The wind blew across the grass, and a swirl of morning dew fell. For those who walk through the grass roots, this is a drizzle of rain.

"Brother Xiao Jiang, what did you find today?"

Seeing Xiaojiang walking back empty-handed, everyone walking through the grass was asking him, but Xiaojiang just shook his head weakly.

"Let's look for it together?"—the figure slid down the long grass leaves, bringing down—drops of condensed dew. Dewdrops poured directly on him, soaking his entire body. The man sneezed and laughed, and there was a flower on top of his head, like a hat.

"I...cough cough." Jiang started coughing before opening his mouth.

'Jiang' is leaning on a stalk of grass in his hand, and on the stalk is a leaf the size of an umbrella to keep out the rain. He had a pale face, coughed from time to time, and became smaller and smaller against the thick green grass beside him, looking very pitiful.

"Oh, when will your body be completely healed..." The visitor looked at him with sympathy, and handed him a little bug the size of a slap, "Send you to play."

The slap-sized flesh worm, white and hairless, with eyes like black beans, is actually a bit cute. Jiang Yao shook his hand and refused.

"Then I'm leaving, I haven't found my share yet."

The man grabbed a smooth grass stalk, climbed up nimbly, and quickly disappeared into the top of the leaf.

‘Jiang’ continued to move forward.

The soil was wet and left very clear footprints. He opened two grasses and followed the footprints to find his way.

When I raised my head, the sky was very far away, so far away I could only see the blue and beautiful fields, and the grasses that were trampled under my feet in the past were as tall as trees. As for trees, it's more like skyscrapers.

It was the first time I felt so small.

This is a world without traces of modern technology, not even a feudal society. There are no houses, no roads to be built, no regulated farmland and no tame livestock.

Looking up and looking around, there are half-savages in sackcloth clothes, bare feet, and hairy hair, jumping and gliding on grass leaves, chasing seeds like dandelion, or looking down for something.

They seem to be subjects of the Thumb Kingdom, growing up in walnut shells and making friends with voles.

Compared to other people's sloppy looks, 'Jiang' is a little better, his hair is clean and tied up, he has a pair of cloth shoes on his feet, and the linen clothes on his body seem to be cleaner than others.

"Jiang looks like those adults, tall and white, but unfortunately he is not."

He heard the voices of the people talking—as they talked—searching for something in a patch of thorny grass.

- After a while, someone called: "My clothes are stuck."

"My hair is sticking too."

"Don't break these leaves, it's not easy to wash with sap."

It turned out to be the sap running down from the thorny plant, which seemed to be very sticky.

He walked on, pushing away with both hands—root after blade of grass. This world is full of desolation with no one, and the sense of desolation is even worse than his wilderness, and people are extremely small in it.

Walking to a shadowy place, he raised his head and saw a towering tower at the end of his line of sight, under a giant tree connecting heaven and earth.

From the outside, the tower looked like a sleek cone, with regular ventilation openings beginning to appear upward in the middle.

This shape looks familiar, like those anthills.

"Group building?" He continued to walk towards the tower following the footprints he left before.

The tower was too far and the road was too difficult to walk. He walked for almost half an hour and was hit by dewdrops and grass leaves several times. Only then did he find a very narrow entrance under the black tower and write "03".

This is strange, isn't this a semi-primitive society? How can there be such a digital symbol that can only be produced by a civilization that has developed to a certain extent?

He vaguely sensed something was wrong, but went in anyway.

Inside is an underground lair, like a hollowed-out tree trunk, surrounded by dense layers of small caves. Some stuffy, some wet.

It wasn't airtight inside, there were lots of small vents in the walls, and there were some moss-like glows in the corners. His eyes got used to it—after a while, he could see clearly the environment inside.

Both the ground and the cave seem to be made of a special kind of clay that feels rough and hard to the touch.

"Ant nest, cough cough cough." He whispered these two words, and brought up a low cough.

[Among the players - someone is a murderous ghost, find it, or live for seven days. 】

[Identity: Player. 】

[Role: Workers. 】

[Role quest: Destruction. 】

[Keywords: ant nest. 】

【9】

Nine-player game, the first hint: the ant nest.

‘Jiang’, that is Ren Yifei, he looked up at the layered caves and felt that he really had some images.

The role's mission is destruction, I don't know whether to prevent destruction or create destruction, or what to destroy. I haven't seen the resume yet, and Ren Yifei is still at a loss.

"Hey." I just walked away - I didn't feel it, but when I stopped suddenly, I felt that the soles of my feet were burning. Based on past experience, I might have blisters.

And just now—the road was rubbing all kinds of plants, branches and leaves, and there were many red scratches on the exposed skin, which was hot and painful.

'Jiang' is a person of this era and has long adapted to this environment, so it can only be Ren Yifei's own fault.

The tactile upgrade can kill him, Ren Yifei has never felt so bad before. He finally polished himself from thin skin and tender meat to what he is today, and it went back.

Although, the feeling is indeed sharper, and if there is danger, he can react faster.

This nest, layer by layer, is a small hole, and there are no facilities such as a public kitchen, bathroom and toilet. Is it possible to go out in the wild to solve this physiological problem?

He took out the wooden sign on his body, and there was a string of ghost symbols on it.

He didn't know what this ghostly talisman was before, and he didn't think about the Arabic numerals. Now, after comparing the numbers, it became clear: 03319.

The first two numbers are the house number, and the last three should be the cave number.

