Doomsday Code

Chapter 810 Harvesting Grain

"That's good. After we harvest the crops, we can wait for the windy season to pass. By then, the sandworms will have fallen back into a deep sleep."

Doyle nodded.

In the following days, Doyle arranged for Chen Cheng to live in a stone house near the city center that had not collapsed.

Chen Cheng and his men had already made plans in mind, so they did things slowly and steadily.

However, their leisurely attitude towards doing things made One-Eye even more uneasy.

Freedom was right before their eyes, but Chen Cheng and the others showed no signs of leaving. The desire for freedom almost devoured the one-eyed man's heart.

"One-Eye, what's wrong with you lately? You don't sleep at night, and you sit alone in a daze during the day."

The toothless man who was guarding the warehouse walked up to the one-eyed man with a hunched back and asked with a smile.

One-Eye glanced at Queya and didn't want to pay any attention to him.

Because if he really wanted to implement his plan, this old man with missing teeth who could barely walk was definitely not someone suitable to be won over.

"Don't bother me. Enjoy it while you can before the windy season comes."

As soon as the one-eyed man said this, an expression of displeasure appeared on the toothless old man's face.

"What do you mean? I'm still able to move my legs and feet. It's you on the other hand, one-eyed. Be careful not to lose sight of the road when you run."

As he said this, Queya covered one of his eyes with his hand to make it look like he had one eye, mocking One-Eye.

"Hmph, I don't want to waste time on you, a one-eyed idiot.

And now it’s all good, the angel of the empire has arrived, and from now on we just have to stay in the city and we don’t have to attract the attention of that thing anymore.”

As he said this, Queya gave Dual-Eye a disdainful look, then put his hands behind his back and was about to leave.

However, One-Eye was already in a bad mood, and now he was being mocked by the old man with the Toothless. He directly grabbed the Toothless hand, and then said with a smile:

"If I remember correctly, before you got into trouble, you were in the Imperial Logistics Department."

When Queya heard the one-eyed guy talking about his previous identity as a criminal again, he became a little annoyed.

"What else do you want to do? The Empire rules now, and the angels have arrived. Are you still thinking of rebelling?"

The rebellious intentions of this one-eyed guy are not new. In the second year of his stay, he had thought about organizing the prisoners here to rebel.

It’s just that Doyle was too powerful back then, and he directly dealt with a group of powerful prisoners who were leading the charge.

He then tried twice more, but both times ended in failure.

Then, as time went by, everyone began to grow old and even die, and One-Eye never instigated anyone again. Instead, after his sentence ended, he stood up and organized the other prisoners who had completed their sentences to cooperate with Doyle's work.

Queya is also an old man here, so he naturally knows One-Eye's past. And today, when he heard One-Eye talking about the fact that he was a prisoner before, he felt that this guy had bad intentions.

"How could that be? I just wanted to ask if the specifications of the sacks used to store grain in the Imperial Logistics Department are all the same."

After saying that, One-Eye let go of Toothless's hand.

Queya felt that One-Eye was puzzled, but he also knew that One-Eye must have some conspiracy behind his question.

Thinking of the food, he thought that the one-eyed guy wanted to steal the food, so he returned to the warehouse he was guarding.

He opened the warehouse door, went in and counted the grain sacks. Only after he found that there was nothing missing did he breathe a sigh of relief.

"Damn One-Eye! He actually tricked me. I'll give him less food next time."

As he said this, he was about to lock the warehouse door again.

However, when he was locking the door, he thought of the one-eyed man's words again. After thinking about it, he looked at the sacks in the warehouse.

At first glance, the sacks looked the same. But just when he thought he was overthinking it, he immediately noticed that the sacks were woven in different ways because he had worked in the logistics department.

Even with a rough sweep, he saw sacks of no less than four or five different weaving styles.

Although this doesn't mean anything, it still makes Queya feel uneasy.

He locked the warehouse door, and after checking that there was no one around, he walked up to the one-eyed man with old steps.

"Why, you've seen it, don't you have any thoughts in your mind?"

"What do you mean by that? One more thing: the One-Eye Empire is now the world of the Empire. Stop making trouble here, or General Doyle will not let you go."

Speaking of Doyle, One-Eye's eyelids twitched.

What really weighed on his mind was Doyle, not those old soldiers who stayed behind and could barely lift their swords.

After threatening him, Queya left.

Looking at the old figure of Que Ya leaving, he clenched his fists.

Since he can't do it alone, he has to find more capable people.

Then he also stood up and left.

At this time, Doyle, who was still discussing the arrangements and subsequent matters with Chen Cheng, had no idea that a conflict that had been suppressed for hundreds of years due to information lack of transparency was about to break out.

"Your main task after you leave is to serve as instructors and train new soldiers. I want the empire's elite to appear in this world again."

Chen Cheng made the final decision.

"This is perfect. They are all old now and may not be able to charge into battle anymore. But I believe they will enjoy training the younger generation."

Doyle replied with a smile.

"General, Angel, everyone is ready. We can start preparing to harvest the grain."

An old messenger's voice came from outside.

"That's all we have to do here. Let's go and experience the hard work of harvesting grain."

As he spoke, Chen Cheng took out a sickle that he had gotten from somewhere.

After going out, Chen Cheng saw Sheli beside him and said to him:

"Go to the city wall and watch. If the wind starts to blow in the distance, call out."

The time for harvesting crops is often the arrival of the desert wind season, and with the arrival of the wind season come the sandworms sleeping underground.

Sheli nodded after hearing this, and then said lightly:

"Be careful."

"Don't worry, everything will be fine. I'll have someone go with you to the city wall. They're all veterans and can help even if we encounter sandworms."

When they arrived at the oasis in the center, except for those who followed Sheli to keep watch on the city wall, everyone else changed into tattered clothes and held various sharp weapons in their hands, forming a grain-collecting team.

Doyle glanced at Chen Cheng, but Chen Cheng made a gesture of invitation, indicating that Doyle should come.

"Harvesting food~~~"

Doyle shouted as if he was calling out, and immediately the others followed suit, and then they all went to the fields to start harvesting grain.

The one-eyed man, mixed in the crowd, moved quietly, and at the same time, several younger people followed him.

Judging from the direction they were moving, they were approaching Doyle and Chen Cheng who were in the front.