The Founding of the Country by the Undead: Starting from the Years of Famine

In the famine years, Chen Musheng went to the city with an old wood planer, just wanting to exchange for a bowl of porridge to give his seriously ill mother a way to survive. But when we entered the city, we realized that there was no way to survive in the city. The grain storehouses are locked up, the grain store is keeping accounts, and the garrison camp is guarding the door. The north wall is getting cracked day by day. Refugees were pouring in from the northern front, wounded soldiers were lying all over the medical shack, the living were pushing each other for half a bowl of porridge, and the dead were beginning to feel restless at night. Chen Musheng was originally just a servant who could look at wood and tie knots. He repaired doors, mended walls, set up horses, and distributed food cards. He learned one thing from dying and saving people again and again: if you want more people to live, it is not enough to have good intentions. You must have rules, a knife, and someone willing to carry it with you. Later, the underworld fire lit up, and the undead stood up from fear. This is not a story about a person who suddenly became king, but a group of people who were supposed to die in famine, ruined cities, and old scores. They just set up pots, wells, and rules in the wasteland, and turned "survival" into a new mountain and river step by step. "Soldiers, it is an honor to fight alongside you!"