Wandering Spaceship in Deep Space Chapter 668: Once upon a time

"Let's get started!"

Following the old professor's command, the surrounding scenes began to change constantly. The students appeared near a farmland, not far from a low manor.

Taking a breath of air forcefully, it seemed very fresh, and what caught my eyes was a large swath of farmland.

"This is...wheat? And corn!"

A group of interstellar people were amazed at the farming culture on the earth, as if people from the city went to the countryside to experience life.

The plants in the new human fleet are basically high-yield species cultivated without soil, which looks like a large area at a glance. It is indeed the first time they have seen them. These plants growing in the soil are sparse, and it seems that the yield per mu is two to three hundred catties.

After enjoying these natural scenery, they were a little disappointed.

First, the students find that they have become a lot stupid, and many of their accustomed intellectual functions have disappeared.

This fact makes everyone feel a little frustrated. This is because of the instinctive fear caused by the sharp decline in ability. Without the super memory, and the ability to remember, he has completely restored the level of ordinary people.

Even sports ability has dropped by more than one level.

Second, there is no so-called romantic scene, farmland is just farmland, and I get bored in a few minutes. There is no tall castle, no warriors in armor, no so-called princesses and princes...

There is a small town not far away, full of low civilian houses.

When they walked into the gate of the city, the students saw a farmer holding a wooden bucket and dumping the dirty stuff on the road.

"Ah!" A girl couldn't help screaming, she recognized what was poured out of the barrel...

The European cities in the Middle Ages were not big, but they were stinking! The citizens dumped their excrement and urine on the street, and the excrement on the street was trampled and crushed by humans and horseshoes, like layers of pancakes, spreading on the streets and alleys...

Where did the students have seen such a fight, almost vomiting collectively? The so-called romantic feelings reversed in an instant, giving them an urge to escape.

Jiang Yifan turned his head and found that the old professor who had brought them in had disappeared.

He stepped back quickly, and shouted: "Professor Ma, Professor Ma?!"

As a result, a line of text popped up in their minds, allowing them to gain insight into the customs and customs of medieval Europe in this opportunity. They each have their own families and virtual relatives, where they can experience life, and they will be able to return in two days...

This is compulsory education, and there is no right to resist.

"Professor Ma ran off!"

"What should we do, are we really going to live here for two days?" A girl rubbed her hair, and when she thought of living in a dung pile, goose bumps popped up all over her body.

Even if they know that this is just a virtual world, they still have instinctive panic in such a place where they are unfamiliar.

Jiang Yifan shrugged and said, "What else can I do, I can only continue to experience... These should be anthropomorphic intelligent NPCs, not real characters, don't panic. Alas, the sun is about to set, back Home."

There is a map of the house in my mind.

No way, I can only pinch my nose and walk home.

"My **** finally knew, why is it that a man invented wearing high heels?" A boy made a suddenly realized look.

"Why?"

"In order to step on that layer of pancakes, not to stick to my feet..."

"You are so disgusting!"

"This is the truth!"

As the sun sets, everyone goes back to their homes and eats some rough tea and light rice. The so-called "virtual relatives" are just ordinary people, and naturally they will not be treated as princesses and princes.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Jiang Yifan felt that he was hungry, and started to bite the bullet and gnaw on a black object.

"In the virtual world, you will also go hungry..."

A line of text introduction popped up in Black Bread's mind, which was naturally part of the history class.

When they touch anything, a corresponding message will pop up.

[History of brown bread: Farmers use rye, oats, barley, and millet to make bread, because these crops are easy to survive and have relatively high yields. However, because these coarse grains have low starch content and are not easy to ferment, the breads made with them are darker in color and very hard. 】

This kind of hardness seems to be no different from chewing wood. It naturally makes it difficult for students who are used to the nutritious meals in school to swallow... But if they don't eat it, they will go hungry. If you are hungry, everything is delicious.

In the early morning of the next day, the sun had just risen, and everyone had to go to farm work.

Jiang Yifan doesn't know anything. In addition, he didn't sleep well, and he didn't even have the strength. Naturally, he was scolded by his parents.

Learning? Learning to read is good.

"Mathematics, physics and chemistry" is a luxury that only aristocrats can have the energy to engage in.

The meaning of life? No, who would think so much...

It is the meaning of life to be able to eat enough, sleep well, have a few children, and continue to the next generation.

One student was surprised to find that his relative was sick and was coughing and fever... But he was much better than those students who were helpless.

"That...my'mother' seems to be sick, what should I do?" a girl whispered.

"What disease..."

"I don't know, the cough is a little bloody."

"It won't be tuberculosis!"

"It seems like..."

Without antibiotics, this disease is almost terminally ill. These few of them, without sufficient knowledge, can't come up with antibiotics in just a few days.

Everyone is silent, even if it's just a temporary construction of relatives, the feeling is still uncomfortable.

In this filthy environment, plagues appear very frequently, but there is no cure.

This is the legendary...ancient.

Two days passed in a hurry, and Professor Ma appeared in front of them again...The girl whose relative was sick was very sad. She didn't know what would happen to the "mother" who had been with her for two days.

Jiang Yifan and others watched by the side and felt a little puzzled. They were all born and raised in a very rich environment, and their ideology was naturally kind and peaceful.

The weight of the word death is too heavy. Although it's just a virtual character...

"Professor Ma, can you make some antibiotics and save it..." Jiang Yifan had a whim, and wanted to start hanging up.

The professor unceremoniously rejected them: "This is history, how can we change the past?"

"Go back, you guys rest for a while, calm down, and have the next class."

……

Immediately afterwards, the students experienced the legendary "Crusade" and became soldiers about to go out.

The underwhelming crowd cheered fanatically in front of the Pope.

Everyone who participated in the expedition wore a "ten" mark on their chest and arms, so they were called "Crusades."

"Someone is desecrating the Holy Land!"

"Go on the expedition in the name of God!"

"This is God's will!"

The soldiers on the march are getting more and more fanatical~IndoMTL.com~ The voice is getting louder and louder, and the voices are wave after wave.

Jiang Yifan naturally does not have such fanatical religious beliefs, so he feels a little unclear.

"Jiang Yifan, can we escape!"

"Yes, you don't have to go to the battlefield, right?"

He saw what the surrounding companions were making, but he couldn't hear exactly what it was.

But as a part of the plot, as a soldier, he was trapped in the crowd, and he even had a desire to shout.

He felt scared, really scared. What a fragile human being is, it is easy to be changed by the environment.

Because of the different beliefs, it is so funny to kill other human beings, but it has really happened in history. And it happened more than once.

All the students present felt truly terrified in the face of this enthusiasm.