Banished to Another World, Chapter 22: People who are struck and They have to work hard to get up.

Banished-To-Another-World 《异世流放》 Yi Shi Liu Fang   

Banished to Another World, Chapter 22: People who are struck and they have to work hard to get up

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When Yuan Zhan returned, Yan Mo had already reigned over his emotions.

Because tranquility is a luxury, it was difficult to get angry.

Yan Mo struggled from having nothing before eventually acquiring fame and fortune. After passing the age of thirty, he began to get used to others holding him on a pedestal: aunties praised him, others revered and feared him. Even in the last days of his imprisonment, he did not suffer any pain. On the contrary, the prisoners and the guards around him had been caring and polite due to his medical skills.

It was true that he did not received the opportunity to escape death. He offended many people but he also saved many more over the year; this, coupled with his first-grade medical skills, there were many who proposed to allow him to continue being a sinner.

The only treasure he cherished the most and cared for the most had disappeared. His will to survive was not great. Moreover, because of his personality, he was thrown out from the top rank. If he did not retaliate and returned what he received, or he did not pull all those people to drown in the water, then how willing would he be to be abused?

Yan Mo therefore concluded that although he was full of resentment when he died, it was worthwhile even though he felt sorry for himself.

However, he did not expect he would open again his eyes in another world and in a different breath of life. In order to reform from his old ways, God gave him a temptation he could not ignore.

He soon realized the cruelty of this world, but, even after he was taken aback by the primitive people here, he did not really feel any sense of crisis. He always felt that with his ability, he could easily mix-ins with this primitive society. It was not easy to get wind and water (fame) and people to admire him.

He had been observing these primitive people from high above the ground.

He, in fact, treated himself as a god.

He didn't even look at the new body he possessed since he only saw it as a tool to house his own soul, and so he was not particularly sad even after this body was abused, cut and wounded over and over again.

He despised these primitive people, and he even looked down on the Guide just as he despised the laws of his original world.

Over time, the facts reminded him again and again; what if he cannot look down on the people living here? Even if he is more knowledgeable compared to the primitive people, he still has to find a means to pour these knowledge out, but before that happens, it would be very easy for the locals to insult, bully, and kill him. He didn’t even dare fight for fear of experiencing more pain. He was afraid he would die!

He was once a person of high status that fell on the dusty ground before he finally realized that everything in his past was nothing more than a mirror. Now that everything in the deep hole became his reality, it was not surprising for this psychological gap to change a weak-willed person and turned him crazy. 

Yan Mo is not crazy, he is calmer than ever.

After a moment in a sitting position, he pulled out the wristband and prepared to improve it. What he needed now was not a bell-whistling wristband, but a bag that could hold things.

In the past, he was too stupid. He thought he was smart and was in control of everything, when in fact, he was only a self-conscious person who couldn't even eat enough food. He was staying in a new society yet he still held the glory of the past life; he even thought he was only connected to this body and the world should revolve around his mighty force.

At this point, he saw Yuan Zhan and Yuan Diao carrying a pile of fresh meat next door. Yuan Zhan had a deeper understanding of the boy when the latter carried a bulging animal skin around his hand.

"What are you doing?" Yuan Zhan saw the little slave walked out of the opening of the tent and sat on the ground. He pointed to the fire pit.

Yuan Diao and Yuan Zhan nodded and crossed the village then went back to their tent.

"Fire, eat." Thanking himself for his physical memory and his wild life experiences; otherwise, he wouldn't even know how to get anywhere.

Yuan Zhan laughed while he kicked him. He threw the parcel at the door of the tent and took the slate on the water tank before unloading the fresh meat from his shoulder. He said, "Do not do it. Cao Ting will start the fire every day. Do you think you can light up the fire faster? If you want fire, then let her come and bring the fire to you."

Cao Ting, who was busy at the next tent, heard her name. She raised her head, smiled and waved. When she saw what Yan Mo wanted to do, she immediately came in with a piece of burning wood to start the fire.

Yan Mo grabbed two stones and looked at Cao Ting to help her ignite the fire.

Cao Ting looked at the two stones in his hand and giggled. "Hey, even smart people will do stupid things. It has been a long time since we used flint.”

What?! Just then, Yan Mo’s brain was paralyzed for a while! 

