Whether or not this matter can be forgotten is not the point for now, but the other people in the pure white space have obviously completed their first inspection, and their glances are vaguely cast over.
Before anyone could make any move, the beams of light in the center of the space had already gathered into a line and announced in a serious tone:
[Copy Name: Chongming]
[Number of participants: 12 (all experienced players)]
[Main Mission: Burning]
[The game ends once a player completes the task]
[The "Chongming" game has started, and will be transferred soon. Please wait]
[My personal live broadcast room has been opened, I wish all players a happy game]
This time, everyone had even less time to think. Almost as soon as the light ball finished reading the copy information, the system opened the game channel in a hurry and sent all twelve people present out.
Shi Yu only felt that He Weiyou suddenly stuffed something into his palm at that moment. Before he could look, the scene in front of him had changed.
The first thing that caught my eye was a group of chickens.
A chicken with a red crown, two wings, and that clucks, the kind that can be fried and eaten.
【Grass. 】
[Chicken farm?]
[This landing site is very spiritual. ]
[On the compatibility of beauties and chickens hahahahaha]
[Stop laughing, look at the sky, I almost hallucinated that this is our Netherworld. ]
【ah? ? ! 】
Shi Yu stood there in a daze for half a second and looked around.
It seemed to be night here, the sky was so dim that not a single star could be found, let alone the moon. Lanterns were hung on the walls and under the eaves, and the bright light made the environment as bright as day.
Behind me was a fence as tall as an adult, and the ground was covered with something that looked like platycodon and straw. It was soft and silent when stepped on, and all that was left was a group of densely packed, lively chickens.
Shi Yu counted and roughly estimated that there were at least hundreds of chickens in the chicken coop he was in.
Is this a chicken farm?
Shi Yu looked down at the clothes she was wearing.
It's an ancient chicken farm.
"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing in the front? I didn't invite you here just to eat and do nothing!"
When Shi Yu heard the sound, he picked up the bamboo dustpan in his hand, grabbed a handful of corn kernels from it, and scattered them to the chickens in front of him.
The chickens immediately swarmed over, and the sounds of crowing and fighting for food were endless. Some chickens were left alone, and they changed their previous attitude of avoiding humans and walked up to the owner to beg for food, with their wings spread out like a peacock.
A man who looked like the manager of this place walked over quickly and said, "What were you staring at just now? Do you still want to work?!"
Shi Yu said nothing.
It was not a crime to be distracted while feeding. The steward scolded him a few more times, and seeing that he did not say a word and admitted his mistake in a good manner, he did not say anything too serious. Finally, he hung the basket he brought on the wooden stake to the left of the chicken coop entrance: "Your meal for today."
Shi Yu: “Thank you.”
The steward waved his hand and said, "The bottom of the bowl contains your oil coupons for this month. Remember to go to the oil mill to get the oil for your lamp at twilight hour."
Shi Yu waited until the steward's back was out of sight before he raised his eyes to look at the lanterns hanging by the fence.
Get lamp oil?
Is it the fuel in the lantern?
But why do we have to remember to pick it up?
It is normal for a company to give mooncakes, rice dumplings, clothes and tea to its employees, but which normal chicken farm would give lamp oil to its employees?
He thought for a few seconds, but the chicken next to him kept flapping its wings on his calves, so he gave up and grabbed a handful of corn from the dustpan and threw it out.
It's quite magical. Not only does he feed the cat in real life, he also has to feed the chickens in the game.
This chicken coop seemed to be set up in a forest, with a bald-like plain in the middle. The area was actually not small, but it was still not as large as modern chicken farms. The total number of chickens was just over a thousand.
Shi Yu walked around the chicken coop, emptied the feed in the winnowing basket, took down the basket that the steward had hung on the wooden stake, walked down the wooden stairs, and remembered to close the fence door when he left.
He stood there and looked up at the sky.
There was still dense darkness overhead, as if someone had broken a bottle of the darkest and thickest ink on the sky. Wooden poles were erected at regular intervals on both sides of the road, and the lanterns hanging underneath glowed brightly.
This structure is a bit like a street lamp.
He looked for a while and then looked away. At this moment, his pocket suddenly vibrated.
Shi Yu took out a round plate from his pocket.
It is black, palm-sized, and has a smooth surface. A thin, curved metal wire is inserted into the cylinder, and it seems to be detachable. At first glance, the whole thing looks like the head of Teletubbies.
As for the phone, it is vibrating like it is in conference mode.
This thing was given to him by He Wei before the system transmission, and he didn't know what it was exactly.
Shi Yu placed it on the palm of his hand, and then he saw the metal wire on the column move as if inspired, slowly turning three circles, and then pointing in a direction.
He glanced in that direction twice, then lowered his head and pulled out the wire.
【puff】
【He Weiyou: ???】
[You all just know how to laugh, I just feel sorry for little brother He who is looking for someone far away hahahahahahaha…]
Shi Yu's movements were very gentle, but there was no obstruction in the process, and no sound of anything being broken or cracked was heard, so it was indeed detachable.
It was also the moment when the wire was pulled out that the disc that was vibrating like a conference phone suddenly became quiet.
Shi Yu looked at it over and over for a while, then put the wire back in.
The disc continued to vibrate.
Shi Yu ignored him, put the plate back into his pocket, picked up the dustpan by its rattan strap, and walked towards the small wooden house not far away.
It is called a wooden house, but in fact it looks more like a workshop. The eaves outside extend half a meter. There is a chopping board on the stone platform below and kitchen knives are hung on the wall.
