Jiang Yiming, Zhao Liang and Lin Sichun were tired and hungry in the field except for weeds for half a day. Finally, when it was time to rest, I sat under an unknown tree to escape the scorching midday sun.

Speaking of which, the wilderness of this world is very strange, and even when the sun rises to its midpart, you can still see a white mist. If you look into the distance, where the sky meets the ground, you will see a white fog.

It was not only Jiang Yiming and others who worked in the fields, but also serfs of other Western races. After some careful inquiry, they also knew what this place was: Barry, the Misty World. A redstone manor in Lord Levincent's domain.

There were about three hundred serfs and more than a dozen freemen in the whole manor, as well as two stewards and a team of ten soldiers.

Serfs are "talking tools" like Jiang Yiming and Zhao Liang who have no property; Free people are much better, with their own tools and houses, craftsmen such as blacksmiths and carpenters.

And the fierce old man Martin in the shack, who was the deputy steward of the estate. As for many more, the serfs, who had never been thirty miles away in their lives, did not know anything.

Of course, the dark devils, magicians and other things in the words of serfs were ignored by them. In dreams, spells are actually very common, and people and monsters will use a few tricks.

Although there is an overseer overseeing it, it is still possible to find an opportunity to discuss.

"Boss, these are only ten soldiers, we can ...... completely" Pei Yong's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and his right index finger made a cutting gesture on his neck.

"No, wait until we know more about this place before we act. The most important thing at the moment is to find a way to go back and kill Martin and put it aside beforehand. At this time, Zhao Liang seemed to be awakened by the whipping in the shack and made a cautious decision.

Boom! A one-meter-long, black, brick-like thing was thrown in front of Jiang Yiming. Because of rolling on muddy ground. There is also a lot of brown earth and green blades of grass.

The old man Martin also said with disdain: "This is your lunch, and it is a waste of this black bread to say that you should be grazed." ”

After he finished speaking, when he walked in the other direction, he swayed his body like a fat old duck.

"Groove, I really can't help it." Pei Yong broke free from the pull of others. The look in Martin's back was full of anger.

"Bear with it for now, and smash this manor before we go back." Lin Sichun, the captain, still has majesty, and Pei Yong has never made a big move again.

Jiang Yiming sat alone, separated from Zhao Liang and the others by a distance of one point and thirty centimeters. He was not originally a member of Zhao Liang and the team, and he didn't want to fit in.

After picking up the black loaf of bread sticking to all kinds of debris, he tried to pull off a piece with his hand, but his fingers shook back with a faint pain. If you look closely, you can see that there is also a large amount of sawdust mixed in the brown bread. Even pigs don't eat this stuff until now.

"How do you eat this thing? I don't have a pot if I want to boil hot water. ”

Pei Yong took the black bread and struggled with all his strength to wrench it into two sections, which was not much different from a piece of wood. Even if he had eaten earthworms when he was a soldier before, he had only eaten them when they were roasted.

In the end, they found a solution to the problem, borrowed a small wooden barrel with half a bucket of water from the old serf, soaked it in wood-like black bread, and ate it.

Driven by hunger, brown bread, which is as coarse as rice bran, is not too unpalatable. I can barely swallow the water.

"This place is also strange when it used to be in a dream. No matter how hard you expend, you won't be hungry or thirsty, you just feel dizzy. In addition to half a day's grass, I feel like I can eat ten hamburgers. It's too much trouble. ”

A team member touched his half-full belly and said unwillingly, how nice it would be to not eat and drink like a dream.

"By the way, Jiang Yiming, why don't you eat black bread. Now it's all gone. Zhao Liang saw Jiang Yiming, and then remembered that he didn't give him a piece of food, and he was a little upset.

Jiang Yiming shook his head and said, "I don't want to eat that black bread, it looks sick to my stomach." ”

"That's not going to work, we're here to live together. One more person means one more hope to return to reality. When it's time for dinner, we'll leave a little bit of food for you. Zhao Liang seemed to care about Jiang Yiming and persuaded eloquently.

Jiang Yiming could see clearly that Zhao Liang's generous and fair attitude made the faces of his group of subordinates rise with admiration, and the cohesion of the team became stronger.

No one wants their leader to be a stingy and selfish ghost, so they don't feel at ease if they follow, and they don't know when they may be abandoned by the leader.

In fact, just now Jiang Yiming was also going to eat a little soup made of black bread, but somehow a voice suddenly sounded in his head, telling him not to eat it. It's as if the soup contains poison, and eating it is like drinking it to quench your thirst.

By the time he came to his senses, the keg was clean, not even a bit of bread crumbs remained. simply didn't eat a meal, and he could withstand it.

Originally, the body in the dream was only composed of a spiritual body, and it stands to reason that his current body is the same, but why is there a real body that requires food and water?

Jiang Yiming faintly felt that he had found the fundamental problem, and if he understood the reason, he might still find a way back to reality.

It's a pity, after all, the knowledge of the other world is adapted to that other world. There is no complete explanation for the earth's cosmic world, otherwise you can find a way by flipping through the database.

The serfs had a short rest, and almost as soon as they had finished eating the black bread like wood, they were urged by the overseers to work in the fields, and the treatment was not even as good as that of cattle. The cattle that used to work in a field next door are now eating tender grass.

"You Oriental serfs, the efficiency of your work is too low, all of them will go to the mine to dig iron ore for me." It was that Martin again, who stopped Jiang Yiming and them, who were about to go to the ground.

Martin was followed by two muscular soldiers. The soldiers were dressed in dirty leather armor, and they could not see their original color; In his hand, he held a large sword as wide as a small shield, so heavy that it took both hands to wield it.

Although it is not clear whether the work in the mine is more tiring, from the pitiful eyes of the old serfs around them, everyone knows that the mine is not a good place to go.

In Titicaca, Pei Yong gritted his teeth so loudly that he almost crushed them, but he didn't rush up under the pull of his companions.

Although they were only two soldiers, looking at their stout bodies and heavy swords, they knew that they were not easy to mess with. Former soldiers may have to pay a heavy price, sacrificing several people to win.

"Haha, the dark mine is where you belong." Martin also obviously saw Pei Yong's anger, and was a little worried, but he looked at the two soldiers beside him, and his confidence returned to him. (To be continued.) )