Chapter 2: A little bonus first "The Eighth King is kind-hearted and has decided to give you poor people a chance to live!" "You must remember! From now on, everything you eat, wear, and use will be given to you little guys by the king..." "If you are obedient and your own innate talent is outstanding, I will even grant you magical skills and techniques, and you will become truly superior people in the future!" "Of course, this requires you little guys to pass a round of tests and selections first!" "In a word, the Eighth King doesn't keep useless people!"... Seeing these orphan beggars finally quiet down after lining up under the platform, the rebel leader standing on the platform looked around and began to give a speech with saliva flying according to the instructions of the rebel leader Zhang Xianzhong. He told the truth. In today's era of endless natural disasters and man-made calamities, food is so precious, not to mention the magical skills bestowed by Zhang Xianzhong himself, how could it be used for cheap waste? According to his estimation, out of the hundreds of orphan beggars here, only dozens would be able to pass the selection. Or maybe less. Although with the current foundation of their rebel army, they do not have any rare treasures that can test one's foundation and blood on the spot.
It will take a period of training to select the talents from these orphans and beggars. These orphan beggars who were gathered together were all teenagers under the age of fifteen and over the age of eight, and all of them were boys. If you are lucky, you might be able to discover a few geniuses with excellent aptitude among them. To be honest, with the Eighth King's good luck, this is not impossible. According to legend, many years ago, the Eighth King accidentally inherited a mysterious adventure, which opened up his own star destiny and enabled him to become a fourth-level martial arts master in Yansui Town. It was precisely because of this confidence that he made up his mind and persuaded the poor people in the 18 villages around Dingbian City to rise up in rebellion! "Eat the king's food! Wear the king's clothes! Serve the king!"... These orphans and beggars were all miserable people. When they heard the rebel leader giving a speech on the platform, they were so young that they were incited by his words and shouted in a weak and uneven voice. Although Li Dingguo didn't care in his heart, he didn't dare to act out of the ordinary for fear of causing unnecessary trouble, so he continued to shout. After the speech, under the guidance of several soldiers, the orphan beggars from each team lined up on one side of the square. The place was filled with steamed buns and pickles that had just been picked up by a dozen cooks, and they smelled delicious. After all, for these hundreds of orphans and beggar boys, no matter how loud the slogans are, they are not as good as a full meal. If you want these young people to work hard for you, you must first provide them with enough food and water so that what they say will be convincing. "Wow! They're all white flour buns!" "Gulu..." "Is this kind of refined food for us to eat?" "Your Majesty is so kind!" "Thank you, my king! As long as I have enough to eat every day, I can do anything!"... The lonely young boys looked at the steaming white flour buns in front of them and their mouths watered! If there hadn't been a team of soldiers nearby, maintaining order with a ferocious look, there would have been a round of looting if nothing unexpected had happened! Because there were many people distributing food, the young men who were gathered by the rebel soldiers at the scene quickly got the distributed white flour buns, pickles and hot soup. They walked to the nearby area, squatted on the ground and started eating and drinking!
As for washing hands before meals, of course not. In this day and age, unless you are rich, you don’t care about these things. Li Dingguo was the same. He was extremely hungry. He got his own meal and quickly walked to a more secluded corner. He just wiped his dirty and ragged clothes with his hands, grabbed a white flour bun, and started to eat and drink with the soup! This level of food had never been seen in the few memories of Li Dingguo's original body. That is to say, the Eight Kings have now captured a county town, and through their large-scale plundering, they have obtained a large amount of resources, money, and food, which is why they can be so generous. Of course, only the rebel soldiers can enjoy these. There are also these orphans and beggar boys who were gathered by his order and prepared to be trained with all their efforts after selection. The reason why all of the hundreds of young people now have a chance is mainly to allow them to get their bodies in good shape first, and then undergo a preliminary selection to see if they meet the selection requirements. These orphans, beggars and teenagers nowadays are so hungry that they are weak and powerless. Naturally, they cannot show their potential in bones, qi and blood. A considerable number of them are not worth training and will soon be screened out. This kind of selection will be carried out repeatedly until the talents who are truly worth cultivating stand out. Finally, the adoption ceremony will be carried out to deeply bind the selected talents to Zhang Xianzhong, the Eighth King, so that these adopted sons will work hard for him in the future and achieve the goal of fully controlling the rebel soldiers under his command. The food distributed now is two white flour steamed buns, some pickles, and a bowl of vegetable soup for each orphan boy, nothing more. This is inevitable. If the food supply is not limited and these extremely hungry teenagers are allowed to eat and drink as much as they want, there will definitely be a lot of them who will die of bloating on the spot. This is not conducive to the painstaking efforts of the Eight Kings and does not meet the requirements of the plan. As for other benefits, they will definitely not be distributed now. They will have to wait until after a round of primary elections. As for the magical skills that the Eight Kings promised to pass down, it will definitely take some time for them to be fulfilled, and only a very small number of talented young people who will stand out in the future can be taught. “Huff, huff!”… “Baji, Baji!”… In less than a cup of tea, all the food that the boys had received had been eaten up. They burped with a look of satisfaction, and their faces showed that they were still not satisfied. "All right!" About a quarter of an hour later, the leader of the rebel army, who was specially assigned by the king to take charge of this special mission, shouted to the orphan beggar boy who had just rested for a while and lined up in front of the platform under the command of a dozen soldiers, "For the next three days, you will all get two meals of free fine food a day." "For the next few days, you all have to stay in this mansion and rest! No one is allowed to cause trouble!" "Whoever dares to mess around, come and try my knife to see if it's sharp enough!" "I will come back in three days, and you little guys will just wait for my orders!" After saying this, he leaped off the platform, gave a few instructions to the dozen or so soldiers left behind, then turned around and left in a hurry. He had to immediately go to the Eighth King Zhang Xianzhong to hand in his order and report on the completion of the mission.
Now the rebel army has just captured a county town and there is a lot of profit to be distributed. As the king's confidant, he doesn't want to be left out. Now, this rebel army founded by the Eighth King Zhang Xianzhong has just started to raise the flag of rebellion, and everything is in chaos, and there is no formal discipline. If you don't fight for it, won't you suffer a great loss? No one would be willing. (End of this chapter)
