Life Simulation: My Talent Is Wool-Chapter 6: Misfortunes

The ’locust event’ lasted three days. During those three days, in an almost festive atmosphere, the village hunted the locusts, until, after so long without rain, the weather began to cool a little and a heavy rain started to fall, but even before the rain began, the locusts fled.

Many showed sadness, while others joy, after all, no matter how profitable it was, who would want to hunt locusts every day?

At home, Luan was breathing with difficulty.

The last three days for him were insane.

He had never worked so hard in his entire life.

But his efforts were not in vain.

The number of locusts that fell into his hands surpassed the thousands and reached the millions!

Because of that, the water tank was full of dead locusts. He even had to buy more baskets to have somewhere to put the locusts.

Every day, without fail, he hunted more than ten baskets of locusts.

’What do I do with all this?’

He looks in the direction of the baskets and doesn’t know what to do.

Eating all of this was not an option.

He was preserving them thanks to the ice he bought, but until he finished them all, how much ice would he need to buy?

He would have to spend more than he could afford.

So...

’I’ll donate a good part to the less fortunate.’ He thought to himself.

Although far from being like the meat of a Lv2 bear, locusts were more nutritious than many other foods. If he could keep them, automatically, his training progress would also increase, but...

Being too greedy is not a good option. He didn’t want to attract any disaster to himself, so he decided that, still the next day, he would go to the areas with those who didn’t have the means to hunt the locusts, and donate a good part of what he had.

...

The next morning, a piece of news that started as mere smoke turned into a fire in a matter of minutes.

Adam left the village!

Why was this such important news?

Because he was the biggest ice supplier in the village, and without him, with the heat that had been happening, many foods would spoil.

It was all very sudden, without even saying goodbye, without looking back, old Adam took all his valuable things and left.

Soon, speculations began to be made about the reason this happened.

"It must have been because he gained a lot of EXP thanks to the locusts and reached the limit to have the prophetic dream!"

The first one to speculate this was actually a 14-year-old girl.

Of course, many had already started to consider this, but hearing it out loud made this speculation grow stronger.

This was because, upon becoming a Lv3, especially with a talent related to ice... Who in their right mind would want to stay in such a small village, considering that even if they went to a big city, they would be treated with a lot of respect?

Although he understood this, it was hard to swallow.

What upset them the most was not the fact that he left like that, no, it wasn’t that. But rather, the fact that he left without even saying goodbye, without more or less.

For Big Tree Village, old Adam’s departure was a huge loss.

Luan, who also found out about this, sighed.

’Unfortunately there is no refrigerator in this place. There are records that something similar exists in big cities, even an electrical grid, but unfortunately, there isn’t one in this village.’ He lamented.

Knowing this, the first thing he did was kill two baskets of locusts with his gloved hands, then he made a small trip to the most remote area of the village with those baskets over his shoulder, going down the mountain.

...

One month later...

Things were going from bad to worse.

It seemed that misfortunes walked hand in hand.

In the last few days, the temperature only rose, getting higher and higher. In a few days, it reached an incredible 50°C.

It was so hot that you could fry an egg on the street.

Luan’s training progress decreased.

In the first few days, many of the locusts had already rotted.

The village’s grains also decreased.

The insects also became agitated. It was hell trying to sleep.

Luan managed to get by creating a mosquito screen, but even though he could keep the insects away, he couldn’t stop this hot and muggy weather, making it terrible to get any sleep.

’The river near here is almost dry, it hasn’t rained for days...’

He reflected with regret: ’Should I leave for another place?’

He wasn’t the only one thinking like that. In fact, some had already left, especially the Lv2s.

The water was also running out.

Honestly, things were going from bad to worse.

It had already been three days since he had a decent meal.

Walking through the village, Luan held back the urge to sigh.

Before, a cheerful and lively village, but one month later, it was very quiet.

"Luan."

Turning around, he saw Nicole.

She tried to smile at him, but her smile was very forced.

Just like most people, she was dripping with sweat.

Not only that, she seemed to have lost a little weight.

He knew the reason.

Her family’s plantation had been severely affected.

"Are you leaving too?" She asked.

Luan’s heart raced a little. It wasn’t as if he was doing anything wrong, but he felt guilty.

"I..."

"It’s okay, I understand." She smiled, this time her smile was pure and sincere, but with a touch of melancholy: "I don’t blame you. I also think no one will blame you. It’s normal to want to live, and if things continue like this..."

She didn’t finish, but he understood.

"If only Lord Adam hadn’t left..." She murmured very softly, but Luan managed to hear.

This wasn’t just her thought, but that of many in the village.

With the power to create ice, he could not only help preserve food, but also provide a source of water.

A week ago, he went to talk to the village leader and gave the idea of trying to dig a well.

So far, nothing had been found, even after digging more than 40 meters deep.

It was a precarious situation for the village.

"I don’t want to go." Luan finally let slip.

He had formed a bond with this village and didn’t want to leave in times of difficulty.

Today, he went out to help again try to dig a well with the rest, but he no longer had the energy he had before.

Luan didn’t know for how many more days he could hold out.

Without food and water, the survival rate was less than 1%.

Only if they left would they have a greater chance of survival.

...

A thousand kilometers away from Big Tree Village, a man dressed in extravagant clothes and full of gold rings on his fingers was flying through the sky, and that wasn’t even the strangest part.

Behind the flying man, there were loaded clouds. The clouds seemed to be under this man’s control.

"Hmph!"

"Who’s there?!"

The man stopped and looked in all directions, cautious, but without hiding his innate arrogance coming from a true Lv4 expert.

"R-Red Rose...?"

Suddenly, the man’s body began to inflate as if it were a balloon, soon blood began to come out of all his orifices.

*Boom!*

And then, he exploded like a red ink balloon, spreading blood in all directions.

Next, a powerful voice echoed: "Return!"

’Timidly’, the clouds began to disperse in different directions.