Jiang Yu was jolted awake by a rank stench and discovered he had transmigrated into a starving fool in Caixu Village.
He was bound to a busted System called Hextech. Every time it leveled up, he got a random Hextech augment.
The first draw was a fishing rod that could catch random items anywhere there was water.
The problem was, this godforsaken place didn't even have a well.
To stay alive, he had no choice but to use a basin of blood as water, human lives as bait, and the officials and crooked merchants of Liangcheng as his ATM.
In less than a month...
A thousand miles of scorched earth, dried-up rivers and wells, no harvest in the fields and not a blade of grass in the wild. The dead lay along the roads, white bones frosted over, cooking smoke long vanished. In the desolate villages for miles around, only ghostly wails could be heard.
Now look at Caixu Village:
Boundless green fields, bubbling springs and swelling streams, ripe rice and millet, and golden waves filling the paddies. Houses stood side by side, their red tiles shining in the sun. Songs and laughter rang out, and across a hundred miles of prosperous countryside, people sang wherever you went.
The court sent officials to soothe the people and distribute relief grain. Passing through the village, one of them stared at the scene in Caixu Village and said, “Where the hell have you brought me? Is this still our country?”
