The Survivors

The tension that had been building up since the transmigration couldn't be made up for by just one night's restful sleep.

However, this was enough to relieve his bloodshot eyes.

Zhu Ge didn't even need to look in the mirror to know that the bloodshot in his eyes had definitely decreased a lot, and the soreness was gone.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, he carefully reviewed what had happened in the past few days before taking out the Seed of the Fungus God from his pocket.

"How do you use this?" Zhu Ge asked curiously. "Sister, can you eat this?"

He was asking about the Xi Gui Hua Liu Sha, who was quietly residing in the soul.

"No," Hua Liusha said irritably. "Brother, I'm a ghost! I can only devour souls; I'm not interested in spirits."

"That's true." Zhu Ge stroked his chin, then put away the Seed of the Fungus God and said to Hua Liusha, "Sister, what abilities do you have? We need to have a good exchange, otherwise we won't be able to work together in the future."

Zhu Ge is very, very familiar with Hua Liusha.

Or rather, the original owner was very familiar with Hua Liusha.

The two grew up together as childhood sweethearts and later got engaged with her husband as their witness.

Unfortunately, the Bacterium God exerted its power later, covering up and blurring their memories of Hua Liusha, which resulted in him having almost no memory of Hua Liusha at that time.

Now that things have recovered, they are naturally very familiar with each other.

He wasn't afraid even if Hua Liusha was thrown into his soul; he trusted Hua Liusha completely.

Hua Liusha, who had always been very sensible, didn't say anything else at this moment, but instead said:

"I was a first-realm ghost before, but now that I'm married to you, brother, I've become a second-realm ghost. When I was in the first realm, I could bewitch people, similar to stealing gods."

"Furthermore, perhaps because I am a wedding demon, I could become stronger through marriage when I was at the first level, but I can't anymore..."

It turned out to be the case.

Zhu Ge nodded slightly.

So it is with God.

Each level of mastery grants an additional ability.

The Fungus God is at the second realm. Although it is inherently weak, its abilities are not weak.

One is parasitism during a certain period, allowing the parasitized person to live in a state of being a walking corpse.

The other is the mycelium, which is probably an ability that one only possesses at the second realm.

As for Hua Liusha's bewitching ability, it is the same as the Soul Stealing ability; it is a power that directly affects the soul. Every ghost has it, and it is not a unique ability of the Xi Ghost.

The unique ability of the Xi Gui is to reach the second realm through marriage.

It has to be said that reaching the second realm immediately after marrying Zhu Ge is indeed a powerful ability.

It should be noted that the Tiger God, Mr. Insect, and the Fungus God around them are only at the second realm.

Mr. Xiang's arrival in the Second Realm can be traced back to the end of the Human Dynasty.

As for Xi Gui, she only needed to marry him to reach the second realm, saving her many years of cultivation.

"Where should I plant this Seed of the Fungus God?" Zhu Ge was at a loss.

"Silly brother!" Hua Liusha's voice was teasing. "The Fungus God needs the power of faith and the power of emotion to survive, so of course it needs to be planted in your head and then nourished by your overflowing spirit!"

A god needs a soul, or rather, the power of emotions, to live.

Devout faith is one of the more suitable forms of food for God.

only……

"Plant it in my head? Is that even possible?" Zhu Ge was stunned.

"Silly brother!" Hua Liusha said with a grin.

"I already told you, I'm just a ghost!"

"You keep asking me these things, but I'm not a teacher, how would I know?"

"No..." Zhu Ge was speechless for a moment.

Then it dawned on me that Hua Liusha was the most mischievous child, while the original owner had always been well-behaved and had been teased by Hua Liusha quite a bit.

However, Hua Liusha did give him a reminder.

"Then how can you grow up?" Zhu Ge asked curiously.

He only asked about the seed of the fungus god, but in reality, the Double Happiness Ghost was also his trump card.

In battle, how awesome would it be if the Ghost of Happiness could suddenly cast a spell on the enemy and the God of Fungus could cast a spell on the enemy's soul?

If the Xi Gui (囍鬼) is trained to reach the third realm, it will be able to protect more than just the one or two hundred people in the village.

The existence of the three realms can at least protect a small town with thousands of people.

"Me? I should be a soul devourer, right?" Hua Liusha's tone was also somewhat uncertain: "But after marrying the prince, I haven't had that feeling of wanting to devour souls anymore. I guess I'm 'full'."

Zhu Ge nodded in understanding: "Okay, you rest, I'll think about something first."

The matter of the fungus god is over, but there are still many things to plan with Zhuge.

In other words, it's about how to proceed from here!

This world isn't just about the Bacterium God.

Even the Bacterium God belongs to the particularly weak category.

To survive, he had to consider more things.

First and foremost, his personal abilities are very important.

If Zhu Ge from the Three Realms had encountered this situation, he would probably have been crushed with a single finger.

The problem he encountered happened to be with an ordinary person, Zhu Ge, which is why he needed to go through so many twists and turns and rack his brains.

They went around in circles and almost got tricked by Ma Laizi.

Even a bacterium in the second realm needs to use its brain to plot.

If he, an ordinary person, doesn't improve his strength, even if he wasn't eaten by the Fungus God today, he might be eaten by some other god or god in the future.

As for how to improve one's strength, it seems that there are only two options: martial arts and Confucianism.

Martial arts are easy to talk about. Just lie in a coffin every day and hone your body until you can generate the first wisp of blood energy.

