"I'm hungry!"
When Lin Feng woke up, the first thing he did was not to look around, but to feel extremely hungry. His stomach was empty, and his stomach acid was boiling. It was extremely uncomfortable.
He swore that he had never been so hungry before!
His stomach was so empty that it felt like his stomach acid was going to digest his stomach!
Clutching his extremely hungry stomach, Lin Feng realized that the environment he was in was very strange!
Above him was a thatched house with many holes in it. Below him was a wooden board covered with hay. His body was covered with a bedspread sewn from rags. It was not stuffed with cotton or other warm things, but a mess of hay. The patches on the bed were densely packed, and it was a shocking sight.
The house was not big, only about ten square meters. Other than a stove made of mud and some broken pots and bowls, it was empty. There was nothing else.
The house was bare, truly bare!
Lin Feng was stunned on the spot. How poor was this!
Looking at his own body, the clothes he was wearing were also tattered and sewn from countless rags. He looked like a living beggar.
"Eh?"
Looking at his hand, Lin Feng felt that something was wrong. His hand seemed to have become much thinner and smaller. It was the hand of a minor!
"Transmigrated?"
Sensing that something was wrong with his body, Lin Feng realized that he had encountered the legendary transmigration!
"Oh!"
In the next moment, a sea of information suddenly exploded in his mind. Lin Feng, who was caught off guard, could not help but cover his head and scream. After a long time, his pale face recovered, and the pain gradually disappeared.
Lin Feng's expression froze as he flipped through the information in his mind.
"Hiss, he really transmigrated!"
Lin Feng's expression was very ugly, and his smile was filled with bitterness.
He had transmigrated to the fifteenth year of Chongzhen in the Ming Dynasty!
The 15th year of Chongzhen, what kind of year was that? It was truly the end of the world!
Natural and man-made disasters continued!
The drought was a thousand miles of barren land. Floods, lakes everywhere.
What was even worse was that the peasant army led by Li Zicheng swept through millions of disaster victims in Henan and broke out in the most tragic battle with the Ming Dynasty.
Zhang Xianzhong was also in trouble in Hubei.
What was even more terrifying was that the Manchu Tartars had already subdued North Korea for five years, squeezing out the manpower and resources of North Korea, sweeping through the desert and conquering Mongolia. They were entrenched outside the northern pass, eyeing the Ming Empire with covetous eyes, ready to enter the Central Plains at all times.
It could be said that this year was the turning point of Ming Dynasty's demise.
On the battlefield of the Central Plains, Li Zicheng besieged Kaifeng on all sides, repeatedly losing and fighting, exhausting the last trace of vitality of Great Ming.
The defeat and death of Sun Chengzong would become the turning point for the Great Ming Dynasty to change from suppression to defense and for the hearts of the people to disperse.
In the next two to three years, Li Zicheng would establish the Dashun regime in Xiangyang, launch a counterattack against the Ming Dynasty, and finally invade the Forbidden City. Chongzhen Meishan would hang himself and die. The commander of Shanhaiguan, Wu Sangui, would seek refuge with the Manchu Qing Tartars and allow them to enter the pass, causing a series of massacres and the fall of China.
Lin Feng felt his scalp go numb!
What could he do?
There was nothing he could do!
"This is really the end of the world!"
Lin Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly. The situation was like this, and the Han people could be said to be powerless.
Although he was unwilling, what could he do?
He was starving to death, so who could he save?
He traveled through the body of a fishing village teenager with the same name on Weihaiwei Liujia Island in Dengzhou Prefecture, Shandong Province.
He was only sixteen years old, and he had no maids to serve him, nor did he have a fiancée.
He was just a fisherman whose parents and brothers had all starved to death. His family was destitute, and he only had a broken fishing boat and a broken fishing net.
The reason he was able to transmigrate was because he was out fishing. When he encountered a terrible storm, the waves washed him down the fishing village and into the sea. Even though he was rescued by his companions in time, he was still half drowned.
When he was brought home by his companions, he almost suffocated to death. He even caught a cold and had a fever. He was cold and hungry. In the end, he couldn't endure it. Only then did Lin Feng, who had transmigrated from the future, wake up.
The youth's life was not worth mentioning. It was all memories of fishing and starving.
He could not get any specific information at all.
However, Lin Feng still had some impression of Liu Clan Island. This place was a famous tourist attraction in Weihai in the future. It was called Liugong Island in the future.
In the future, this island, which was only 13.5 square kilometers, was known as the unsinkable aircraft carrier.
However, knowing all this was useless to Lin Feng. It could not relieve his starving stomach.
" Fengzi, you're awake?!"
A 34-year-old farmer walked in with a broken bowl.
"Big Brother Yun!"
Looking at the person, Lin Feng knew from his memories that the person was a young man in his twenties. His name was Zhang Yun. He had been starving and working hard every day, turning him into an old man.
In his memory, it was also Zhang Yun who saved him from the sea.
"It's good that you're awake, it's good that you're awake!" Zhang Yun smiled and quickly handed the bowl over."You must have fainted from hunger? Hurry up and eat something to nourish yourself!"
There was only oatmeal that was as thin as water and a dried fish that was as thick as two fingers in the bowl. However, for the fishermen on Liu Clan Island, this was a delicacy that they rarely had in a year!
After taking a bite of the dried fish, his mouth was filled with the taste of sea salt. It was difficult for the taste to enter his mouth. Lin Feng's stomach churned and he almost spat it out. In the end, his hunger overcame his tongue and he forcefully swallowed it along with the oatmeal.
He wolfed down the oatmeal and dried fish in no time.
Only then did his empty stomach feel a little better.
Looking at Lin Feng wolfing down the food, Zhang Yun swallowed his saliva. In the end, he did not say anything. He patted Lin Feng's shoulder, took the broken bowl, and walked out.
When he was about to leave, he couldn't help but finish the remaining oatmeal like a dog.
Looking at this scene, Lin Feng felt extremely sad.
What a bitter day!
Not to mention the apocalypse that would arrive in two or three years, the current environment was the apocalypse for him!
For a person like him who could neither lift his hands nor carry his shoulders, nor go up the mountain to hunt or go into the sea to fish, how could he endure the following days?!
"Ding! Activating 'Age of Empire'."
"The Age of Empires has been successfully activated!”
Suddenly, a pleasant ding dong sound rang in his mind. Lin Feng was stunned, then his face was filled with ecstasy."Hahaha, I knew there was always a way out. The system is the standard for transmigration. How could the system abandon me?!”
Having the system meant that he could truly survive in this era!
He quickly focused his attention on the system interface and looked at it carefully.
After a long time, he heaved a sigh of relief. Although the system of Age of Empires was very similar to the game in his memory, there were also big differences. However, the biggest difference was that there was no population limit!
This meant that as long as he had sufficient resources, he could use his troops without limit!
In this era where cold weapons and hot weapons alternated, population meant everything!
" Build the town center!"
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