Chapter 1: The Ugly Ger’s Farming Story


 

Xu Qing looked at his reflection on the gleaming surface of the water dazedly.
There is an image of an emaciated and ragged face with a red mole between the eyebrows – the symbol of gers in this world.
The mole was faintly visible on the face densely covered with pimples.

That’s right, he is no longer the original Xu Qing but the one from a modern, post-apocalyptic world who has the same name as this body.
He has been in this world for five days.
He was both happy and afraid during this time.
He was happy because he was reborn and have a chance to live again.
He was afraid because he would have nowhere to go when the original Xu Qing returns.
So, he has been living these past few days feeling worried.
When he first got here, he couldn’t help but feel a bit silly.
It seems that he now really has a new life.

He was an orphan in the previous world.
He just graduated from college and was planning to find a job, struggle in society, and give back to the orphanage when the apocalyptic arrived suddenly with zombies roaming rampantly.
He worked hard to go back to the orphanage later, but it was to no fruition.
The orphanage was utterly destroyed.
In order to survive and find his former partner, he joined a team.
By chance, he awakened his spatial ability and gained a certain position in the team; he was no longer a useless member.
While gathering supplies, Xu Qing and his teammates separated unfortunately.
He lost his way, ran into a hoard of zombies, and the rest is history.

Coincidentally, the original Xu Qing was also an orphan.  His parents died a few years ago.  He didn’t have any other relatives. Xu Qing felt relief; he no longer has to face the possibility of being exposed.
On the other hand, he has a toothache when he looked at the forest of pimples on his face, the reason he’s called the ugliest ger in the village. 


They called the original Xu Qing “the ugly one.” So, when his parents built this house, they chose the foot of the mountain to distance themselves from the rest of the village.
The house is about ten minutes from the edge of the village.
It is the only house in the area.

Except for some memories of his parents, the original Xu Qing’s memory was poor, and he had only hazy recollections of the people in the village and almost no knowledge of the outside world.
The original Xu Qing also had an inferiority complex as a result of years of being called ugly, so he never went out and had no friends.
He had never played with other children or gone to the market; his life was completely closed off. 

He was very pitiful.  Xu Qing touched the red bumps on his face.
 Despite the fact that this body was tormented by pimples like these, Xu Qing believed he had gotten a good deal.
On the other hand, he felt complicated when he looked at the red mole between his eyebrows mirrored on the water’s surface.  According to the memory of the original Xu Qing, his father was a strong man and his mother was a ger with a red mole between the eyebrows.  Except for the body being weaker than that of a man, gers could give birth.  There were only two genders in this world – men and gers – without any women.

Although Xu Qing liked men, giving birth or whatever was something really unacceptable for him.  Xu Qing stood up, patted his worn-out cyan colored garment, turned around, and walked back towards the clay house at the foot of the mountain, not far from the river.  When he got home, he looked back at the river in the distance.  The river flowed from the back mountain behind the house in the north to the village in the south.  The village was called Xingfu village.  There were more than 50 households in the village, except his.  Xingfu village was located between Jixiang village and Anle village.  The gers and the men in the village basically married those from the three villages.


He, who had experienced the end of the world, felt the long-lost happiness and comfort from watXu Qing the emerald green scenery and the smoke rising from the distant village.  Xu Qing turned around and looked at the thatch-roofed four-room house.  The walls were mostly made of mud; the house was surrounded by an adult-height wall made of both mud and stone.  Even though it was costly, father Xu built this towering wall for the safety of the family and also to prevent the livestock from being eaten by the wild animals since the house was at the bottom of the mountain. 

Xu Qing entered the courtyard and closed the gate.  He would never leave the door open when he was home.  It was a habit from living in dangerous times.  The courtyard was quite large; there were big, empty spaces both in front and back of the house.  The path from the gate to the main house was paved with stones collected from the river by father Xu.  They were not only useful for preventing slippage when wet but also very decorative.  It was mother Xu’s request.  It seems the Xu parents were quite affectionate.

There is a well on the left side of the yard by the kitchen, and a small storage room in the corner.  A door connected the kitchen to the main room.  On the right side of the main room is the entrance to the two bedrooms – one was Xu Qing’s and the other was of father and mother Xu – stacked under the eaves behind the house.

For someone from the modern world, looking at this house, he would have felt it was cramped, ugly, and shabby, but in Xingfu village, most of the dwellings are made of thatch.  Only the village head Lizheng and a few other households had mud houses.  Father Xu was a hunter.  The Xu family had three acres of paddy fields and four acre

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