I am a living immortal.

Chapter 577 Internal strife, human pill

Mirage Dragon sarcastically said, "That's because some people can't see it, and their strength is not enough."

Xuan Mo found it very interesting to watch the two of them bickering with each other, and he clapped and cheered beside them. Su Mu felt a little helpless and said to Xuan Mo, "Come on, let's go."

Xuan Mo happily followed Su Mu, and the two of them disappeared on the spot. The old goat and the mirage dragon snorted and left in opposite directions, neither wanting to breathe the same air as the other.

The four people separated at the dock, and the soldiers stationed on the dock did not notice that Su Mu and his companions had been there at all.

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Lin State is large, but also very chaotic.

Half the country was ruled by a band of barbarians, and half by a mad imperial court. Neither side was doing well. Conversely, some secluded villages nestled deep in the mountains fared relatively well, unaffected by the impact. After all, the mountains were so high and steep that many people simply couldn't cross them, and they didn't care whether the world outside was prosperous or chaotic.

Many places at the foot of the mountain are already bare.

There was really no other way, so these people could only take the risk. Many people were hesitant. The only place to find food in Lin Country was deep in the mountains and forests. Deep in the mountains and forests was very dangerous, with wild animals, poisonous insects, and miasma that were not something that ordinary people could handle.

However, such deep mountains and old forests are also the environment favored by monsters and beasts.

The spiritual energy is more concentrated in the dense forest, and people at the foot of the mountain will also offer fresh "blood food" to these monsters in exchange for food.

This discovery was made by an old hunter. This old hunter's family consisted of ten people: his parents, a wife, and six children, the oldest sixteen, the youngest just three. The eldest should have married, but bad luck struck, and war struck. The few acres of land he had were barely enough to feed his family of ten. Before the war, things were better; he could hunt game in the mountains and trade it for food, scraping by.

But war broke out and famine came.

The outer forests were completely devoured, and the animals fled deeper into the mountains. But humans were no match for them. Prey was becoming increasingly scarce. He had no choice but to venture deeper into the mountains, but his harvest was minimal and he nearly lost his life.

Until one day...

The old hunter brought a lot of food and meat from the mountains, but the ten people became nine, eight, and seven.

Of course, the old hunter's family couldn't hide their situation from their fellow villagers. Finding food once in the jungle was understandable, but it was unusual every time. Furthermore, the old hunter's family members were inexplicably missing: first a three-year-old, then two five-year-olds, both girls. When questioned, the old hunter stammered, unable to explain.

Finally, the village's respected elders arrived and extracted the "secret" from the hunter. Far from being frightened, the villagers were thrilled. Who doesn't have a few burdens? These days, a person is worth less than a sheep. It's a relief to have one less mouth to feed while also getting food.

As a result, more and more people came up the mountain to exchange food, including old people and girls, and later on, they even deceived and tricked people into the deep mountains.

You know, people will follow you for a bite of food these days. So, this village survived comfortably in these chaotic times by eating "human flesh." The last thing they lacked now was people; the real shortage was food. And with the cover-up provided by the village's one hundred households, at least tens of thousands of people had vanished from the village over the past year...

Practice makes perfect. This village only scams refugees, lone travelers, the elderly, and children, to avoid being discovered. Even if they were discovered, what would it matter? The government is currently preoccupied with its own affairs, so how could it possibly care about them?

And within the forest, a figure stood on a cliff, dressed like a modern man. His long green robe and pale, beardless face gave him the air of a scholar—if one ignored his bright red lips and the scattered bones on the ground.

He looked down at the village at the foot of the mountain. Greed had led them to send more and more people, and his strength had unknowingly expanded to a level previously unimaginable. Devouring blood food was much faster than practicing moon worship. A glint flashed in his narrow eyes, and his slender tongue licked his lips, as if savoring the taste.

He needs more and more people, it's not enough, these are not enough...

"When does the plan start?" asked a hoarse voice.

"Haha, don't be anxious. Although those barbarians are a bit stupid, they are not as easy to fool as you think. All this takes time, dear~" The teasing and charming voice came from afar. The white mist rolled up and turned into a graceful woman. Her white arms wrapped around the man.

The sound of laughter rang in my ears.

As the wind blew, the graceful woman disappeared without a trace.

"Time. How is the human court doing?"

"I have nothing to say about this matter. You know, we are not the only ones involved in this matter. Be patient for a while, and then the whole world will be yours and my food, and we can take whatever we want. Isn't that wonderful?"

"That's a nice thing to say," the man snorted. As a demon who profited from the greed of others, although he himself was also dominated by greed, this greed was also tinged with a certain clarity.

If there weren't so many participants, he would rather nibble away at it bit by bit like he's doing now than get involved. But getting involved is a good thing. If successful, then they can divide up the world. How many people would it take? It's impossible to count them all.

"You have to have faith in us." The voice kept saying in my ear, a little noisy.

Participation wasn't without cost. Half of the nearly ten thousand blood rations he had were melted into "human pills" and given to the great demons. This way, he didn't have to do it himself and avoided many dangers, which was just right for someone like him.

But the price was still quite high. Each "Human Pill" was time-consuming and laborious to refine, and the materials were also rare. Miraculous herbs and medicinal herbs were rare in this area, and even common ingredients required centuries of age. There were some stocks deep in the mountains, but not many. It took the flesh and blood of a hundred people to create a single Human Pill, and yet he demanded a hundred? How could that be possible?

It is precisely because he knows how to refine human pills that people come to him.

"Not in a hurry? Wait a little longer? Confident? Those humans are all about results when doing business. You haven't even produced any results yet, and you want me to add this and that. A hundred human pills, what a big tone." Men are not fools. If you keep asking for it without producing any results, he will be a fool to give it to you.

There was a murderous aura in these words, which shook the surrounding clouds and mist.

The noisy voices faded. She knew, of course, that they weren't fools, so how could they give more? Many of her partners were already dissatisfied. They talked about dividing the world, but the barbarians kept dragging their feet, while the neighboring countries were making slow progress in infiltrating the country. A lean camel is bigger than a horse.

The favor of humanity and the emperor has not disappeared.