As you walk into the door, there are mountains of corn, peanuts and rice ears piled up in the corner, and wooden barrels and winnowing baskets lined up in the corner.
Further in, there is a living room separated by a wooden board. The light from the lantern can no longer reach there, and one can only see the general environment with the light leaking through the door. There is no kang or fire source, only a wooden table. The side against the wall is raised with stones and covered with a quilt. It is probably a bed.
There is nothing else besides this, neither objects nor people.
Shi Yu put the dustpan and the one in the corner together and piled them neatly. He went outside to get some water to wash his hands. He opened the basket and immediately saw the "oil ticket" that the steward had mentioned.
It was a palm-sized piece of butter paper with traditional Chinese characters written on it and his name in the corner, apparently to prevent unlimited copying.
He turned to the back and didn't see any other writing, so he folded it and put it in his pocket. Then he took out the rice, vegetables and meat from the basket and placed them on the small wooden table. Before he could even pick up the chopsticks, the wooden door rang.
It was not the sound of knocking on the door, but more like the sound of stones hitting the door, short but clear.
“Pah.”
“Pah.”
“Pah.”
“…”
Shi Yu walked out of the cubicle and outside the wooden house.
It was completely empty outside, not even a single person was around.
Shi Yu stood for a while, ready to go back home, but a shadow suddenly covered him from behind, and at the same time, the sound of whistling wind sounded in his ears.
He held onto the door frame, turned around, and kicked it directly.
"Oh my god! Wait, they're friendly forces!"
He Weiyou dodged quickly, and his arm was blown by the wind he brought. He felt a chill in his heart and shouted in panic.
Shi Yu looked at him and asked, "Did you make that sound just now?"
"It's me." He Weiyou quickly spread out his palm, on which there were still a few stones left for breaking the door.
Shi Yu: "How did you find me?"
"Use a prop." He Weiyou took out a disc from his bracelet that was exactly the same as the one he had stuffed into his hand, and explained honestly, "This is called a compass."
Although Shi Yu guessed that it was the prop that the other party had stuffed in that caused the trouble, he couldn't really tell which needle on the black plate was pointing to the south.
"Of course it's not an ordinary compass. The steel needle on this compass is the pointer, but the magnet it's looking for is not the earth, but another dial." He Weiyou laughed, "The forum even gave it a special name, called the Dragon-Seeking Ruler."
Shi Yu didn't ask any more questions. He took out the black plate from his pocket and returned it to him, then turned around and went back to the house.
He Weiyou followed him and kept chattering: "Do you know where this is? I thought I was the only one who was unlucky to land in a chicken farm at the beginning of the game. Now it turns out that you are the same? I have seen several players on the way here, and they are all in the chicken farm. Why is the livestock industry so worthless here? And isn't it night time now? Why are all the people still working instead of sleeping? Damn, why do you have food here?!"
Shi Yu sat on the edge of the bed: "Someone gave it to me."
He Weiyou: "Why is there no one to send me off?"
Shi Yu: "Maybe because you went on strike."
“…”
Shi Yu: "How long did it take to get here?"
He Weiyou stared at the table for several times. "Only one or two hours? The main thing is that I need to determine your approximate location at the beginning, so I just wander around the chicken coop where you landed. When you get close to this side, the compass vibrates and you come here immediately."
But even so, there should be a long distance.
Shi Yu hummed and threw the chopsticks to him.
He Weiyou was flattered: "Give it to me? Don't you want to eat it?"
Shi Yu: “I’m not hungry.”
"Really not eating?"
"Um."
He Weiyou finished his meal with tears in his eyes. He cleaned up the dishes, moved the basket outside, and asked earnestly, "Where are we going now? Do you want to look for the steward you met before? Or should we go outside this forest and take a look?"
Shi Yu shook his head.
"So what do you want to do now?"
"sleep."
He Weiyou closed his mouth and blinked his eyes.
However, he didn't expect that when the other party saw that he was quiet, she actually shrank into the corner against the wall in her coarse linen clothes without any hesitation, with her long black hair scattered on the straw.
He Weiyou saw that something was not right, so he quickly reached out and tugged at his linen sleeve: "Did you hear what I just said?"
Shi Yu put the back of his hand over his eyes and said, "I heard it."
"Then at least answer me one question."
"I don't know any."
“…”
He Weiyou said, "So what have you been doing since you came here? Didn't you go looking for information?"
Shi Yu: “Feed the chickens.”
“…”
He Weiyou didn't know why, but the words "feed the chickens" spoken by the other party made him feel as if he had heard Newton's three laws of mechanics: "You wouldn't have been feeding chickens since the beginning of the game, right?"
"Can't?"
He Weiyou held it in for a long time: "...As long as you are happy."
Shi Yu finally took her hand away and looked at him: "You've been here for so long, why don't you ask for yourself?"
He Wei had a look of grief and indignation on his face: "How can I find the time to look for clues when I am busy looking for you?"
The topic ended here. After the two looked at each other for three seconds, He Weiyu couldn't sit still and went out again, intending to find a native resident of the game copy to try socializing.
When he came back after walking around outside for a long time, he didn't even reach the straw bed. Instead, as soon as he entered the door, he saw the other person sitting on a small wooden stake against the wall, holding a corn as big as a human head in his hand.
He Weiyou was shocked: "What are you doing?"
Shi Yu tore off a piece of corn husk, looked up at him, then lowered his head again: "Peel the corn."
He Weiyou stuttered: "Why do you want to peel corn suddenly?"
Shi Yu tore off five or six corn husks in a row, folded them neatly on the ground, and then answered him, "Feed the chickens."
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