Dreaming for 10,000 years

Chapter 216 Anger

What’s even more hateful is that behind all this, there was collusion between people in the imperial court and foreigners, and even the powerful and wealthy took the lead!
The corrupt empire, the decadent rulers, and the covetous Old Ones have pushed this land to the brink of collapse.

Shi Fei couldn't help but sigh in his heart. The people in this world live such a miserable life. The south might be slightly better than the north, but the closer to the power center, the more severe the suffering of the people.

The greed of the powerful and the conspiracy of the old rulers are intertwined, like an invisible giant net, trapping countless people and preventing them from struggling.

Shi Fei walked out of the temple and prepared to look for the group of people. The food stored in the temple was enough for them to survive for a while, at least to keep them alive.

As soon as he walked out of the temple, Shi Fei saw a familiar face among the group of people standing guard outside the door. When the man saw Shi Fei coming out, he immediately came up to him and said with concern: "Benefactor, are you okay?"

The person guarding the door was Yan Sanqin. Since he had decided to start a rebellion, he had to establish his authority. Although it was dangerous, he took the initiative to find out the situation of the Dragon King Temple and Shi Fei's actions.

He knew that only by making contributions to this startup team could he win the trust and respect of everyone.

"It's already been solved!" Shi Fei said to him, "Let them all come!"

"You..." Yan Sanqin looked at Shi Fei carefully, and seeing that he was unharmed, he felt relieved. He quickly ran to a nearby place and whistled.

That was the code they agreed upon.

Soon, other people gathered from all directions and followed Yan Sanqin and Shi Fei into the temple. Shi Fei briefly explained to them what happened in the temple, including the conspiracy between Prince Jing and the foreigners, and the innocent people who were used as sacrifices.

Yan Sanqin looked at Prince Jing, the foreigners, and the yamen runners lying on the ground, with a very complicated expression on his face, as if he was crying but not crying. He whispered, "I knew that the people in the court were doing bad things behind my back, but I didn't expect... they didn't treat us as human beings at all!"

"My family! My mother!" A middle-aged man with a face full of pain could no longer hold back and burst into tears when he heard this.

In this disaster, his mother secretly went on a hunger strike to save food and eventually starved to death. His cry was heartbreaking, as if he wanted to vent all the pain that had been pent up in his heart for a long time.

His cry was like a fuse, instantly igniting the emotions of others. Many people had red eyes and sobbed softly. They tried hard to survive, paid too much price, and lost too many loved ones.

Who can understand this pain? Who can bear it for them?

"At least you survived, but there are still many more people who didn't survive!" Shi Fei looked at them and thought of the time when he met Goudan.

The deserted and silent village, the half-dead body of a loved one, and the young man waiting to die. In this world, there are too many people like Goudan, who don't even have a chance to cry.

Shi Fei looked at them and said, "You can take the food in the temple and divide it among you. This food is enough for you to survive for a while. As for the future path...you decide for yourself."

"We have decided! We are going to do something stupid!" Yan Sanqin said angrily, "Since they won't let us live, we won't let them live!"

"You dare to dethrone the emperor without hesitation!" Zhao Jiushu thought of his dead son and wife. With deep hatred in his voice, he gritted his teeth and said, "We will make them pay the price! Let them pay with blood!"

"Not only them, but also some indescribable horrors!" Shi Fei said as he looked at the group of people. If they rebelled, their enemies would not only be the Qing court, but also those indescribable Old Ones. For example, the King in Yellow, Cthulhu, Nyarlathotep, or other Old Ones.

"What is indescribable!" Yan Sanqin roared, his fists clenched so hard that they made a creaking sound: "The fire in my heart is truly indescribable!"

The once comfortable family has fallen to this state.

If Shi Fei hadn't appeared, he might have been pushed into the black water pool and died silently!
At this moment, the rage in Yan Sanqin's heart surpassed all the unknown fears. There was no fear in his eyes, only endless anger and determination.

Even if Cthulhu himself came, he would dare to rush up and slap it twice!
When they are forced to live no longer, let those powerful nobles and the Old Ones see the anger from the bottom of society!
"Rebellion... I'm also a professional!" Shi Fei looked at them and said with a smile: "Let's go! First go and divide the food, and then... let's overthrow this corrupt world together!"

They found the temple’s granary, which was a huge warehouse full of food, enough for them to eat for a long time!

"It looks like a lot, but if we sit in the mountains and eat it all, we will only have enough to eat for a few months!" Shi Fei said, looking at the pile of food.

Yan Sanqin also thought of this. He frowned and said, "How about keeping half for seeds? But now is not the season for planting wheat."

There is wheat in the north and rice in the south, so this pile of grain is naturally wheat.

Winter wheat planted in the north is generally sown in October of the lunar calendar and cannot be harvested until June of the following year.

However, the entire southern Shandong region has not seen rain for several months, and coupled with the raging locust plague, the fields have long been barren of grass, so where is the sign of wheat?

"Let's rely on this to survive first. I have arranged for people from the south to send sweet potato and corn seeds." Shi Fei said.

He came from the south, so he would be prepared. Mr. Zheng was his man, and although he didn't know how serious the disaster was, it would never be wrong to prepare in advance.

Shi Fei continued, "Right now, there is no one living in the entire southern part of Shandong Province. If we don't have food, we won't even have anywhere to rob. We can only rely on our own production. It's a pity to leave such a large piece of land in ruins!"

"This... is true!" After hearing this, the others also began to whisper.

Now that there has been rain, the locust plague has temporarily subsided. It would be a waste to leave such a large piece of land vacant and not plant something on it.

"This..." Yan Sanqin pondered for a moment, a hint of hesitation on his face. They had just vowed to rebel, but how come they were discussing farming in the blink of an eye?
Zhao Jiushu thought so too.

It seems that this is not the process of rebellion throughout history?

Shouldn't they, under the leadership of a hero like Shi Fei, capture cities and territories, and grow stronger like a snowball?
Shi Fei looked at their expressions and said, "Rebellion is easy, but have you ever thought about what kind of world you want to create if the rebellion succeeds?"

"One day, you will be powerful and wealthy. Will the world still be the same as it is today?"

(End of this chapter)