Chapter 1 Farmer_1
Yan Xing was a recent graduate who had just found a job at a small company. He rose early and returned late, bustling through the city to make a living. He dreamed of earning enough money to buy a small house in the metropolis and find a girlfriend.
But such an ordinary life ended... after he discovered he possessed a minor ability.
That day, Yan Xing rode his electric moped through an empty field, helmet on his head.
A cool breeze blew, the green trees were vibrant, and the fragrance of flowers and grass filled the air around him.
The sprawling grassland presented a starkly different scene from the towering skyscrapers he was used to in the city.
Only... how did I end up here!
What is this place? The city’s outskirts shouldn’t be such barren grassland!
And what in the world are these two foreign-looking vagabonds in ragged clothes, holding pitchforks, standing before me?
The clothes on the two men before Yan Xing were so tattered they were nearly shredded strips. Caked with dried mud, they hung in tatters. Their faces were smeared with mud, their hair disheveled and as filthy as if they had rolled in it several times.
This place was in the middle of nowhere; there wasn’t a village ahead or a shop behind.
Am I being robbed?