He Weiyou really couldn't understand this person's train of thought.
Is this some new way to beat the game, or is there some connection between corn husks and the game?
It's impossible that the other party was sent to a chicken farm and took on the role of a breeder, so he sincerely believes that he is a chicken breeder, right?
He Wei thought about it for a while but couldn't figure it out, so he just sat down and scooped up a corn. "I've asked around. This is the imperial palace. To the north is the royal hunting ground, and to the south is the exit of the chicken farm. There are guards at the entrances and exits. I didn't know if I could get out, so I just stood there and looked around. The sign on the tallest building in front of me said Oil Mill. It's very easy to find, so I don't have to worry about getting lost."
He threw the peeled corn into the bamboo basket and said, "I talked to the two guards. This place, or the dynasty we are in now, is called Dajin, nicknamed the Never-Sleeping Country."
When Shi Yu heard what he said, he paused peeling corn and turned to look at the dark night sky outside.
Is the sky above my head painted?
"Don't disbelieve it." He Weiyou probably knew that what he said was really outrageous. "I can't ask for too much detail, but that's what they call this place."
It is easy to guide others to say "our country that never sleeps", but it is difficult to guide them to say why it is called the country that never sleeps without doubting the intention of the person who deliberately brought up this topic. After all, it is impossible for real natives to not even know the origin of their country's nickname.
He Weiyou peeled another corn and wanted to get the third one, but found that it was empty. "Including your place, there are twelve chicken pens in total, and the people responsible for feeding the chickens are all players - yes, this is the identity we got in this game, all of us are chicken farmers hired by the emperor to raise chickens. The most bizarre thing is that there are only twelve of us to take care of hundreds of thousands of chickens. I seriously suspect that the emperor here hates us very much, and he doesn't even treat people like animals in this way."
Shi Yu did not comment on this. He lifted the basket full of corn to the side of the stone platform, took out a corn and put it on the chopping board, then took out a shiny kitchen knife.
He Weiyou stood up and said, "There is another strange thing. You see it is night outside. Their working hours here seem to be opposite to our reality. Now it is night time. But the two guards told me that someone will come to take over their shift in a few hours. I guess the custom here is that night owls work at sunset and rest at sunrise. I don't know how the steward came up with this method of seeking harm and avoiding profit..."
“Boom!”
He Weiyou was startled and the voice disappeared instantly.
Shi Yu pulled out the kitchen knife from the chopping board and chopped the corn on the board again.
“Boom!!!!”
He Wei felt as if he had watched him use the kitchen knife to chop corn like a bone-chopping knife to chop up corpses. His scalp tightened: "Wait! Brother, have you never been to the kitchen? That's not how you cut corn for chicken feed!"
Shi Yu: “?”
He Weiyou simply pulled him away, took the chopping board himself, placed the corn stalks upright on the board, and with one cut, the yellow and white corn kernels rolled down the blade and piled up into a small hill.
Shi Yu watched for a while, then took out a kitchen knife, picked up a corn and started cutting it.
It is almost time to feed the chickens for the second time.
He Weiyou continued the previous topic while cutting: "Also, this place has to pay tribute to the emperor with chickens every month."
Shi Yu chopped the corn kernels with a knife and finally turned to look at him.
"Real chickens, the kind raised outside." He Weiyou moved closer. "And from what they said, it seems that the twelve of us players are competitors. If the chickens that anyone pays tribute to are favored by the emperor, then we will have power and wealth, and won't have to worry about our next life. I even wonder if their country considers chickens to be a national treasure."
Shi Yu lowered his eyes and said nothing.
"But if chickens are national treasures, then this number is too much. Isn't it said that things are valuable because they are rare? Twelve players are in charge of a chicken coop, so there are at least tens of thousands of chickens. They are oviparous animals that can lay hundreds of eggs at a time, so their reproduction rate is not low." He Wei moved the kitchen knife very quickly, "So why does the emperor have to collect chickens every month? Does he particularly like to eat his treasures?"
A basket of corn was processed quickly.
The raw materials are delivered by special people, and all the breeders have to do is process and feed them.
Shi Yu cut another bowl of bean cakes and another bowl of peanuts, put them in the food bowl and went to the chicken coop.
The chickens inside smelled the familiar scent and all gathered around, clucking.
