From space to the world, it takes trillions of years

On February , the dragon looked up.

A spring rain was almost boundless, covering the twelve border counties that had suffered from a long period of severe drought.

New green appeared in the fields, and the refugees, with some hope, set out on their journey back home one after another.

The drought eased and the momentum of the civil unrest stagnated.

Just when people thought God was finally going to change his mind.

For half a month, the scorching sun swallowed up all the little hope.

The tips of the grass that had just sprouted a few days ago were all eaten up, and the fields looked desolate.

Desperate refugees gathered together and filled several cities with their flesh and blood.

What’s funny is that the grain stored in the cellars of the wealthy families who died in the city was enough to feed these refugees for several years!

I don’t know if they felt any regret in their hearts when they were killed by the ants they once regarded as ants.

According to those who escaped, the refugees looked like evil spirits, with withered hair, and they ate whatever they saw.

In Daliang in the north, the emperor is young and strong, and he recently noticed the chaos on the border.

He simply chopped off more than a thousand heads, and then mobilized a large army to transport food continuously.

As the drought showed no signs of stopping, the refugees were organized and relocated to other counties.

The refugees in the six counties were almost evacuated, and the chaos stopped immediately.

The people of Daning were not so lucky.

The imperial court and the rebels fought several battles in the south, and two princes died in battle one after another.

Just as the defeated army was fleeing in all directions, a general with a large number of troops defected in front of the battlefield and joined the rebellious prince.

The only four remaining descendants of the previous emperor joined forces to rule a state, with the fifteenth prince, who had the general's support, being the most powerful.

The situation took a turn for the worse in an instant, but that person just ignored it, as if he was unaware.

The new emperor made a lot of trouble when he first took office, but now he is completely laid low.

Just after the New Year, he began to hold a beauty contest, and indulged in wine and women, living a life of drunkenness and debauchery.

The general Yulin who had an affair with the imperial concubine held great power and could enter and leave the palace at will every day.

There were even rumors that the previous emperor's concubine was pregnant, and many eunuchs and female officials were beaten to death because of this.

Ministers wrote petitions one after another requesting the execution of the treacherous officials, but the emperor kept them all and did not send them out.

Instead, the General Yu Lin found some excuses and exterminated more than a dozen families.

The powerful people in the capital were silent, and many families withdrew their forces from the imperial city, increasing their bets on the rebellious prince.

Heroes from all over the country emerged and encroached on the states and counties.

There was a man who called himself General Fengtian, who gathered hundreds of thousands of people and captured two county towns.

The land was distributed equally and grain was exempted, and all the wealthy families in the city were slaughtered, dying in miserable ways.

They then abandoned the city and fled, wreaking havoc in the three southeastern states, and the local authorities were unable to control them.

There was a demon who called himself Maitreya Buddha. His followers reached millions and spread across the southwest.

It is said that the leader can call the wind and rain, and turn beans into soldiers. All his disciples are protected by magic talismans, invulnerable to swords and guns, and immune to all poisons.

Believers heard that if they died fighting for the Lord, they would go to heaven, so they were all fearless and courageous.

The barbarians in the lower reaches of Chengshui River are in chaos, and their leader is a martial artist at the peak of his acquired realm.

It is said that he ate tigers and leopards alive, had a green face and fangs, and his barbarian soldiers burned, killed, looted, and committed all kinds of evil.

Just tens of thousands of barbarian soldiers, occupying six counties, were watching covetously.

Just as chaos was about to break out, various places stopped the momentum one after another, revealing an eerie calm.

Of the 282 counties in the 14 states of Daning, only six are in the northern border, where the drought continues and the refugees’ unrest is in full swing.

Chen Yu held the fishing rod in his hand and sat quietly by the river, fishing.

As the spring breeze thaws the frost, the fish in Baimugou begin to open their mouths.

And after being hungry for several months, they bite the bait even more crazily.

In less than half an hour, there was a silver fish, two green carps, and countless small fish as wide as two fingers in Chen Yu's fish basket.

Without the obstruction of that cunning and hateful red carp, loading the goods is extremely pleasant.

Suddenly, he felt as if the fishhook had caught something different.

It took quite a bit of force to bend the seven-foot-long bamboo pole into a full moon.

When they pulled it to the shore, they saw that it was an old turtle as big as a millstone.

Chen Yu was amazed.

People in Baimu Town also often go to the river to fish, after all, it is an excellent source of food.

But I've never heard of anyone catching such a big turtle. It looks like it has lived for at least several decades!

It seems that the bait in my hand is rich in spiritual energy, which is why it can attract so many alien species.

The old turtle struggled with its limbs, trying to jump into the river.

Chen Yu picked it up and saw that its back was as black as ink and had many scratches.

After being caught, the old turtle had a ferocious look in its eyes and turned around to bite Chen Yu's palm.

Unfortunately, Chen Yu is a Qi-refining cultivator, so how could a turtle that has not yet become a spirit be able to bite his flesh and blood?

Chen Yu grabbed the turtle's head and took out the fishhook inside.

There was a cut at the corner of its mouth caused by the fishhook, and a little bright red blood oozed out.

Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that the blood contained a relatively high concentration of spiritual energy.

What a great tonic!

Chen Yuxi smiled happily, threw the fishing rod and the earthenware jar containing earthworms into the space, held the old turtle's tail in his left hand, and the fish basket in his right hand, and returned to the small courtyard.

He did not stew the old turtle. After all, it was not easy for it to live for decades, and it seemed to have developed intelligence.

In the yard, Ta Mei saw her master bringing back a strange guy and hurried over to join in the fun.

The old turtle had a ferocious temper and opened its mouth to bite, which frightened the eagle and made it jump back.

Ever since wheat mutated into blood jade wheat, the staple food of the animals in the yard has been changed to blood jade wheat, and even the steppe weeds are no exception.

Although beans are refreshing, blood jade wheat tastes better.

And compared to the temptation of evolution in life levels, everything else is not worth mentioning.

After a long period of spiritual nourishment, Ta Mei's strength grew rapidly.

Chen Yu estimated that Xu Yan couldn't defeat it even in a head-on confrontation.

Even the chickens and ducks have the strength of the second or third level.

With a "splash", the old turtle was thrown into the pool by Chen Yu.

The carp stared at the uninvited guest with a wary look.

However, because there was no longer any threat, the old turtle retracted its head and limbs into its shell and lay motionless.

Its ferocity and hideousness are just an appearance of being forced to do so. It prefers to hide away and enjoy its leisure and freedom alone.

Two days ago, Xu Xiru rushed to the provincial capital to take the imperial examination. Xu Yan escorted him with several of his personal disciples.

If the drought continues, there will be endless refugees. Although Xu Xiru has some skills, he does not dare to go on the road alone.

It’s just that the six major families and the townspeople live in fear every day.

Since the rain, two large groups of refugees have passed through the town, and were all dispersed by the Village Protection Battalion.

This is because the six major families are already trying their best to recruit refugees, otherwise the surrounding situation will become even more chaotic.

A small part of the vast wasteland from Baimu Town to Fengqi Mountain has been reclaimed, absorbing thousands of young and strong people.

The six major families invested a lot of energy and money in this.

There were no ditches in the wilderness, and water had to be drawn from the mountains for irrigation, which was time-consuming and laborious.

Fortunately, by the time of this year's autumn harvest, the current deficit will be alleviated.

At that time, the extra food can be used to recruit more refugees, forming a virtuous circle.

The six major families are also planning to expand the current six outposts in order to cope with the large number of refugees who are becoming increasingly intertwined.

The world is in chaos, and the more strength you have, the more chances you have of preserving yourself.