Chapter 505: Shocking Marriage Vow

In the third year of Changping in Dayan, this world welcomed its distinguished time-traveling guest, Zhao Yi.

Qizhou, Zhaojiazhuang.

The golden morning light gradually heated up as the sun rose higher, baking the walls of the earthen house hot.

There has been no rain in the state for several days, and drought has occurred in many places.

The drought did not reach Zhaojiazhuang, but the scorching sun and strong heat here also made people feel uncomfortable.

"Hiss... Although the start is a bit low, it's okay, there are benefits for time travelers. Come out, panel!"

High-spirited cheers came from an adobe house where someone had just died. Zhao Yi called on the panel while integrating his original body's memories.

'16 plus 20, two lives combined, 36, middle-aged. Ugh! You can't count it that way. 16-year-old body, 20-year-old soul. Although the body has become smaller, the mind is still sharp.'

Thinking of this, Zhao Yi smiled self-deprecatingly. It would be a real loss if he gave up the wonderful modern life and traveled to this shabby place without making a career.

The original body's memories were unremarkable. The farthest place he had been was the county town, and the most important person he had met was the owner of the manor...

Zhao Yi quickly integrated this shabby memory, and at this time the panel was officially opened.

Proficiency panel.

A translucent panel emitting a faint blue light appeared before his eyes. This scene seemed to appear in his mind, and only he could see it.

【Name: Zhao Yi】

【Age: 16】

[Realm: None]

[Martial Arts: None]

[Special Item: Living (0%) Only when you are infinitely close to death can you understand the true meaning of life]

"Special project? That's really special. After all these years, I finally saw a panel where you can increase your proficiency by staying alive."

"That's all I have. It's not that great. Martial arts? What is martial arts? Does throwing rocks at people count?"

Zhao Yi believed that practice makes perfect, so even though there was a dead person waiting for him to deal with in the house, he still walked out of the house to look for stones of suitable sizes.

Before long, he found twenty small stones with a diameter of three or four centimeters. Then he chose the big tree in front of the door as a training target.

This tree is as thick as an adult's waist. If you can hit the tree, I guess... I guess you won't be able to hit a person.

Trees don't move, but people do.

But if you can't even hit a tree, then you will almost certainly not be able to hit a person. First find an immovable target to train with, and then find a moving target to train with. It is better to proceed step by step.

Zhao Yi was excited, aimed at the tree, and took 10 steps back.

He cast the first stone and the board changed.

[Martial Arts: Stone Throwing (Primary School 5.01%)]

"Elementary school? This... the system has also kept up with the times? Well, throwing stones is indeed a martial art. Whether it is throwing stones, knives, spears, or people, as long as it can destroy the enemy, it is a good martial art. 5.01%? Why does this number look weird? There is no pattern! "

Zhao Yi held his breath, stared at the target, and threw two more stones.

5.01% became 5.03%.

'It seems that the first 5% is self-contained. As for whether it is mine or the original body, it is not clear. One stone adds 0.01%, interesting, really interesting. Forget it, keep throwing stones.'

After throwing all twenty stones in his hand, his proficiency increased from 5% to 5.2%. He hurried to the tree to pick up the stones.

Although the action of picking up stones looks clumsy, it is really cool to increase your proficiency.

In the second round of throwing stones, he deliberately controlled the force to prevent the stones from flying too far and being difficult to pick up.

But it can't be too close, because the feelings of hitting and missing are two completely different experiences.

Throw a stone and hit it, the happiness of the male college students is that simple.

In the first round of throwing stones, only 20 out of 3 hit the target.

In the second round of throwing stones, 20 out of 5 hits were made.

Excluding the luck factor, the hit rate increased. He was in a good mood and practiced the stone throwing secrets more attentively. In fact, human beings love hard work and struggle, provided that these efforts and struggles can bring results.

In the 20th round of stoning, 18 out of hit the target.

After forty rounds of practice, the proficiency level rose to 13%.

Compared with myself three hours ago, my hit rate has increased by 500%, a world of difference!
Zhao Yi weighed the stones in his hand and felt that they were so handy and dexterous. Although they were not able to hit whatever he pointed at, he might be able to do it with time.

He felt a little tired, and ended his training contentedly, preparing to arrange the funeral of his original father.

Although the family still has some extra money, they absolutely cannot buy a coffin.

It’s not that I can’t afford it, but I don’t want to suffer the loss.

The person is dead, what’s the point of doing those empty things?

Therefore, the funeral he organized was extremely simple.

While the body was still freshly dead and looked almost like a living person, they quickly carried it to their own field, dug a hole and buried it.

With one shovelful of dirt, the soil was turned up. He lifted the shovel and threw the dirt aside.

At this time, the dear panel changed again.

[Martial Arts: Throwing Stones (13% for Primary School), Digging Earth (30% for Primary School)]

"It's already 60%, it should be the original body's own experience. I don't have much experience in digging soil, but I do have some experience in shoveling sand."

"How cruel! My original body often does farm work, but the progress of digging soil is only 60%? I thought it would be higher."

'Without the support of the panel, even if you repeat the same action over and over again, you will get stuck in a certain state and can no longer move forward.'

'From this, it can be seen that my proficiency panel is truly extraordinary. Hard work must be rewarded, and there is nothing better than this.'

He shoveled the soil a few more times, and the panel remained at 60%. About a minute later, he looked at the panel and it finally changed to 60.01%.

'I'm not afraid of you adding slowly, I'm afraid of you not adding at all. Digging is not like throwing stones, the increase in proficiency is not obvious, but it is roughly in line with the trend of God rewarding hard work, so just take your time.'

However, he soon couldn't bear it anymore. He was practicing throwing stones in front of his house. The sun had just risen and the temperature was not high. Besides, how much effort could be required to throw stones?
The sun was high in the sky at that time, and the sun was shining brightly in the air. Digging the soil was extremely strenuous, so after only a quarter of an hour he felt a little tired and wanted to stop and rest.

'It's always a good idea to do what you can.'

Resting after hard work is always particularly pleasant. He browsed through the memories of his original body, trying to find out if there were any more advanced martial arts.

Unfortunately, none were found.

For ordinary farmers, their daily routine is nothing more than chopping wood, splitting wood, fetching water, watering, digging the land, hoeing the land, mowing the grass, weeding, threshing, and winnowing... They have neither the energy nor the conditions to practice martial arts.

But there is a place to practice martial arts in Zhaojiazhuang.

There is a coach in the village who is responsible for this matter. As long as you are over 15 years old and pay two taels of silver, you can practice martial arts with the coach.

But these two taels of silver are not a small amount.

The family only had one and a half taels of savings, which was the savings earned by a couple after decades of hard work.

Only one and a half ounces!

In a good year, I could barely save some and buy a few pots and pans for the family.

If a disaster strikes, you might have to sell everything you have to make ends meet.

There are few years of good harvests, and few years of disasters. Life is like carrying stones across a river. It is tiring, but you won’t drown.

"There is still some food left at home. I will practice throwing stones these days to see if I can shoot some birds. After all, we can't live without meat."

"No, shoot birds? What the hell, if I want to shoot birds, I can use a slingshot. Why should I practice throwing stones?"

"No, where did the slingshot come from? I wonder if we can make a simple slingshot. Since throwing stones is a martial art, then using a slingshot must also be a martial art."

Zhao Yi daydreamed for a while, waited until his strength recovered, and continued digging until he buried the person before leaving.

Although doing so would not increase his proficiency much, he had to bury the body, and giving up halfway was even more unacceptable.

(End of this chapter)