Chapter 47: Survival

"Yours, take some better."

After taking the bread in his hand, Chen Mo did not complain about the lack of giving, the rations taught by the Taiping were just to ensure that people would not starve to death, and it was impossible to want more.

In such a situation, it was not easy to live, and from the very beginning, Chen Mo didn't expect this Taiping Sect to give them too much.

A hunter like Uncle Yang with good strength can share more, these people are the target of the Taiping Sect, and an old and weak woman and child like Chen Mo can stutter and starve to death.

"Where are we now?" Chen Mo looked at the Taiping Sect who was distributing the food and asked.

"Further ahead is Quyang, this time we are going to break Quyang." The Taiping Sect glanced at Chen Mo and said.

"Siege?" Chen Mo was taken aback: "We don't even have decent weapons, how can we attack the city?" ”

"You have your own way, get out of the way." The cultist waved his hand impatiently.

Chen Mo was driven away by the people waiting for food behind, went around, and secretly ran to the other side to distribute food, the Taiping Sect is loosely managed, and the food is hidden here and then collected on the other side, as for whether anyone will not be able to eat because of him, then Chen Mo can't take care of it, at this time he can only take care of himself first.

After going around like this for a long time, Chen Mo hid seven pieces of bread in his arms before he found his mother with a bowl of porridge.

"Mother, eat quickly." Chen Mo took his mother to a secluded place and took out the bread to share with his mother.

"Mo'er, what should I do if I am discovered?" Mother Chen took the dough cake and said with some concern: "Mother can take it herself." ”

"Those Taiping teach people, not like good people." Chen Mo shook his head, on the first day, his mother went to get it herself, and was almost dragged away by a few Taiping disciples, but fortunately, Chen Mo, Yang Mao, Li Jiu and others were all in front of him, and they almost fought, and it was also from that time that Chen Mo went around like this every day to get more and more, so that the mother and son and the sunspots could eat.

Chen's mother nodded, broke the dough and threw it into the boiled clay pot, so that she could eat more, the Taiping Sect only sent food once a day, although Chen Mo took back seven dough cakes, but if the two of them were a dog for a day, it was still a little insufficient, Chen Mo alone was not enough, not to mention that Chen Mo could not eat them all, if it was boiled in water, it would be better, at least it would fill the stomach.

Chen Mo took a big bite of his share, and after seriously looking at his mother and Heizi's life and luck, he stood up and said to his mother: "Mother, I went to cultivate." ”

"Well, be careful." Chen's mother hugged the sunspot and didn't let the sunspot run around, in this kind of place, once the sunspot was lost, when he found it again, it might be in someone else's bowl.

Name: Mo Chen

Life: 12

Luck: 6

Money: 3,813 five-baht coins

Combat talent: Eagle Eye lv1

Natal talent: Hope

Life skills: Farming lv7, manure crafting lv6, strong memory lv4, calligraphy lv5, forging body lv6, bewitchment lv1

Combat skills: Stick lv5, archery lv9

Commander Skills: None

Available: Dream Bootcamp

Standing silently on the pile, this is the only ability that Chen Mo can exercise at present, every time the forging body is improved, his strength will be greater, these days he will train as long as he has time, the forging body has improved once, and he feels that his strength has increased a lot, and even his body has grown a little, but according to past experience, the next improvement may take a long time.

Although with the improvement of his forging body, Chen Mo had many other training methods in his mind, but he didn't dare to try it, with the food he got every day now, if he trained too much, those foods couldn't withstand consumption at all, and at the moment, Chen Mo didn't have a way to get more food.

If the luck is below 10, there is no way to open the dream training camp, and although after joining the Taiping Sect, the luck begins to stabilize and will recover every day, but the upper limit has changed from 10 in the past to 6 now, but for the system immortals, it is obvious that the requirements for opening the dream training camp will not be changed because of this, Chen Mo can only improve his ability through his continuous training.

Two meals a day, half an hour of standing, sometimes even this can not be maintained, because many times at night can only lie on the ground, so you must eat something before going to bed to ensure that you will not wake up after a night's sleep.

"Brother Ergou, do you have anything to eat?" Dumb walked up to Chen Mo with a blank face, and asked with tears in his eyes: "My mother...... I'm starving. ”

"It's gone." After hesitating for a moment, Chen Mo shook his head, looked at Dumb and said, "Take me to see my aunt." ”

"Hmm." Dumb nodded helplessly, and took Chen Mo to the place where he and his mother were staying.

Aunt Cai was already so thin that she was bloodless, and she looked at Chen Mo's arrival with a dull gaze, and squeezed out a few smiles on her face: "Ergou, do you have anything to eat?" ”

Chen Mo felt a little sour in his heart, shook his head silently, and wanted to say something, but looking at Aunt Cai's sunken eyes, he couldn't say anything, and there seemed to be something in his throat.

"Let's go." Chen Mo pulled dumb.

"What for?" Dumb looked at Chen Mo blankly.

"Go get some food for your aunt." Chen Mo took a deep breath, didn't say much, and left with Dumb.

"Brother Ergou, I asked Uncle Yang, and he doesn't have much there." Dumb was dragged by Chen Mo to the place where there was a tent, a little scared.

"Don't look for Uncle Yang." Chen Mo shook his head, and took Dumb around, although there were people guarding the tent, but there were not many, Chen Mo found the place where the Taiping disciples who served food in the morning.

"They...... Won't give it to us! Dumb looked at the men in fear.

"I earned my life, and I don't need them to give alms!" Chen Mo took Dumb and went straight into a tent.

A Taiping Sectarian was nibbling on bread, more than most people devoured it, and when he saw the two of them coming in, he frowned and said, "Little cub, what are you doing?" Get out! ”

"I want to eat!" Chen Mo looked at the bread in front of him and reached out to take it.

"Little cub looking for death!" The man's face changed, and he stretched out his hand to strike.

Chen Mo took off the short bow on his back, turned around and kicked the other party down, the man screamed in pain, and was about to shout, but Chen Mo had already bullied up, put the short bow on the opponent's neck, and strangled it hard.

"Ho~" The man wanted to turn over, but Chen Mo's knees were between the other party's waist and back, and his hands used enough strength.

Ah watched this scene blankly, his mouth open, but he didn't dare to speak.

"Look at what? Still not here to help!? Chen Mo glared at Dumb and said.

Dumb ran over mechanically, but was slapped in the face by the man, sat in front of the man, and watched the man's face change from red to purple in a daze, and finally his eyes rolled white, a pair of eyeballs almost protruded, and his hands danced wildly in front of him, and his strength became weaker and weaker, until finally he fell down weakly......

"Look at what? Take the food! After the other party didn't have any struggle, Chen Mo strangled for a long time before he let go, withdrew the short bow, looked at the dumb who was still in a daze, frowned and shouted.

"Oh~" Dumb nodded blankly, reflexively began to pack up the food on the ground, wrapped two packages, and then carried one with Chen Mo, followed behind Chen Mo as if nothing had happened, and swaggered away.