Even in summer, the nights in the Dour Valley are always so cold. There were several holes in the wall of the hut where Herage lived, and the cold wind came through the holes desperately, making it so cold that he couldn't sleep at all. He got up in the dark and pulled some thatch from the bed to plug the holes. The wind finally subsided. Herage finished cleaning up and continued to lie on the bed, but he couldn't sleep, because he was hungry, and there was a growling sound in his stomach.
"How did I end up in such a ghost place?" He touched his stomach and sighed helplessly. Whenever this happens, he misses the days when there was water, electricity and internet. When you're hungry, you just need to turn on your phone to order takeout, and the delicious food will be delivered to your door after a short wait. Here, there is only one meal a day, a piece of black bread and a bowl of potato soup at noon. The black bread is so hard that it takes much effort chewing and could be compared to a stone.
Only white bread is soft and glutinous, but only nobles can enjoy it. They, the servants in the castle, could only eat black bread. Old Henry, who was responsible for growing flowers, told Herage that the brown bread would taste better if soaked in potato soup. After Herage learned this technique, the black bread was finally not so difficult to chew. But the body of a thirteen-year-old is in a stage of rapid development, and a piece of brown bread and a bowl of potato soup every day is obviously not enough.
Not full and not nutritious. But such conditions have surpassed many people. He lives in the castle of the noble Baron Buck and is responsible for raising horses. One meal a day would keep him from starving to death. Outside the castle, there were many people walking on the line between life and death and homeless people. The castle is safe enough and has a stable source of food. As long as the noble lady and young masters are not angered, there will be no danger of life.
However, Herage was an earthling who had received modern higher education. How could he be willing to stay like this forever.
"The self-repair of the Deep Blue Chip has been completed." When Herage heard this familiar voice, he looked stunned. He wondered if he was hallucinating. Deep Blue is the name of his genetic chip. The genetic chip was owned by everyone in his previous life. It is responsible for the analysis, processing and storage of data, and has a strong auxiliary effect on people's daily life.
"Environmental anomaly detected, localization compatibility is in progress." "Localization compatibility has been completed and Deep Blue is running normally."
Two chip beeps sounded in his mind in succession, and Herage confirmed that he had no auditory hallucinations. "Deep Blue, check the current body status."
"Herage: stats
Strength 4, Agility 5, Constitution 4, Spirit 2."
Herage looked at his body data and was speechless for a moment. This is definitely stunted development. Now that I have the genetic chip, I already have a rough plan for the follow-up.
The next morning, Herage woke before dawn, he came to the stable with a lantern and put the horse feed into the manger one by one. The horses in the stable were already awake, looking at Herage expectantly, sneezing hot breath from their noses. The horses' feed was a mixture of hay and some beans, and they ate better than their servants. Herage honestly did not eat horse feed. He remembered that his previous predecessor was executed for stealing horse feed frequently. After handling his own affairs, he went to the back garden, where old Henry should be watering the flowers.
There are many kinds of flowers planted in the back garden, most of which are varieties that were not seen in the previous life.
"Deep Blue, from now on record information about all unseen animals and plants."
"Received, the task has been archived and started to be executed."
Herage understood the importance of data, which will always come in handy. Old Henry is the oldest man in the castle and has been raising flowers here all his life. As usual, he started watering the flowers with a bucket and carefully cleaned the fallen leaves and other debris in the flower bed. "What are you doing here so early? What's the matter?" Old Henry noticed Herage and glanced at him sideways. "Come and chat with my old man." Herage said with a playful smile. Old Henry said disdainfully: "If you have any questions, just tell me directly. I will meet the gods soon, so I might just be able to help you a few times." Old Henry's presence in the castle was very low. He had no children and only Herage came to chat with him
Herage already had the status of a grandson in his heart. He knew Herage very well, and coming here so early was definitely asking him for help. Herage smiled and said: "Old Henry, you still have that bow. I'll borrow it to go hunting, and when I catch the prey, I'll treat you to meat."
"bow?" Old Henry looked at Herage's thin body with some disdain and questioned: "Can you kid draw a bow? And have you ever learned archery? You also hunt. Don't waste my arrows
"just lend me a hand. I promise, when you go to meet the gods, I will find a good place for you in the back mountain and set up a monument for you." Herage vowed. If a servant in the castle dies, he or she is buried anywhere, and there is no chance of a tombstone. Old Henry hesitated for a moment, felt a little moved, and finally said helplessly: "The bow is hanging on the wall in the house, go get it yourself, don't you dare break it." "Thank you, old Henry!" Herage ran into the house without looking back, for fear that old Henry would regret it. Herage took off the longbow from the wall. The bow was spotless, and it could be seen that old Henry had taken good care of it. He heard that old Henry was good at archery, but now that he was old, he never drew the bow again. Herage's thin body always looked a little out of place while carrying this bow. There were only seven arrows in the quiver, which was enough for Herage.
"Herage, where are you going?" the guard at the castle gate asked. "Hunting!" Herage said with great force. The guard couldn't hold back his laughter "Hahaha, you don't know how to use a high bow yet, so don't shoot yourself" the other guard smiled and said: "Help me shoot a red-spotted finch. That thing will be delicious when roasted. If you catch one, I will give you ten copper coins for a red-spotted finch." "This is what you said, prepare the copper coins." Herage said seriously. "Hahaha!" The two guards looked at his serious expression, which was very interesting. Herage carried old Henry's bow and walked out of the castle.
At the entrance of the castle was a long slope, and below the slope was the winding green river. There is a suspension bridge over the river, which has been lowered at this moment, and a carriage is passing by. He looked from a distance and recognized it as Baron Buck's carriage, not knowing where it was going. Opposite the castle is a dense forest, which is the goal of Herage's trip. It is said that there are ferocious beasts deep in the forest, which even powerful knights would find difficult to deal with. Herage only dared to wander around the edge of the forest and did not dare to go deep. He was still too weak.
"Deep Blue, turn on detection, always pay attention to the movements around you and prevent potential dangers."
"Environmental detection has started."
After a green light flashed across Herage's field of vision, the forest in his eyes suddenly changed a lot. All the plants glowed green, and the animals had a faint red light, making it easier for him to distinguish lurking animals. There is also a small circular map in the upper right corner of the field of vision, with large and small red and green light spots scattered on the map.
"Let's start the hunt!"