Shi Yu watched the chickens fighting for food in front of him, and scattered some feed from time to time. After he had finished feeding all the chickens in the basin, he left the fence and looked up at the sky above his head.
It was still pitch black.
He Weiyou followed his gaze and looked upwards, but saw nothing.
Shi Yu asked him, "Why don't you go back to your chicken coop?"
While He Weiyou was waiting for him to feed the chickens, he was already playing with the chickens inside: "Why do you want to go back?"
Shi Yu thought about it and gave a reason: "You haven't fed the chickens in your chicken coop yet."
"That's nothing." He Weiyou rushed out from the fence with a coat of chicken feathers, as if he suddenly remembered that the other party was only a junior who had entered the God's Domain for two months. He turned around and explained to him, "You may not understand because you came late. This is not a rule-based ghost story derivative world, nor is it a supernatural movie where you must find the truth to complete the ending, nor is it a survival battle royale where you must live long enough. After entering, the only thing players have to do is to complete the main quest issued by the system before the opening. There is no time limit or means limit. If you complete it, you can leave. If you can't complete it, stay. You can do whatever you want with the rest. It's just a strike, the system won't care at all."
Although there has always been a rule in God's Domain that the character setting cannot be broken in the game, this "cannot break the character setting" only means that the natives in the dungeon cannot discover the fact that they are not natives. In addition, the system controls that every time the player gets the identity, the original behavior habits are actually not much different from their own, which means that as long as they don't suddenly change like a schizophrenic, there is basically no possibility of being suspected.
Players from the Lower Nine Heavens might be too cautious and concentrate on their roles because they are new here, but players from the Upper Nine Heavens basically won't really immerse themselves in their identities or characters, otherwise He Weiyou wouldn't have left the chicken coop to look for people as soon as he arrived, and even needed to inform Shi Yu of the existence of the manager.
He Weiyou brushed down the chicken feathers on his head and said, "Don't say you only saw me running to your place. When I went outside to inquire, I saw that three or four chicken pens were empty. As for the people in the remaining chicken pens, none of them feed the chickens as seriously as you do. I came to find you because I know I am incompetent and cowardly. If it were someone else who was brave, they might have run to the palace as soon as they arrived. If there were one or two with crazy and twisted personalities among them, maybe we would hear news of assassination and forcing the emperor to abdicate later..."
Before he finished speaking, a shrill scream suddenly rang out from outside: "Someone come! There's an assassin!!!"
He Weiyou: “…”
Shi Yu: “…”
【I? ? ? 】
[As expected of you, He Dazui]
[Fuck, I’m laughing like crazy, hahahahahaha]
There is quite a distance between the chicken farm and the palace.
The guards guarding outside the chicken farm had already rushed towards the direction of the incident upon hearing the noise, and the two men did not encounter any obstacles this time.
Shi Yu didn't know the road here, and was basically dragged by He Weiyu in the first part. After finally reaching the outside of the chicken farm, he suddenly broke free from the other's hand and said, "You go first."
He Wei was confused: "No, where are you going at this time?"
"Oil mill."
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He Weiyou's previous description was very accurate. The oil mill is the tallest building you can see after leaving the chicken farm.
The door was wide open, the owner was standing in front of the counter, and many people were gathered in the open space in front.
Rescuing the emperor is not an obligation, but there will definitely be benefits after the success. When the news of the assassination came, some people ran out with the idea of helping, while more people stayed where they were for fear of being affected, as if waiting for the current commotion to pass.
It was at this time that Shi Yu came over and called out, "Sir."
The abbot just happened to walk to the door and looked out. He saw the direction he was coming from and looked at the linen clothes he was wearing. He asked, "Are you here to get the lamp oil?"
Shi Yu nodded.
"Give me the oil ticket," the owner returned to the counter and flipped open the thick book, "What's the name?"
Shi Yu read out the name.
The owner took the oil-paper ticket, ticked a mark somewhere on the book, then bent down and took out a small porcelain bottle from under the counter: "This is the amount for this month, take it."
The porcelain vase is very small and can be completely covered by one hand, so the actual object inside is even smaller.
Shi Yu poured a little bit into the cork.
The bright red oily substance flowed along the edge of the bottle into the groove. The color was so red that it was almost black. It looked sticky and thick as if it had been compressed and purified thousands of times.
