frightfiction Chapter 328 Suddenly
Chapter 328 Suddenly
Chapter 328 Unexpected Events
White Scale had no idea what Gray was thinking, and pointed in a direction.
"What are they doing?"
Gray looked in the direction the white scales were pointing and explained, "When you grow crops, wheat doesn't just grow out of the ground for no reason."
Although there are special beings like those with magic and professionals in this world, the vast majority of people are still ordinary people who do not possess extraordinary abilities.
The scene in the fields was similar to that of the Western Middle Ages in my previous life.
As dawn broke, the farmers rose to prepare for their day's work. They wore simple cloth clothes, wooden clogs, and wide-brimmed hats to ward off the morning chill. The women busied themselves in the kitchen, preparing a simple breakfast and lunch to take to the fields.
In the fields, farmers first inspect their tools, ensuring the plowshare is sharp and the oxen and horses are in good condition. Then, they harness the animals and begin plowing. The oxen and horses pull the wooden plow, while the farmers grip the plow handles, guiding the animals through the fields. The plowshare cuts into the soil, turning up rows of fresh earth in preparation for sowing.
When sowing, farmers typically carry seed bags and walk around scattering wheat, barley, or oat seeds evenly. Children follow behind, patting the soil down with their little hands to ensure the seeds take root well.
In summer, crops in the fields require constant management. Farmers need to weed regularly, sometimes with hoes, sometimes by hand. They also need to check the growth of the crops and prevent and control pests and diseases. During dry periods, they may need to use waterwheels to draw water from rivers or wells to irrigate the fields.
Harvest season, usually in autumn, is the busiest time of year for farmers. The whole family, including the elderly and children, participates in the harvest. They use sickles to cut the ripe grain, bundle it, and then transport it to the threshing floor. At the threshing floor, the grain is threshed, and then a winnowing machine separates the clean grain.
In winter, farm work decreases, but farmers still need to care for livestock, repair farm tools, and prepare seeds for the coming year. They might sit around the fireplace on winter nights, mending clothes, telling stories, and enjoying a short rest after a year of hard work.
The small-scale farming economy is self-sufficient, but if a natural disaster occurs that leads to poor harvests or even no harvest at all, these people will go hungry or even starve to death.
"You don't need to know the specifics; neither of us will be involved in these matters..."
As he spoke, Gray was about to take Whitescale around.
Suddenly, Gray abruptly turned his head and looked to the right front.
"Gray?"
The sudden turn of his head puzzled Bai Lin. Seeing Gray frown, Bai Lin couldn't help but look in the direction Gray was gazing into the distance.
What did he see?
With his eyesight alone, Bai Lin could only see endless rice paddies; these things shouldn't have elicited much of a reaction from Gray...
Gray must have seen something further away.
Thinking this, Bai Lin released his spiritual power and explored a location further than the edge of his field of vision in that direction.
Finally, Bai Lin saw that...the thing that made Gray's expression change.
It was an overwhelming, deep black curtain, a black curtain that swallowed the sky, and the rice fields were constantly encroaching upon this place.
"what is that?"
The moment the question was raised, Bai Lin increased the precision of his mental exploration, magnifying the black curtain, and only then could he see clearly...
"insect?"
That overwhelming black curtain was formed by a swarm of ugly, deep black insects flapping their wings.
"Go and see."
After saying that, Gray immediately shot off towards the direction of the darkness.
Bai Lin also realized the urgency of the situation. Without saying much, he suddenly sped up to follow Gray.
The appearance of these insects looked somewhat familiar to Gray; they should be a similar type of monster.
Why would insect-like monsters appear here? There aren't any places nearby with abundant magic that would easily breed monsters, let alone monster lairs of the scale of secret realms or dungeons.
What Gray cared about most was the faint scent of each insect.
This is no ordinary monster...
locust……
The sky suddenly darkened, as if dark clouds were pressing down overhead, but upon closer inspection, they were not clouds at all, but a swarm of monstrous locusts that blanketed the sky. Their figures blotted out the sun, emitting a chilling buzzing sound. These locusts resembled ordinary locusts in appearance, but their color was a deep black, and each one was enormous, as large as a crow.
The farmers were working in the fields when suddenly they were stunned by what they saw. A young farmer looked up and saw the horrifying scene. He dropped his hoe in terror and shouted, "Monster! Run!"
Farmers scattered in panic, their faces contorted with fear and despair. The swarms of monstrous locusts, like a black torrent, descended upon their fragile crops. As they ran, the farmers glanced back at their fields, watching helplessly as a year's hard work was about to vanish.
Monster locusts landed in the fields, their mouthparts like sharp blades, easily severing stalks of wheat and rice. These enormous locusts seemed to have an insatiable appetite; they chewed voraciously, leaving only bare stalks in their wake. The once lush fields were transformed into a scene of utter devastation in the blink of an eye.
The farmers fled into the nearby woods, panting and shaken. Through the gaps in the trees, they saw their fields being ravaged. The swarms of monstrous locusts, like a black storm devouring everything, mercilessly destroyed every inch of life on the land.
The crops in the fields will be completely devoured, not even the roots and stems will be spared. The soil will be hardened by the countless feet of the monstrous locusts, as if trampled by iron hooves. The farmers know that after this disaster, their fields will not be able to recover in a short time, and this year's harvest is completely hopeless.
The fleeing farmers, in their haste to escape, failed to notice the two outcast figures heading toward the swarm of monster locusts.
The swarm of monster locusts appeared suddenly, and by the time Gray discovered them, the fields had already suffered considerable damage, damage that was irreparable.
But Gray can stop the disaster from spreading further.
For his own sake, he shouldn't have used so much magic here, in such an unprotected place.
There was no time to set up a magic array to conceal their presence. Destroying the swarm of demonic locusts would undoubtedly expose the fact that the Demon King had appeared in this place.
It will attract the attention of the Olmec Kingdom, the Church of Holy Light, and the Heroic Squad.
But Gray didn't want to think about it anymore.
His ideal is to become a Shadow Warrior and establish an organization of Shadow Warriors.
As someone with the strength of a Shadow, they wouldn't care about so many things!
As Gray transformed his magic into a sword, he raised the magic sword high into the air.
In an instant, a swarm of monster locusts...
The curtain formed by the deep black swarm of insects was swallowed up by an even larger and more dazzling purplish-black light curtain.