The two little girls were quickly beaten to the ground, their faces bruised and swollen, crying and begging for mercy.
"I was wrong, I was wrong, please forgive me, I'll never do it again!"
As Daya dug in the dirt, she said, "You know you're wrong? Then call me 'Grandma' three times. Say it once and admit your mistake each time. Maybe I'll be happy and let you off the hook."
She's definitely a female tyrant.
The two girls did indeed shout, but Da Ya got bored and let them off the hook. Then she pointed at a boy and said, "You, come here. You did a good job just now. You fought the hardest and were the most aggressive. This piece of sugarcane is yours."
The boy happily accepted the sugarcane and then slipped away, afraid that the two girls' parents would come looking for him.
The two girls were beaten so badly that they couldn't even get up.
The two girls had been lying there for a while, and no adults came looking for them. Instead, a number of gloating people surrounded them, pointing and whispering.
"Serves them right for always stealing other people's food. They've really messed with us. They deserved to get beaten up!"
"Exactly. It's only because we all know them that we can tolerate them. If they act arrogantly outside the group, they'll get beaten to death sooner or later."
After a long while, the two girls' parents finally arrived, each with a fierce look on their face and carrying sticks.
The men of the Chen family all surrounded him, and the seventh brother coldly said, "Want to fight?"
Seeing that they outnumbered them and were not to be trifled with, the girl's family slunk away with their daughter.
Sorry, but they have more than just sticks; they also have knives. Although there aren't many, they're still powerful weapons for fighting. And they have more than just these. Anyone who's not afraid of death, come and fight!
At noon, upon returning to their resting place, they received two pieces of bad news. One was that the bamboo forest they had discovered the day before was gone; it had all been cut down by other refugees. If they wanted to make more bamboo products, they would have to go to a more distant bamboo forest to find one.
Secondly, and most importantly, the water source they were looking for was discovered by other refugees, and they almost got into a fight. Fortunately, their people came to their aid in time and managed to protect the water source.
After discussing it, the three village chiefs sent three hundred people to guard the water.
Several able-bodied men from the Chen family went.
Is it worth sending three hundred men out just to guard that little bit of water? Yes, it is!
The patients and wounded in their team are still waiting for water to save their lives; even a small pot of water can revive many people.
With water, medicine, and now a little food, many patients and wounded are slowly waking up. If they can just hold on, they can all pull through.
Therefore, they cannot lose this water; they must protect it!
That water source yields a pottery jar of water each day and night, which is considered a lot; who would be willing to give it up?
After dinner, everyone except those who had to guard the water went out to find food.
This is their current pace of life. Whenever they stop, they constantly search for food. In the future, food will only become scarcer, and if they don't go looking for food, they will starve to death.
Daya took a bunch of tough hay to weave straw sandals.
The Chen family does have denim shoes, but each person only has one pair. There are a lot of people in their group who don't have denim shoes. The shoes they used to wear were worn out long ago, and now they wear straw sandals. So they should make sure to prepare some when they have time.
She was thinking about whether she should weave some straw cloaks so that they could keep out the wind and cold when traveling.
"Second Uncle, do you think we should weave some grass skirts and grass capes too?"
The second brother, who was weaving rattan baskets, said, "It would be good if we could weave some; they should be useful on the road."
As we were talking, a child ran over.
"Uncle Chen, the village chief wants to see you over there. He has something to discuss."
Seeing that her second uncle had also left, Da Ya was a little bored and asked the child playing in the sand, "Do you know what the village chief called everyone to discuss?"
The child tilted his head and said, "It seems like they're talking about burning charcoal."
Daya understood; it was about keeping warm. Many of them didn't even have clothes to wear, and if they didn't even have charcoal, it would be difficult for them to survive the winter.
The child asked curiously, "Big Sister, is burning charcoal the same as burning firewood? We burn firewood every day."
Daya: "It's different. We burn charcoal to get charcoal. With charcoal, we won't be so cold in winter."
"Oh!" The child nodded his little head. He would ask his father to burn more charcoal when he got back, because he was most afraid of the cold.
The child happily ran back home, thinking that he wouldn't be so cold anymore once he had charcoal.
Suddenly, a strange voice echoed in Da Ya's mind: "Host successfully locked, Mini World system successfully bound, would you like to activate it?"
Da Ya was overjoyed. Was this a treasure bestowed upon her by her ancestor?
Daya was so excited that she stopped weaving straw sandals and wanted to tell her family the good news, but everyone was either guarding the water or looking for food. Even her second uncle had been called away by the village chief to discuss matters.
Da Ya had mixed feelings. When something really wonderful happens and you really want to share it with someone, but there's no one there, that feeling...
Daya was so happy that she spun around in circles by herself.
She was very eager to know what her treasure was, so she decided to activate the spirit first and then tell everyone the good news after they returned.
Entering the thatched hut, Daya brought out the ancestral tablet, kowtowed three times to the ancestor, and silently recited the incantation.
"Congratulations, host, on successfully activating the Mini World System and receiving a newbie gift pack."
Daya was overjoyed; she could actually communicate in her mind.
The system assured her, "Yes, the host can communicate with me directly using her thoughts."
Daya exclaimed with delight, "Then, will we be able to activate some kind of little helper next?"
Those in her family who had the baby told her that this process was common.
System: "No need, I am intelligent."
Huh? This is different. Daya thought to herself, "Can I change your name? Yours is too long."
The system was silent for three seconds, then said, "Okay."
Daya happily said, "Then you can call me Silly Girl."
The system was silent for three seconds before replying, "Okay."
Daya asked excitedly, "So what can you do?"
System: "This system allows the host to enter a mini-world, explore freely, and create infinitely."
Daya was a little confused. "Enter the mini...world? Explore? Create? Does that mean go somewhere else?"
System: "Yes, to another world."
Da Ya thought to herself, another world? Could it be hell, or a place where gods live?
System: "Host, neither is true."
Daya said seriously, "I don't want to go anywhere else, my family will worry."
System: "Once you enter, you can come out at any time. Currently, you can only enter the Mini World with your consciousness. Your body remains outside. Wherever your body is, that's where you will be when you come out."
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