Yongjia Nameless Bones

[Not a cool article | No system | No golden fingers | No struggle for hegemony | Reality to survive in troubled times | The protagonist is an ordinary person | Depressed and slow] When Zhou Heng woke up, he became the son of a county official in the late Western Jin Dynasty. He has no system, no space, no magic weapons, and no ability to change the world. There are only rolls of household registration books in the county government, more and more fleeing households, increasingly empty granaries, and a county town that still thinks it is safe. He knew that troubled times were coming, but he couldn't say it clearly. Because my father wanted to abide by the county government's rules and my mother didn't want to leave her hometown, the people still hoped that the government could survive, and the powerful nobles had quietly built walls to stockpile food. Everyone is waiting for a tomorrow that will not be worse. But Zhou Heng knew that tomorrow would only get worse. There was very little he could do: count one more bag of grain, remember one more person's name, persuade a few more people to avoid official roads, keep patients away from water sources, and listen to the wind with open eyes at night. Later, as the number of refugees outside the county increased, and the corpses on the roadside became closer and closer, the old rules peeled off layer by layer, and survival began to become a matter of paying a price. Some people don't believe it, some regret it, some ask him for help, and some people give up in front of him.