived.

In the live broadcast room, the audience felt incredible watching Yaoguang's performance.

[The Holy King actually saved people? Did I see it wrong? ]

[No need to speculate, this catwoman is definitely the Saint King's reserve food. I believe the Saint King will find out how to cook living people. If that doesn't work, eating them raw is also possible.]

[It should be the furnace tripod. The Holy King definitely wants to take this cat girl as his harem and attack her fiercely from the front and back every day.]

[Although we are all from the same sect, I still don't want to be associated with a pervert like you. ]

[I feel that the Holy King must have ulterior motives for doing this. I believe that the Holy King will not let me down! ]

Looking at the situation in the live broadcast room, Lin Yuan originally wanted to interfere with the Holy King's behavior, but now he felt it was unnecessary.

The Holy King is worthy of being the Holy King, his resilience is incredibly strong.

He is already a strong man in this world, but he can actually humble himself and blend in with the beggars. He keeps moving forward under a lot of pressure and even saves a person.

The data in the live broadcast room is also slowly increasing. This kind of inspirational script is also very marketable. If you stick to it, you will not have to worry about lack of popularity.

Nodding with satisfaction, Lin Yuan felt that he didn't need to start his personal training anymore.

The Saint King Yaoguang had no idea that he had just escaped a disaster and was now preparing to go down the mountain.

The dilapidated Taoist temple is on the top of a small hill. It gets dark early in winter and the road is cold. Often, you will run out of energy halfway through the walk and have to turn back.

But now that spring has arrived, we can carry less hay and walk without having to stand in the cold wind, so it is relatively easy to go down the mountain.

At dusk, the Holy King finally walked slowly from the dilapidated temple to the village at the foot of the mountain.

Seeing the village made her very excited, but she was thinking about how the cat girl in the mountain was doing now? Was she hungry? Did she eat the food she found on time?

Shaking off this thought, she excitedly walked into the village. Just as she was about to ask someone about the situation here, she saw the other person looking at her with horror.

Looking down, Yaoguang saw that her skin had turned pale and some pus and blood were dripping from her wrists, which were obvious signs of an erysipelas outbreak.

Some villages despise those who possess Dandu, believing that these people go against the will of heaven in order to practice, and will receive retribution sooner or later.

As the villagers shouted, more and more villagers began to gather, surrounded Yaoguang with farm tools in hand, and then walked towards her with butcher knives raised.

Looking at these guys, Yaoguang snorted coldly.

ridiculous.

Although she knew she was doomed, Yaoguang was never one to surrender.

Taking out a sharpened stone from her arms, she looked at the approaching farmer and grinned.

Come! war!
(End of this chapter)