When Cao Ting lit the fire pit, Yan Mo suddenly rushed up and hugged Yuan Zhan's leg, and took a bite on his calf.

Yuan Zhan, who was drinking cold water: "..."

Yuan Diao at the next door was unfortunate enough to witness this scene. He broke out laughing: “Did you not feed him today? You are going to end up as food for your little slave!"

"Ptooey!" Yan Mo tasted dirt. He wiped his mouth before checking around him to see what he could do.

Yuan Zhan bent over and picked up the little slave who didn’t have much flesh on him. He went to the door of the tent and asked him to sit on the ground before he left to take a bundle out of the tent and stuffed it into the boy’s arms. "All the things you wanted are inside." Then he stared at the latter’s head.

Yan Mo took the bundle from Yuan Zhan's hand and opened it.

Yuan Zhan looked at his hand and then at the little slave who dared bite his own master. He suddenly felt that the little slave, who sat there, had changed. Since he does not understand the word anger, he only felt the little slave seemed different from before he left this morning, just like... he became open in general?

Forget it. It doesn’t seem to be a bad thing. He never expected this slave to actually become his slave. It is fine as long as the other party can warm the nest.

There were a lot of things inside the bundle. There were a few pieces of broken skin, a bag of coarse salt, some animal bones, several hard shell fruits, two dried animal eyes...

Yan Mo picked up the two deliberately dried eyeballs and shook. "What do you want me to do with this thing?"

Yuan Zhan took out the salt and sprinkled it over the fresh meat. He replied: "Eat.”

"What is so delicious about eating dried eyeballs?" Yan Mo's mouth twitched.

"Those are the eyes of the eagle. If you eat it, it can make your eyes look farther and you can see more clearly at night."

”Is that so?" Yan Mo didn’t believe that the people here are superstitious. His memory has no knowledge of this stuff. The boy's body is still young and has not been exposed to a more beastly superstition.

"You will not eat it?"

"No."

"I eat one and you eat the other."

"... Thank you."

"Would you let me f*ck you again tonight?"

Yan Mo’s blue ribs broke out. "Before you left, didn’t you say you won't touch me again?"

Yuan Zhan didn't force him: "Oh...then forget it."

The moment Yan Mo took out the pair of dried eyes, he began to look at Yuan Diao and the latter looked like he couldn't wait to come and grab the eyes from him. He shouted at the person next door: "Da Zhan, I will allow you to do it, but you will give me one of eagle's eyes in exchange, no, even a half of the eyes is okay!"

Yuan Zhan got up, grabbed the two eyes and stuffed one in his mouth. He then pinched Yan Mo's cheeks and stuffed the other eye in his mouth. 

Yuan Diao, who was standing in the next tent, thought: Yuan Zhan is not the same brother! Cao Ting was paralyzed at the young boy’s brazenness. She lowered her head and continued with her work. 

Yan Mo almost spit the eye out! 

The eyeball was suffocating him and his psyche struggled to adapt. Yan Mo wanted to vomit but restrained the urge after seeing the angry and sullen expression of Yuan Diao, instead, he chewed for a long time and forcefully swallowed it.

Yuan Zhan's throat bobbed. He turned back and asked him: “Is it delicious?"

Yan Mo's complexion was calm, "Not bad but it’s hard to chew. It is quite a tenacious thing."

"In general, eyeballs should be soaked in water before eating but the eagle eyes are different."

"Oh." Yan Mo suppressed the abhorrent panic that rose: I will accept it and I will endure it. It is better to eat this stuff than to eat human flesh.

There was a small pouch inside the big bundle. When Yan Mo opened it, he almost screamed.

"Is this the herb you brought back?" Yan Mo looked at the rotten plants that were chopped. He almost vomited blood when he touched one of them with his hand.

Yuan Zhan looked at him and nodded. "Yeah, all of it is in there. Can you see if it can be use?"

Yan Mo grabbed the plants that could not be used...which was about 90% of the plants. “Why didn't you pack them with some soil around the roots when you brought them back? If you were afraid of trouble, you could have dried them and placed them all together in a row..."

"You did not tell me how to do it." It took a lot of time to find the plants and to wrap them up yet the things that were brought back were actually rejected. Yuan Zhan was not happy about that.

