Chapter 1250: Love Fills the Courtyard Game

Just try it, what's there to be afraid of?

I think we're all smart people; in the game we can definitely get a good achievement.

But they didn't know that the game starts off as a difficult period.

Yang Qian Song woke up dazedly; he glanced around and realized he had possessed his great-grandfather's body, namely Yang Qing.

The dilapidated Houzhaofang had lights everywhere; the old, heavy, stiff quilt hardly provided any warmth.

Yang Qian Song tried to get up.

Just as he lifted the quilt, a bone-chilling cold seeped into his body.

Cold, extremely cold; Yang Qian Song had never experienced such cold.

The stiff quilt and padded jacket seemed useless.

Yang Qian Song quickly pulled the quilt back over himself and, without instruction, mastered the skill of wrapping himself in it.

"Cold, so cold—how can it be this cold? In such freezing weather, how could one possibly survive?"

Only by noon did Yang Qian Song feel a bit of warmth.

He made another difficult decision in his heart.

Yang Qian Song slowly lifted the quilt, endured the cold, and finally got out of bed.

At that moment he discovered he was actually wearing his usual clothes.

Yang Qian Song touched the clothes, and an icy sensation ran through his hands.

It made his hands hurt.

Looking at his chubby hands before him, Yang Qian Song felt like crying but had no tears.

His hands were frozen solid like pig's trotters.

Puffy and swollen like a radish.

"How did my great-grandfather manage to stay alive?"

Yang Qian Song felt he might have to restart at any moment.

Because he already felt his weakness.

This body's condition is poor.

Very thin.

Intense hunger made Yang Qian Song feel terrible.

It was time to eat; he hurriedly looked for something to eat.

Nothing, nothing, still nothing.

"How could there be nothing? No food—how did my great-grandfather survive?"

"Right, I heard my great-grandfather secretly hoarded emergency grain."

But he searched everywhere and still found nothing.

At that moment, the game gave a reminder.

【Please finish eating within two hours, otherwise you will develop a fever from weakness.】

【If a fever occurs now, the chance of not pulling through is ninety percent.】

"What? What is emergency grain, and why give no hint?"

He searched and searched, but still came up empty-handed.

Soon the countdown ended, and Yang Qian Song exited the game.

"How is that possible? Just restart?"

"Who does that—just get up and go gagaga?"

Unconvinced, he hurriedly looked for a walkthrough.

Only then did he discover the hiding place of the emergency grain.

"What, an entire wall is emergency grain?"

"And even the beans dug from the ground are edible."

"This time, I can definitely do it."

Starting over, Yang Qian Song now had some tolerance for the cold.

In the morning, he got up and cooked.

With a clatter of operations, Yang Qian Song finished a pot of rice.

He immediately started eating.

But as the food entered his mouth, he felt an unbearable, offensive taste that shot straight to his head.

Did he spit it out after eating?

"Why is my cooking so awful?"

Although it was awful, tormented by hunger he eventually forced the food down.

After a while.

【Ding, you have food poisoning, restart.】

"Food poisoning?"

Yang Qian Song struggled to keep his composure.

But he still broke down.

His own cooking turned out to be poison.

"Am I really that bad? I'm practically collapsing."

This sort of thing must never be known to others.

Delete history files, start over.

Ding, deletion complete, can start over.

Yang QianSong didn't rush to start, but instead searched again for a solution.

"Search for the cooking method of brick-shaped emergency rations!"

Ding, search complete, please watch.

"So that's how it is, need to clear away the outside stuff."

The game restarts.

This time Yang QianSong acted very quickly.

Soon the meal was ready.

This time the situation seems not so bad.

After quickly finishing the meal, just as Yang QianSong thought he had passed.

Ding, the food's aroma attracted covetous ones, the food is threatened, loss probability ninety percent.

Ding, you have lost your food, you will be in hunger and cold............

"Fuck fuck fuck!"

"Why is this happening?"

"How can it be this hard?"

"How could it be this hard?"

"Just as it started, I've already used up so many lives; back then my great-grandfather........"

Don't dare to think.

How did my great-grandfather manage to survive?

As for transmigrators, facing this environment, Yang QianSong doesn't think they'd be much better off.

The game continues.

Ding, you were ambushed by refugees.........

Ding, you were pushed into Shichahai.........

Ding, you failed at fishing, due to leg numbness, you fell into the water.........

Ding, you were injured in a conflict with Sha Zhu, you have no money for treatment, you........

Ding, you were hit by Bang Geng, you suffered a head injury, you........

Ding, you kicked off the covers while sleeping, you are in the cold.........

Coming out again, Yang QianSong broke down.

"How is this possible, how can it be so hard?"

"Everything fake is all fake........"

Ding, realism simulation 76%, please do not doubt the game's professionalism.

Read the guide, must read the guide.

He is no longer confident, wants to first get a cheat.

As research into the guide deepens, Yang QianSong becomes more familiar with the background equipment of that time.

Although the enduring time is long, still cannot escape the tragic fate.

The guide and reality differ too much.

Only by truly experiencing the situation back then can you understand how hard life really is.

"I want a cheat, I want a system, I only play the casual version."

Descend again into the Siheyuan.

Yang QianSong is not panicking this time.

Ding, system binding in progress, binding successful, check-in system at your service.

Ding, novice gift package already distributed.

Ding, Marrow Cleansing Pill x1, Street Fighting Mastery, white flour 100 catties, pork 100 catties, millet 100 catties, corn 100 catties, sweet potato 100 catties, potato 100 catties.........

"Hahaha, this time this old man is finally going to take off."

"I want to eat the Marrow Cleansing Pill."

A pill appears, Yang QianSong simply cannot tell what it is.

He just opened his mouth and swallowed it.

At first it was warm, but soon his body began to feel pain.

Ding, your body is weak, consuming the Marrow Cleansing Pill, due to insufficient bodily energy, you.........

Yang QianSong stared blankly, his path to rise hasn't even started, is it already over?

"Excessive, too excessive, why no manual, why none?"

"I'm just that close to success."

Really costly, because a system costs one million.