【Life after life, the joy will be endless!】

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[Congratulations, you have become a mountain village herbalist]

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Amidst the colorful lights, He Zhao saw a series of information prompts popping up in the upper left corner of his sight.

His state is very strange, more like the feeling of a spirit body leaving the body. There is an invisible energy from the outside world, covering him through time and space, reaching an unknown world.

'call--'

After seeing the four words "Mountain Village Medicine People", the whole person subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

It is true that he is not a prince or aristocrat or a country gentry, but compared to animals, he is still a human being.

Fortunately, the simulator didn't go too far and made snakes, insects, rats, ants and the like.

Otherwise, we can't find the tune even if we cry.

Don't think it's impossible. When the other party has no moral integrity, it's lower than his moral bottom line.

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[Talent: Rice Bucket]

[Rin Tong: You were born with the ability to eat. Unfortunately, due to your family background, you have never had enough to eat a day since you were born. (Note: Every talent is a gift from God, even if it seems useless.)]

"I@#￥%&*...simulator￥#%@&*..."

In response to this, a famous ruthless man cursed loudly.

Who is it hinting at?

Call me a loser!

Grass (a kind of plant), believe it or not, I will drive you bankrupt in minutes.

"boom--"

There was a violent sound, and then a huge shock came, like a huge stone suddenly thrown into the water, causing endless splashes and waves. He was stunned and couldn't hold on, and was completely plunged into darkness.

In a deep mountain and old forest, the man named He slowly opened his eyes.

"Headache!"

He gritted his teeth involuntarily, his face twisted in pain, and he sucked in a breath of cold air.

"Fortunately, it's not a pain in the butt."

After he finished speaking, he reached out his right hand to the back of his head and rubbed it, hoping to relieve the pain.

"Um?"

When I felt wet and sticky, I immediately took my hand back and put it in front of my eyes to watch.

"Blood!"

Yes, the palms were covered in blood.

No way?

The simulator is too cruel. In the past, I just opened the door to kill, and at least I would have some time to breathe.

Now, okay!

Kill directly at the beginning, omitting the step of opening the door, and you will lose face.

"Uncle's..."

I reluctantly got up from the ground and instantly felt a chill between my legs.

He looked down and saw two thighs.

"I'm not wearing any clothes?"

No, there is such a way to deceive people!

Others start with a knife and a dog, and all equipment depends on picking up.

I don’t have a knife or a dog. Even if I’m injured, I won’t even be given a piece of clothing?

Just come and leave naked.

"snort!"

Before he could curse, a strange message flooded into his mind fiercely.

The head, which had already suffered a heavy blow, hurt as if it was split.

"Plop!"

Immediately afterwards, his vision went dark again and he fell to the ground.

I don't know how long it took before I finally woke up.

"Huhuhu..."

He gasped for air and touched the wound on the back of his head.

"It seems to be healed?"

"Gu Gu Gu Gu..."

There was a sound in the stomach, and a huge feeling of hunger came over me. I was so hungry that I could eat a cow.

"Damn Wang Xiaowu, if I return to Qingshan Village, I will crush your bones into ashes and cut your body into thousands of pieces." When he spoke, his face looked slightly ferocious and imposing.

According to my memory, I know that his name is still He Zhao, which is very different from the previous lives when he entered the small open simulation scene.

His identity is that of a herbalist in a mountain village who makes a living by collecting herbs.

I haven’t seen my mother since I was a child, but please don’t get me wrong. It’s not some bloody elopement and the grandpa and grandma take her back. It’s just that when she gave birth to the original body, she left the root of the disease and died without money for treatment.

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For sixteen years, my father worked hard to grow her up. Unfortunately, something unexpected happened. Last month, my only relative passed away just after the first seven days.

"Wait a minute, how can a poor medicine man get enough money to buy a coffin for burial?"

Perhaps due to the injury to the back of his head, his memory was somewhat confused.

Close your eyes and meditate, then open them for a moment, looking up to the sky with an infinitely sad expression.

"usury!"

"If you die, you will die. If you leave me a big mess, I might as well become a snake, insect, rat, or ant."

The so-called usury is actually a kind of usury.

"One loan will be repaid three times; the interest will be compounded every year; it will be repaid every year; it will be repaid in ten years; it will be repaid in several lifetimes!"

According to the folklore, the interest rate on usury money is three percent per day, compound interest is calculated 365 days a year, and the annual interest rate is 200%.

When you turn it over, it's fast.

"You're confused, you fool, you fooled people with just a few words. How can there be such a fool in the world? If you don't die, who will die?"

In my previous life, my father died and the family didn't leave a penny.

I originally thought about finding a roll of mat and burying it in a mass grave like other villagers.

However, Wang Xiaowu, the original hair boy, came to the door and was deceived. He went to Liu Jiao, a tyrant in the village, and borrowed a large sum of money.

Five taels of silver, three tables, and a thin wooden coffin.

According to the original words of Fa Xiao, if you host a few banquets and collect free gifts, you can make back your money. He also thoughtfully gave a few examples of which family in the village had done free things and just accepted the gifts.

More than ten taels of silver.

Then, a certain fool believed it and felt that with his family's connections, he could almost get his money back.

Therefore, even if you vomit blood or sell your kidney, you may not be able to pay back the loan debt.

"I've taken it. It's all the hunters who make the money. How can you, a drug user who is being exploited, get your money back?"

Wang Xiaowu gave an example. Without exception, those people were all hunters.

In Qingshan Village, there are four levels.

The first category, of course, are the village tyrants and rogues who dare to borrow money. These people are organized and have inextricable ties with some gangs in the county.

The second class is the hunters who go up to the mountains to hunt. They are ruthless and tough, and are skilled with bows and horses. The gangsters will not provoke you for no reason. Who knows if they will anger the hunters and shoot you secretly in the back, killing you with one arrow?

The third class is the tenants who farm the land. Because they have to rent the land of the landlords and gentry, they will naturally have someone to protect them. The gangsters are not afraid of the tenants, but they are afraid of the lords behind them.

The fourth class is the medicine people like He Zhao, who neither know how to fight nor have anyone to protect them. They are so weak and can be bullied. If they don’t bully you, who will they bully?

Animal skins, meat, etc. are very popular in the county. Although the hunters are still exploited, those in the gangs stationed in the village will not go too far.

At the very least, an animal skin will be purchased at 50% of the price.

As for the herbalists who go into the mountains to collect herbs, it will be miserable.

one tenth!
To be continued...