He quickly found the character's cave, which was on the third floor. He went up the big inclined ladder and took the walkway on the third floor. Jiang's cave was in the middle, and the doorway was covered with dried bark and leaves.

He lifted the bark curtain and looked inside. I thought it would be very dark inside, but I didn't expect a bunch of glowing plants to be inserted in it, so although there was no window, it was not dark inside.

There is a bed in the cave, two boxes on the ground, a table and stools on one side, and a row of shelves on the other side, and there are some clay animals, all in the shape of insects.

The small cave is full, and there is almost no place for people to stand.

Ren Yifei walked in, closed the door, and sat on the earth bed.

He opened his eyes and was in a dense grass. The grass was taller than a person, and there were sharp spines on the surface of the body. The edges were jagged, and he looked like he couldn't mess with it.

Then surrounded by rags and scrawny people, walking around in the gaps between the grass roots. He thought he had entered some primitive villain.

Jiang didn't have many personal belongings, so he rummaged through the boxes and found a linen robe of the same style, but more tattered, as well as some rough-looking pottery and wooden utensils.

He even found it—the yellowish and brittle paper, not the 'paper' made the day after tomorrow, it was made of leaves like sedge, with a lot of words densely written.

It is a simplified Chinese character that has been revised continuously, and it is absolutely impossible to appear in the font of this era.

Its origin is the same as the numbers at the door, which is very mysterious.

This world is not normal everywhere, but in any case, after finding a place to live, there is no need to sleep in the wild, and the crisis of survival is instantly reduced by half.

After a while, Ren Yifei took off his shoes and looked carefully—there were indeed two blisters.

He found spicules in a drawer. There is no way to disinfect it, just rubbing it will puncture the blisters and let the pus inside flow out.

Lying on this muddy bed, Ren Yifei was ready to take care of the current situation.

First of all, the people here are relatively small compared to the world, and may be about the same size as the insects in the original world.

And the standard of living of the common people should stay in primitive society or semi-primitive society, but they have begun to master the crystallization of wisdom beyond this era - numbers and words.

Second, when he was out in the wild, he didn't see people searching for food. Including foraging for plant fruit and fishing and hunting, there is no, not even farmland.

Occasionally I see someone come back beaming, not food, but a black thing.

So, where does the food come from? Where did your clothes come from?

Third, their habitat is an anthill-like building, stacked high in the shape of an awl. This is also very unreasonable. Such tall towers have requirements for building materials and building structures, and are not built casually.

The question is, who made this thing? Why is this shape created?

Here—everything is unusual, especially weird.

Unable to find a clue, Ren Yifei opened his resume, and under the dim light of the room, he saw ten lines.

He Jiang, who was judged to be a worker at birth, came out of the nursery after the age of three and came here. The nest on the bottom floor was numbered.

Workers start working from the age of three, with young children studying half a day in the morning and cleaning half a day in the afternoon.

In order to better serve the community, they need to learn the most basic words and numbers.

When you are a little older, you can stop studying and start taking other, harder jobs. Such as making pottery, wood, repairing nests, basic teachers, as a nursery sitter...

He Jiang's grades are very good, and his talent for reading is amazing. However, because of my class, I can only read the most basic, and I am not allowed to continue reading.

Here, knowledge, like certain things, is monopolized by the upper echelons.

That's all, he has already learned to write, and secretly, he can also find some books to read.

Want to read more books and learn more knowledge, the best way is to become a teacher's assistant to teach the cubs, but I don't know why, in the end, he with the best grades was sent out to do the most dangerous job - collecting supplies .

Every day he goes out looking for something special, in the shape of a cube, in black. It's the same job out there for those wandering around looking for the black cube.

No one knows where the cubes came from, only that after a while a lot of them will spill and then they'll have to search.

After the cubes are collected, they will be processed uniformly.

As long as you complete your work every day, the above will uniformly distribute clothes, daily utensils, etc. If he collects more cubes, he can also get additional things, such as medicines and other combined tools.

What is implemented here is a hierarchical unified-management system, which is a bit like the era of big pot rice.

All the workers in the lair have the same food, everyone is the same, no more, no less. However, the premise is that you do your job.

If Ren Yifei came back empty-handed a few times again, he would be judged as 'incapable of working' and would be kicked out of the nest to fend for himself.

It is very dangerous outside, and there is only a dead end.

"So what is the social system of this world?" Ren Yifei was puzzled again.

No one can answer.

Apart from that, He Jiang has no other special identities and experiences. He is a sick and weak worker who looks like an "ordinary". At most, I get some respect for helping other people a lot.

On the way here, he passed a pool of water and saw what he looked like now.

Compared with the previous characters, 'Jiang' seems a little sick and weak, with a little blue now and coughing from time to time.

He could have become a teaching worker, but in the end he didn't. This is one of the few accidents in Jiang's life.

This little accident changed Jiang's life.

He wanted to know why, even though he had the best grades, he ended up doing the most tiring job. Later, I found out that it was an order issued by the upper-level people.

"You can't let him get in touch with books anymore, the workers don't need to know that much."

'Jiang' is very smart, too smart. He doesn't know what a monopoly is, but he knows that this is something that completely blocks the future of the people below.

He felt very stuffy, very painful, and something was oppressing him, a thought that could be called diabolical at this time sprouted in Jiang's heart.

After reading the introduction, Ren Yifei finally understood what the role mission was, and destroyed the original hierarchy.

"The copy is playing with me again."

The author has something to say: Thumb Ah Fei: ... forced to deduce obsessive-compulsive disorder.

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