Becoming the Villain's Discarded Wife
Chapter 521: Survival

Chapter 521: Chapter 521: Survival

Xiaohe seemed taller compared to before, and his complexion had improved quite a lot.

The youth was standing carelessly on the rooftop, basking in the warm sunlight.

"Where have you been all this time?"

"I went around."

Xiaohe laughed, jumped off from the rooftop, and gently landed in front of Shen Miaomiao.

He had been to the other four nations and also met other "protagonists".

The only place that hadn’t been severely affected was the Western Region.

With 0862 dead and the other one no longer interfering with this world, those mystic artifacts naturally ended up in my belly.

All the protagonists from the other countries are either dead or injured, the plot is messed up, but things here are relatively stable.

All humans are still alive.

Now he has two options.

The first one is to acquire the last mystic artifact and then leave this place with the old man to explore the void.

The second one is to sacrifice myself and save this dying world whose fate it’s still uncertain.

"Where is Sister Nanzhi?"

Xiaohe looked around and didn’t see anyone. He then quietly asked.

He remembered that Nanzhi should be eight months pregnant now.

Even if they need to leave, there’s no harm in seeing them one last time.

"Sister Nanzhi’s inside. Sister Sun has given birth a few days ago, it’s a baby girl, and she’s very beautiful."

Even though she had grown up in the last three years and his appearance hadn’t changed, Shen Miaomiao considered him a friend.

If Xiaohe hadn’t been with them during their migration, they would not know where they would be now.

"She gave birth already?"

Xiaohe was somewhat surprised. He realized he had been away for quite a while and hurriedly checked his pocket.

Even though he hadn’t brought any gifts this time, he ought to get something for the baby.

"She gave birth a few days ago."

"Alright, don’t tell them I’m back yet. I’m going out for a bit and will be back later."

After finishing his sentence, Xiaohe hurriedly ran off, leaving behind a confused Shen Miaomiao.

Why is everyone acting mysteriously?

Xiaohe first went to the backyard and checked on his two "nemesis".

The two old hens had surprisingly long lives and weren’t made into soup yet after all these years.

Seeing Xiaohe’s return, the two old hens looked at each other and gave a few cackles as a greeting.

Now they were the lucky old hens thanks to the Shell Spirit.

"You two are quite lucky."

Xiaohe said, laughing.

He was very clear about the situation in Yan City.

Now the entire city has only three thousand taels of grain, which includes various coarse grains.

Although the fish in the river can still be consumed, given more time, everything would be polluted.

The grains stored away were not used. Every family was surviving on gruel and the fish caught from the river.

Even in the Lord’s Residence, the only meat they had was from the two old hens laying eggs every day and the dried meat in front of them.

The dried meat is soaked in water to make soup and then boiled until soft with some rice in it, this is the daily meal.

Those in the Lord’s Residence can eat bean sprouts once every three days, while the common people would have to wait about two weeks to eat some fresh "vegetables".

Even so, the Lin family still didn’t kill these two hens for soup, it is uncertain whether they are smart or foolish.

"Cluck! Cluck!"

The old hens seemed to protest, puffed up their chests and clucked a couple of times to show their dissatisfaction.

"You are both heroes, for her sake, I’ll give you some more destiny."

After Xiaohe finished speaking, he reached out and conjured two crystal-clear water droplets in midair.

After all, he is the Heavenly Path of this world.

Even if it’s his bathwater, any mortal who drinks it can prolong their life and nourish their organs.

In the past, these two hens drank water from his basin every day, otherwise, where would they have their initial wisdom, not to mention laying several eggs a day. Other old hens of their age would have been stewed and eaten by now.

However, the hens deserved some benefits as they could be considered as heroes.

Seeing two water droplets floating towards them, the two old hens quickly extended their necks to swallow the water droplets.

They’re indeed lucky.

Not many chickens can live up to five years old.

Not only have they lived this long, but they have also never been wronged at home.

"Cluck, cluck——cluck, cluck——"

"Alright, laying more eggs is the priority."

Xiaohe waved his hand, saw no one around, and vanished from his spot.

Not until he was fifty miles away from Yan City deep in the mountains, Xiaohe reappeared.

The glowing aura around him showed his uniqueness as a deep tranquil atmosphere filled the area with a faint scent of herbs.

The pollution continued to spread, and all the beasts in the forest were either hunted by humans or died from diseases among the decaying leaves and twigs from the trees.

The surviving animals struggled to live on.

The soil was contaminated, and no plants could grow, leaving no food for the animals.

Apex predators were also having a difficult time.

There was an increasing scarcity of prey, and the survival space was getting narrower.

Now, they mostly live on this cliff.

There were moss and ferns growing on the rocks, and sweet spring water seeped out from the small cracks.

This was where they depended on for survival.

With the gradual approach of footsteps, all the animals momentarily halted their actions, turning their heads to observe the direction of the noise.

Xiaohe looked at the world he owned now transformed into this state, feeling a complex mix of emotions.

He owned this world, but he barely had time to make a real difference.

Even before he could do anything significant, this world of his had already begun to abandon itself and degenerate.

The animals didn’t hide. They simply took a curious look at Xiaohe after his arrival and then continued to graze on the moss and grass growing on the rocks.

A squirrel, noticing the gentle aura around Xiaohe, unabashedly climbed onto his shoulder.

It regarded him as one of its kind.

Feeling the faint spiritual energy from the rocks, Xiaohe glanced at the squirrel gnawing on a root on his shoulder and decided not to harm it.

There were no mystical artifacts here, just rocks resisting pollution with scarce spiritual energy.

Before leaving, Xiaohe grabbed a handful of soil from the crevices and then placed the bold squirrel back onto the rock, before taking his leave.

He would have to consider another gift.

Ming Qin locked herself in her room all day, unable to think of a solution.

Now even the soil in the garden had started to smell bad. If they couldn’t find clean soil, all their efforts would be wasted.

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