Confucianism and Taoism, on the other hand, require "enlightenment".

Not only must one be able to recite the famous works of the sages known in his previous life, but one must also have some understanding of them.

In addition to individual ability, team ability is also very important.

This time, defeating the Fungus God was not only due to Zhu Ge alone, but also to Yu Xiucai and the others.

Knowledge is power!

Unity is strength!

Of course, power itself is power!

If there were three, or even only two, cultivators involved in this incident, they wouldn't be in such a passive position.

Therefore, Zhu Ge also needs to improve the strength of the village survivors without affecting his own personal improvement.

Moreover...

"Is the Awakening of Insects almost here?"

Zhu Ge thought of some of the original owner's memories and couldn't help but frown.

insect!

Yunjiang is not only good for bacteria, but also for insects.

The fact that these two things can be turned into food is inseparable from the quantity of each.

Every year during the Awakening of Insects (Jingzhe), countless insects swarm across the mountains and fields like a tidal wave.

Quantitative change leads to qualitative change.

When there are many insects, monsters will naturally emerge.

In the past, it was the teacher and Scholar Yu who considered these issues.

Now, only he and Scholar Yu can consider this.

"Plan ahead and prepare in advance."

Zhu Ge confirmed her next goal in her heart.

First, enhance your personal abilities!

Second, enhance team strength!

Third, resist the insect swarms during the Awakening of Insects!

So he put away the Seed of the Fungus God, then opened the door and went out.

A fragrant aroma of food wafted from the house next door, and someone was tidying up things at the door, mostly various odds and ends, such as cured meat and dried mushrooms.

Seeing Zhu Ge come out, a young man waved and said, "Brother Zhu, I saw you're up and Sui Niang is already cooking! Come and sit down!"

Zhu Ge nodded and walked over.

Seeing this, the other two stopped what they were doing and came over. Sui Niang, who was inside the house, also came out carrying a plate of stir-fried green mushrooms.

"May you find solace and peace during this difficult time."

"Thank you so much, Zhu Ge. Our village would be completely gone without you. Xianxian, quickly thank Brother Zhu and kowtow to him."

"Thank you, Brother Zhu, Xianxian!"

"Yes! We heard from the scholar that it's all thanks to you!"

Four people survived: two young people and a mother and daughter.

The two young men, both in their early twenties, were skilled workers and acquainted with Zhu Ge.

One of them was named Duan Lei, but everyone called him Big-bellied Dog because he could eat a lot.

One of them was named Ji Fuhui, also known as Little Black Egg.

The mother of the pair was named Sui Niang. She was not delicate at all. She worked as a harvester and was very strong.

Sui Niang's daughter was only eight years old when she miraculously survived the disaster. Before that, everyone called her by her nickname, Xianxian.

These four people are the only survivors left in Jianshan Village.

"There's no need for such a grand gesture." Zhu Ge first helped Sui Niang and Xian Xian, who were about to kneel, to their feet, and then stopped Duan Lei and Ji Fuhui, who were also about to kneel.

"I'm sorry, in the end I could only save you guys, I really couldn't do anything for the others..." Zhu Ge said with a heavy heart.

Hua Liusha in my mind seemed to fall silent, a unique kind of sorrow lingering around me.

Although Zhu Ge is a time traveler, the closeness and familiarity with the villagers in her memory are not virtual.

Some of the uncles and elders were chatting and enjoying the cool air together just a few days ago, and some of the aunts and aunties even helped them cut paper and paste it on the windows during the Chinese New Year.

The little boys and girls around the same age as Xianxian would catch grasshoppers and dragonflies to show him, while there were also more than a dozen girls around the same age as Hua Liusha, who were in the prime of their youth.

And all of these people are gone.

Zhu Ge felt a deep empathy for Xiang Yu, who had felt ashamed to face the elders of Jiangdong in his previous life.

They were all from the same village who died!

We have lived together for generations, and there have been conflicts and disagreements, but more often than not, there has been unity and friendship.

"It's alright, Zhu Ge." Duan Lei, the big-bellied dog, said in a simple and honest voice, "We owe you a lot these past few days, otherwise none of us would have survived."

"Yes, yes!" Little Black Egg Ji Fuhui nodded in agreement, "Without you, we would have died too. At least our Li family has a sole heir left."

"Don't worry about it, Xiao Zhu." Sui Niang's voice was gentle but firm: "Xian Xian and I should thank you more, Xiao Zhu."

Zhu Ge shook her head and sighed, "It's good that you understand."

"Humanity faces many hardships."

Just then, a voice came from afar, and Yu Xiucai slowly walked over.

"I checked the surrounding area, and the presence of Tiger God and Mr. Insect was not seen at our border. Perhaps we can rest for the next couple of days."

"Okay..." Zhu Ge nodded, then looked at the person next to her and pondered:

"The dead are gone, but we still need to look forward. At least we survived and avenged them. Now we need to think about how we will survive in the future."

"I have an idea. Perhaps you should also practice Confucianism, Taoism, and martial arts to have more self-defense capabilities."

"In the past, we had to work to get enough to eat, and we didn't have the time or energy to learn martial arts and Confucianism."

"But right now, the food left over from each family is enough to feed us for a long time, and we don't lack other supplies either."

"We can take turns looking after the crops, so that we won't have to worry about food and water for at least two years, and we can then properly cultivate our martial arts and Confucianism."

"If we were all martial artists or Confucian scholars, we wouldn't have to live in constant fear!"