He looked at it for a few seconds, then suddenly lowered his head and sniffed.
Floating on the oily substance was a strong, pungent smell of blood.
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The palace ahead was now brightly lit.
He Weiyou wandered back and forth in the grove near the main gate, watching the soldiers and guards carrying lanterns coming in and out in the distance. Before he could decide whether to go over or not, he accidentally stepped on a dead branch.
“Crack—”
A beam of light suddenly hit me: "Who's there?!"
He Weiyou exclaimed "Damn it" in his heart and turned around and ran away.
This action stirred up a thousand waves. Someone behind him shouted, "The assassin is heading towards Sangtan Palace. Chase him!"
He Weiyou: “…”
He suddenly stopped, turned around and shouted, "Wait, I'm not an assassin!"
In response, a long arrow flew through the air, brushed past his arm and shot into the tree trunk behind him, with the feathers at the tail making a trembling sound.
"This way! I shot the assassin!"
He Weiyu’s mind was filled with the words “Oh shit” instantly, and he didn’t bother to explain and just ran away.
Feather arrows flew towards him, he dodged left and right, suddenly left the jungle, and the next moment he was face to face with the guard in front of him.
Before the guard could react and shout, He Weiyou punched the man in the head. The guard fell to the ground, and He Weiyou took advantage of this opportunity to climb up a tree branch nearby, using it as a stepping stone and turning to climb towards the palace.
The guards behind him almost followed closely and saw their colleague lying on the ground, but they didn't see anyone else here.
One of the leaders called out and continued forward with the remaining guards. As soon as they walked out of the woods, they saw a man in coarse linen clothes walking towards them: "It's an assassin!"
Shi Yu was stunned for a long time when he was pointed at and called an assassin as soon as he arrived.
The guard over there didn't waste a moment and drew his bow and arrow, and the flashing cold light flew directly towards his face.
He Weiyou put on his steel claws and chopped the flying arrows into several pieces as he jumped down from the tree: "I told you guys I'm not an assassin! You got the wrong guy!"
The guard leader turned a deaf ear to him: "Very good, both of them are here, capture them all!"
He Weiyou was so angry that he almost smoked: "Damn, have you ever seen an assassin wearing such tattered clothes to kill people?!"
The guard sneered: "We all saw with our own eyes that the assassins who broke into the palace were wearing coarse linen clothes, one with long hair and the other with short hair. Do you think we are all blind?!"
[What?]
【What is this? 】
[Forget about the clothes, but one has long hair and the other has short hair? ]
[Why should the clothes be counted? The clothes cannot be counted! When Master Meiren went to the oil mill just now, the other people present were not wearing the same clothes as them! This sack is exclusively for chicken farmers!!]
[If I hadn’t been following the entire live broadcast, I would have thought that the group of guards were talking about the two of them…]
[But this is too damn coincidental, is it because of their identities that the plot kills them? ? ]
[Anyone who has opened other live broadcast rooms at the same time, please tell me who saw the assassination scene? 】
[Before, have you forgotten that the Shenyu APP was just updated a week ago, and one IP can only watch one player's live broadcast at the same time? ]
The guards over there didn't care what everyone was thinking. They didn't want to waste any more time talking and just raised their hands: "Catch him!"
If this happened in modern times, it wouldn't be a big deal if one cooperated with the investigation, but in ancient times, once someone was imprisoned, they would be tortured during interrogation.
Shi Yu could have called the owner of the oil mill he had just passed by to be his witness, but he was not sure if the other party would remember him or testify under pressure. Secondly, if the guards said that the assassin had already escaped from the palace, it was entirely possible that he was in the oil mill, which would also be a dead end. He only considered it for half a second before abandoning this path and chose to evacuate directly.
Fortunately, it was night time when the accident happened, and there were no lanterns hung everywhere in the palace. The two men came to the outside of Chongxian Hall and hid in the darkness, and finally waited until the guards who were pursuing them left with lanterns.
He Weiyou heaved a sigh of relief and scratched his hair: "What the hell is going on..."
Shi Yu stood up straight.
He Weiyou felt uneasy when he looked at him: "What's wrong?"
Shi Yu: "What on earth did you do in the palace?"
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