Shennong Daojun

Genre: Online Games
Author: Divine Power Captain
Written: 14.54K words

Upon waking, you become the Minister of Agriculture in a fantasy game. [Dynasty Heyday] Version: You diligently cultivate the "Solar Terms" (Economy Order), from "Favorable Weather" to "Calling the Wind and Rain," from "Abundant Harvest" to "Growth of All Things," commanding the four seasons and silently developing. You achieve modest success, marching into battle with the army, mastering the "Four Agricultural Books," freezing vast rivers to clear the way for the troops, using "Miasma" to slay the enemy, and "Mist Shadow" to hold back the enemy. With unparalleled military exploits, you ascend to the position of Grand Minister of Agriculture, stealing the fate of the dynasty and dedicating it to yourself. [Spiritual Resurrection] Version: You nurture wild spirits and monsters: twin lotuses grant you invulnerability, the Seven-Star Sword Bamboo's single strike chills the nineteen states, parasitic species feed on living beings, and void species take root in space, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth... You cultivate inner realms, nurture immortal species, and the [Taiyi Divine Lotus] creates millions of clones! The [Ancient Tree of Life] is immortal! "A single true seed planted in the Dantian can nurture a spiritual seedling that lives for ten thousand years. One day, when my merits are fulfilled, my destiny will be my own!" "The heart's fire shines like the sun, the kidneys are the source of water, the spleen is the earth's storehouse, the lungs are the metal that cultivates qi, and the liver's qi nourishes the spirit. With the body as the foundation, I nurture the original seed, nourish all things, and achieve the Daoist Master Shennong!"

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Chapter 1: A Minor Clerk in the Ministry of Agriculture

In the fifteenth year of Jingxin, at the end of May, on the eastern outskirts of Gucheng.

Under the scorching sun, sweat pouring down like rain, Zhao Xing bent over, planting seedlings into the paddy field.

With each planting, small numbers appeared beside him.

[Successfully planted a seedling, Basic Cultivation Proficiency +1]

…

[Reaching maximum level in Basic Cultivation, you comprehend the entry-level spell 'Thriving Growth']

[Thriving Growth: Entry-level spell]

[Progress: (1/9999)]

[Effect: Accelerates nutrient absorption, shortening the time it takes for plants to mature.]

After another quarter of an hour, Zhao Xing was sweating profusely, so he went to the edge of the field to rehydrate.

But the sun was scorching, and the burning restlessness within him could not be quenched.

So he pointed his finger into the air. "Om~"

A golden light emanated from his fingertips, dissipating about three or four meters above his head.

A grayish-white cloud then emerged, swirling above him.

[You cast the spell 'Moving Clouds'. This spell triggers a blessing of luck, doubling its effectiveness and enabling the cloud to move ten meters.]

[Proficiency +2 in the Basic Spell 'Moving Clouds']

"Phew, much more comfortable now."

The cloud obscured the sunlight, like a parasol, casting a shadow over Zhao Xing.

As Zhao Xing moved, the clouds above him shifted with him.

The eastern suburbs of Gu County were government farmlands, managed by the Ministry of Agriculture; a portion of the officials' food, clothing, and other expenses came from here.

As Grain in Ear approached, petty officials like Zhao Xing from the Ministry of Agriculture were everywhere in the eastern suburbs.

Because if they didn't plant during Grain in Ear, there was no point in planting again. Furthermore, the harvest from the public fields not only ensured their livelihoods but also determined whether they could be officially promoted this year. The difference in treatment between a low-ranking official and a formal Si Nong official was truly profound.

Since traveling here a year ago, he had found himself in an earlier version of that mysterious game—a game that had suddenly appeared on Earth in a previous life, nameless and with only a single entrance. It felt like a real world, its extreme freedom and authenticity causing a massive sensation.

This was during the reign of Emperor Jing of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the dynasty's peak. The overall environment was relatively stable, and compared to later versions, it offered the highest level of security.

The upside was that spiritual energy hadn't yet fully recovered, and combat power wasn't ridiculously high, meaning there wouldn't be any powerful figures wielding a single wave of their hand to massacre the city.

After all, he was no longer a player, and there was no mention of resurrection on the dashboard.

The downside was that it was too stable, and his initial identity was ordinary. It was relatively difficult for an NPC to find opportunities within the stable social order of the early period. "In my previous life, I could change my job in two or three days. Now, I've spent half a year and still haven't seen any hope."

"The initial status is average, too. I started as an orphan in a charity home and was later adopted into a wealthy family. My situation is average."

"I heard that in my previous life, some players were lucky enough to be born into a royal family..."

"Forget it. I'll rest for a while and then work harder. Whether I can complete the job change quest this year will probably depend on the performance of this field."