This is common sense, okay! This common sense is unfortunately nonexistent for the people here.

Yan Mo knew he made a mistake of taking the bundle for granted. When he mentioned it to Yuan Zhan he thought the latter would act like the farmers or mountain people in his original world. Back in his original world, he just had to give them a clear picture, and for as long as the herb exist in the local area, the farmers and mountain people would find and would bring back the herbs he wanted. He did not require them to pay more attention in dealing with the herbs after acquiring them since those who deal with herbs are more meticulous than him.

But Yuan Zhan is not the experienced herb collector, maybe, he doesn't even have the concept of collecting herbs. Yan Mo cannot criticize him, instead, he should thank and encourage him just like how praised those student especially the stupid ones.

"I did not explain clearly so this is not your fault. Also, you did not ruin these plants. Although I am unsure whether these herbs can still be used, still, I will not think it is anyone’s mistake. For as long as there is an improvement, I can forgive all the mistake." The latter sentence was quietly whispered by Yan Mo.

He then turned back his attention to the bundle in his hand. There was an herb that lacked leaf and roots. He started pruning the decaying plant then suddenly asked: "This plant! The place you got this, were there others around?

Yuan Zhan naturally heard the last sentence spoken by Yan Mo, but he didn't mind. He only asked: “What is this? What is its effect? Can it heal the wound?"

Yan Mo stroked the plant with a reverence: "This is licorice. The older and wilder the herb, the more potent it is. This plant was even praised as the king of the medicine. Er... its status is equivalent to the Priest among herbs, and most oriental medicinal prescription will contain licorice in them.”

"So powerful?" Yuan Zhan was surprised before feeling elated. "The licorice can be found two days away from the tribe. There is no danger around it, and there is a large patch of it on the grassland that is not difficult to recognize even after being mixed-in with weeds.

"Do you remember the place?"

"I remember it." Yuan Zhan nodded.

"Great!" Yan Mo cut a piece of the good part of the licorice and put it in his mouth. The familiar sweetness immediately filled his mouth. As the owner of the bristles, he beckoned Yuan Zhan over and stuffed his mouth with a piece. "Chew and spit out the remaining fibers.”

The sweetness of things experienced here and the sweetness from licorice roots are different. For a plant with unique taste and a degree of sweetness, it is still enjoyable. Yuan Zhan, who usually enjoys sweets things, almost had his eyes popped out.

"Sweet! Delicious!" The wicked young man smiled happily. Yan Mo wanted him to spit out the stringy bits but Yuan Zhan ignored him, instead, he swallowed them directly. He didn't think that the weeds that he had dug out according to the drawing would turn out to be this sweet! If he knew, he would have dug out more.

"Do not casually eat this stuff since this is not food but a drug. There is no problem swallowing Licorice roots, but you should not take it as candy. You should only chew it when you have cough or sore throat.”

"What is candy?"

"In the future, spit it out! If not, you won't feel that licorice tastes as good."

Yuan Zhan couldn't help but look for the rest of the licorice in the bundle. Yan Mo patted his hand. "Licorice is useful, but only the roots and stems can be used. Its leaves are useless so don't mess with them. You can put a little of licorice while cooking and as food seasoning."

After hearing it, Yuan Zhan immediately said: "No barbecue tonight, we cook meat with this stuff!

"In fact, you can do the same with barbecue, but it will be better to pickle the meat first and then eat it." The joy of finding licorice made Yan Mo also interested in all kinds of cooking methods. "We will change the way of cooking tonight!"

Yuan Zhan was also very excited, but after glancing around, he temporarily changed his mind. "No, it's still the same. You put the usable part away for later."

Yan Mo immediately understood what he meant and suddenly felt a bit strange. They are not in the modern society yet the big boy, who has yet to grow up completely, was more cautious than him. The primitive man who said he did not mind...was not careless at all. If it was not the case, there won’t be any gainful experiences for the human race.

"That...oh! The sky is still bright. I will first show you how to relieve the pain in your legs since we can't eat right now." Yan Mo put down the bundle. He thought that perhaps he could show the golden needle in front of this young man, after all, he will not be able to hide it if he wants to use it in the future.

But before that, he must first think of a way to explain the origin of this set of gold needles as well as where it was hidden before.

"No, not for the time being."

Eh?!

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