Chapter 42: Super Farm System (8)

The Main System took a moment to broadcast the timeline of when Zhao Wanqing had taken people into the Farm Space:

【April 6, Majiagou Brigade, 1 nameless stray child.】

【June 7, Yuewan Brigade cowshed, 2 people, Song Shuhe and his grandchild.】

【August 10, Qianjin Brigade, 1 woman who jumped into the river.】

【September 19, Xihe Brigade, 2 people, a mother and daughter suffering from domestic violence.】

【October 1, Commune Old Street, 3 abducted children.】

【November 14,...】

The Main System broadcast over seventy entries in a row, with the cumulative number of people reaching as high as one hundred.

The more Xie Yang listened, the worse her expression became.

Zhao Wanqing was at least an Educated Youth who had gone to the countryside after finishing high school, right? Was she ignorant of the law?

Just so she could have people help her farm and earn points, she took so many living people just like that? And she actually thought she was doing a good deed?

Xie Yang asked in confusion: System, is your system's binding of a Host random? Don't you do a background check before binding?

Main System: 【Sub-systems binding to a Host generally scan for magnetic fields; Zhao Wanqing's magnetic field is the most prominent in this plane.】

Unlike it, which could select a Host based on feedback from the sub-system.

Xie Yang was thoughtful: So Zhao Wanqing is the heroine of this world?

【You could say that. So when you face her, Host, you must be cautious. The protagonists of a world often possess magnetic fields that ordinary people do not. When you get close to him/her, it is easy to be accidentally injured.】

Xie Yang understood!

The protagonist law, right!

When a protagonist faces danger, they can turn bad luck into good, survive desperate situations, and even see their fortunes turn for the better.

But ordinary people don't have such good luck; they are very likely to become cannon fodder and die the moment they appear.

But it's fine, she doesn't plan to go head-to-head

with her.

As long as she saves the people Zhao Wanqing intends to save one step ahead of time and settles them properly, she won't give her the chance to take them into the Farm Space.

As long as Zhao Wanqing behaves herself and doesn't stir up trouble, they can live in peace.

But if she insists on taking people into her Farm Space, then she will send her to jail.

【Is the Host not worried that the sub-system will be exposed after she goes to jail?】

Xie Yang shrugged: The one who should be worried is her, not me.

Anyone with a brain shouldn't dare to use the Farm Space in prison, unless they hide in the space and never come out for the rest of their lives, or, voluntarily hand it over.

"Achoo—"

At the Youth Hostel of the Yuewan Brigade in Chuannan Zhaoyang Commune, Zhao Wanqing, who was sitting in front of the stove starting a fire, couldn't help but sneeze.

Her hand shook, and the firewood with sparks almost fell onto her feet.

She was so startled that she perked up.

Today it was her turn to start the fire and cook, but she was truly too tired; working in the fields during the day, farming at night... that's right, she had bound herself to something that called itself the "Super Farm System."

That thing couldn't be seen with the naked eye and could only be communicated with using her consciousness, but she could enter and exit it freely.

It was very large inside, truly like a big farm in reality, but it was a pity that to develop and grow, everything relied on manual labor.

The Black Soil in the Farm Space was fertile, but it would also grow bugs, weeds, and become compacted; it also required carrying water, watering, loosening the soil, and catching bugs, which was no easier than working in the fields.

At least when working in the fields, heavy labor like carrying water didn't fall to her.

But in this space, there was only her and no one else; if she didn't do it, who would?

She could choose not to do it, but looking at the oily, fertile Black Soil sitting empty there, she felt it was a waste, feeling as if load after load of a bountiful harvest was drifting away from her.

Furthermore, after the crops in the Black Soil were harvested, selling them to the system could earn points, and these points could be exchanged for more facilities and Props, some of which were so magical she hadn't even heard of them.

So she decided to plant! No matter how tired she was, she would plant!

But she had to work in the fields during the day, and the Scorekeeper took attendance on time; being late or leaving early meant deductions from her work points, so where would she have extra time to farm?

She had no choice but to sneak into the Farm Space to work after everyone else was asleep at night.

Because of this, it led to a severe lack of sleep.

She hadn't had a good night's sleep for a week in a row; just now, she was so sleepy while starting the fire that she almost fell asleep.

"Wanqing, what's wrong with you lately? I always feel like you're very tired."

Yang Qingqing, who was in the same dormitory, came in to scoop hot water and asked with concern when she saw her haggard appearance.

Zhao Wanqing shook her head: "It's nothing, I just haven't slept well."

"Is it because Lai Zhaodi's snoring is too loud? I've been woken up by it a few times too, it's so annoying! If only we could change rooms."

Yang Qingqing complained:

"Another batch of Educated Youth is coming soon. If they're male Educated Youth, that's fine, but if they're female, they'll definitely be assigned to our room, since there are only three of us... sigh, if another one like Lai Zhaodi comes, I'll really go crazy."

Zhao Wanqing listened absentmindedly, while her mind was thinking about "how to improve farming efficiency," "how to get a good night's sleep"...

Xie Yang took a nap leaning against the train window and woke up when it was almost dark.

People were constantly walking in the carriage; it was mealtime.

In this day and age, almost everyone brought their own dry rations when traveling, going to the washbasin between two carriages at mealtime to get hot water and heat up their food.

Xie Yang also picked up the small bundle tied around her waist like a fanny pack and went to the restroom.

Her aunt had sewn this for her, saying that when traveling, one must keep their luggage and belongings secure.

Large bundles containing bedding were generally not stolen by anyone, but small personal bags were easily snatched; everyone knew that only valuable things were carried on one's person.

After using the restroom, she stopped to get a kettle of hot water and, after sitting back down in her seat, took out one of her lunchboxes and began to eat her claypot rice with Chinese sausage and salted meat.

The food was no longer hot, but it wasn't very cold either; eating it with the cured sausage, salted meat, and hot water had a unique flavor.

Other passengers: "..."

They had originally felt that their first meal away from home wasn't bad—

Some had Corn steamed buns with boiled eggs and salted vegetables, while others had mixed-grain steamed buns stuffed with a fried egg.

There were also those with better circumstances—their families had boiled them chive and egg dumplings or cabbage and minced meat buns.

They had been eating happily and feeling satisfied, until—

Xie Yang held her rice scoop and began eating a mouthful of white rice with a bite of cured sausage and salted meat; in an instant, they felt the steamed buns, dumplings, and buns in their own hands were no longer appetizing...

"Ahem, are you an Educated Youth too? Which brigade are you going to?" the short-haired young woman sitting opposite Xie Yang asked.

Xie Yang looked up at her: "Chuan Nan, Yuewan Brigade."

"Chuan Nan? We're going to Chuan Nan too! But the few of us are for the Honghe Brigade," the short-haired young woman said happily, "My name is Zhou Yinghong."

The man and woman beside Zhou Yinghong also introduced themselves:

"My name is Feng Jianjun."

"My name is Li Lanlan."

Xie Yang nodded at them: "My name is Xie Yang."

"You might not have heard because you were asleep after getting on the train, but most of the people in this carriage are going to Chuan Nan," Zhou Yinghong pointed out to Xie Yang, "That row of three people got on at Haicheng and are going to the Donghe Brigade in Chuan Nan; those two over there are going to the Qianjin Brigade; and those two rows of six people further over are for the Majiagou Brigade. I don't know if they are close to us or not."

Xie Yang listened while burying her head in her meal, thinking to herself that she didn't know about the other brigades, but the Qianjin Brigade and Majia Gully should not be far from the Yuewan Brigade, otherwise Zhao Wanqing wouldn't have run off to those two places to recruit people.