Zhao Xing found a haystack, gathered some rice stalks, and was about to rest and recuperate.

But then he ran into a young man in a standard singlet and a straw hat, waving at him from the haystack ahead: "Brother Zhao, come over here."

Zhao Xing turned and walked quickly towards him: "Zi Yu, are you here to rest too?" Chen Zi Yu was also one of the minor clerks in the Ministry of Agriculture. During the year he had traveled through time, Zhao Xing had become the closest to him.

Their relationship was both colleagues and classmates. At this stage, the focus wasn't on working, but more on studying, striving to get a job as soon as possible, free from these menial tasks. Next to him lay a young man named Qian Dong, also an acquaintance.

Chen Ziyu, holding a piece of grass in his mouth, greeted him warmly, "I've only just arrived. Brother, please lend me this cloud to cool off. There's no need to waste any more energy."

"Okay."

He nodded, and the clouds above him dissipated, and Zhao Xing lay down beside Chen Ziyu. As soon as he lay down, he heard the other person complain, "It's only the beginning of summer, and it's already scorching hot in Gucheng. Even the big trees in the eastern suburbs have been cut down by the officials from the Ministry of Agriculture. If you want to cool down, you have to rely on your own skills."

Zhao Xing smiled and said, "This is also a form of exercise."

"It's easy to cool down. Watch me." Qian Dong threw away the straw hat he was fanning himself with and pointed pretentiously at the sky: "Wind!"

Chen Ziyu was a little surprised: "Brother Qian, have you already learned 'The Wind Rises'?"

Qian Dong smiled wickedly, picked up the straw hat again, and fanned it towards Chen Ziyu: "Look, isn't it coming?"

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He finally realized he'd been tricked by this guy, so he grabbed a handful of dry grass and scratched it at Qian Dong's neck:

"Qian Dong, you dare to lie to me? If you don't fan me for a quarter of an hour, I'll never forgive you!"

"Stop scratching, Zi Yu, calm down. I'll fan you."

"..."

As the two men laughed, the clouds above swayed. Watching this scene, Zhao Xing couldn't help but feel speechless.

Can you guys stop being so flirty in this hot weather?

Just as he was about to speak, Qian Dong spoke first, "Alright, if you don't stop, Brother Zhao will scold us for being unlearned and unruly."

Zhao Xing said lazily, "No, keep going. It's best to fight until both of us are defeated. With fewer people competing with me for the position of Minister of Agriculture, my chances of landing a job this year will be better."

"Brother is playing the Yin-Yang man again..."

After resting for a quarter of an hour, Zhao Xing felt his energy gradually returning. He planned to take a nap and continue his career change plan. But then, the clouds overhead suddenly dissipated, a blinding light piercing my eyelids.

"What's wrong, Ziyu? You removed the clouds without even telling me..." Qian Dong continued to complain. Zhao Xing, however, stood up with his elbows raised, his eyes narrowed slightly, and stared forward.

A dark cloud, nearly a thousand meters across, slowly rolled in from the front. A tall figure stood on a grain pile beneath it.

The [Moving Cloud] spell possessed exclusive properties, and it was this person who had shattered and absorbed Chen Ziyu's [Moving Cloud].

Suddenly interrupted, Chen Ziyu's body trembled slightly, his vitality slightly damaged by the backlash.

"It's Li Chengfeng, that hypocrite again! Damn you!" Chen Ziyu glared angrily at the figure on the grain pile ahead.

Why a hypocrite?

Because Li Chengfeng's voice, aided by the [Wind Rising] spell, spread in all directions. "My fellow soldiers, please rest beneath my mist. A light rain will fall shortly to welcome you."

Not only was Chen Ziyu's magic shattered, but many others were also affected.

However, he managed to unite the majority, saving them energy. Many applauded and praised Li Chengfeng for his gentlemanly demeanor.

"This man, constantly pulling others down, is truly disgusting! He loves to show off, completely disregarding others' feelings. I once confronted him, and he accused me of being petty and jealous of his reputation as a gentleman... I'm jealous of him? Pah!" Chen Ziyu said bitterly. Qian Dong also shook his head. "If he were truly a gentleman, it would be fine. However, he comes from a prominent family, yet he only associates with the sons of wealthy families. He's one thing in public, another behind the scenes. He hasn't even been officially appointed to the Ministry of Agriculture, but he acts like someone in a higher position. It's truly disgusting. If he becomes our immediate superior next year, who knows what he'll do to the people below him. Sigh..."

Zhao Xing agreed with the two men and patted them on the shoulder, saying comfortingly, "I dislike him too, but complaining is pointless. Strength is the key. Keep working hard, and sooner or later, you'll slap him in the face."

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