Going north from Xinlin City, people will see endless saline-alkali soil land. Harvests here were bad and now the plague is sweeping here. Lin Luoran and Sang Ye have traveled along the street and seen that many villagers are gone and only empty buildings remain. It's summer. Black smoke comes from a big pit and disgusting scorching smell goes straight into people's nose.

Nine out of ten rooms are empty. No one will be so patient to harvest the listless wheat ears here. Most ...