The Whole Village's Granaries Are Full of Meat in a Year of Famine, While I Have a System and Chew Tree Bark

In a year of famine, the land lay barren for a thousand miles, and starving corpses filled the fields. Yet in our Apricot Blossom Village, every household had overflowing granaries and slabs of cured meat hanging high. The village chief beamed with health and praised the village to everyone he met: "Heaven blesses Apricot Blossom! Good weather, bountiful harvests, and fat pigs and sheep!" The children laughed and played, chewing on fragrant dried meat, never knowing what hunger was. Only I, Zhang Xiaonian, huddled beneath the old locust tree with its crooked trunk at the village entrance, gnawing on dry, tough bark. It wasn't that I didn't want to eat meat, nor that the villagers wouldn't give me any. It was because I had a busted System in my head. [Ding! Host Zhang Xiaonian, you have been bound to the "Everything Is Edible: An Untouched, Natural Experience