That rainy night, after I lost my family, I started to learn how to escape.
Therefore, there were no brave people in front of love. There were only people who used all sorts of methods to suppress their pain.
I ran away from my memories, and I was most afraid of happy memories. It would make people drown in the past, and every time they woke up, they would have to cross a huge ravine of pain before they could truly return to reality. Tang Ling.
It had been three days since he met Draconic Twelve.
His injuries were healed, but his heart was still hurt.
Under the morning sun, Tang Ling sat on his bed with his legs crossed and looked out the window.
The morning of Darkness Port was not the morning of the settlement of Safety Sector No. 17.
Therefore, he did not see his grandmother carefully drinking water from a wooden plate, did he?
It was something that happened every morning before Tang Ling was 12 years old. The water in the plate was special and there was a cloth soaked in it.
Would it taste better this way?
Tang Ling's heart ached. What could not happen to the people of the lowest class in this era?
Food shortage, precarious life … All an old woman could give her child was nothing more than a morning with food.
Although the food was nothing but the so-called pancakes made from the lowest nutrition bars and wild vegetables in the settlement, the pancakes were very precious.
Even so, it was still very precious.
After all, dedication came with sacrifice. The pancakes were given to him, so his grandmother had to soak the cloth that covered the pancakes in the plate and drink a plate of hot water that tasted like food in the morning.
If it were not for the coincidence, Tang Ling would never understand why his grandmother would always use the wooden plate to hold the pancakes and the cloth to cover the pancakes as if she was pursuing a strange ritual.
Yes, it was a strange ritual.
Tang Ling was silent as he clenched his fists so hard that they turned white.
It had been three days. All the painful memories were replaced by the warmth of the memories, and in the end, they stopped at the heart-wrenching details. He felt like he could not stop himself from moving forward in purgatory.
However, in the end, he still had to face everything.
Today was the day of the Life Or Death Ring! If he was born today, he would kill Draconic Twelve with his own hands. If he died … Grandmother, my sister, I'm going to see both of you!
Tang Ling climbed up from his bed and went to wash up.
Three days of torment in his memories made him look a little pale, but it was not enough to hurt his core.
He pushed the door open and saw Han Xing squatting down in front of his door. The siblings were standing, and Ding Ling and Ding Dong were hanging on Boss Huang.
Were they all worried about him? Tang Ling was slightly touched.
Life was like this. It was a process of constantly gaining fetters, but also having to let go of them.
But it was precisely this kind of inextricable shackles that ultimately formed life.
**
Boss Huang prepared a scrumptious meal for Tang Ling.
According to him, he bet that Tang Ling would win, so of course, he had to feed Tang Ling. However, it was fine even if Tang Ling lost this time. He would treat it as a farewell meal.
What kind of words were those? Ding Ling and Ding Dong each scratched Boss Huang's face a few times!
These two Little Glutinous Dumplings cared a lot about Little Tang Tang.
Ding Ling even followed Tang Ling's request and baked the flatbread that he wanted. The flatbread looked disgusting and low-class.
Tang Ling told the two little balls that the pancake was actually hope.
Why? Back at the place where he used to live, if he could have breakfast in the morning, he would be full and warm, and the whole day would be filled with hope.
Hunting would give him strength.
If he did not have breakfast, he would panic. Think about it, he would only be able to fill his stomach with a glass of contaminated water and then run around for his next meal. How insecure would that be?
"My mother-in-law gives me hope every morning. Now, I need to carry that hope with me. "Tang Ling smiled beautifully. His eyes squinted and his teeth were white. He looked warm and cheerful under the sunlight.
It was hard to tell that he had been immersed in sorrow for three days.
He patted the two little balls' heads and finished the food that Boss Huang prepared for him. Then, he took the flatbread and left.
Han Xing and the Ro siblings followed Tang Ling.
They had to watch Tang Ling's Life Or Death Ring after all.
Only Boss Huang used the excuse that he needed to repair the boat and refused to watch.
Boss Huang knew many more important figures would appear that day, and he also knew that due to certain reasons, the outcome had already been decided.
**
"You guys go to the beach first." After they reached a relatively secluded alleyway, Tang Ling suddenly told Han Xing and the siblings from the Ro family that he had been following.
"Why?" Ro Li was the most straightforward. He wanted to follow Tang Ling because he was worried about the upcoming battle. He did not understand why Tang Ling would want to shake the three of them off at a time like this.
"I just want to wander around. Can't I ask Tang Long to wait a little longer?" Tang Ling put his hands behind his head and acted like he did not care.
"I don't believe you." What kind of excuse was that? Han Xing did not believe it.
However, Ro Xin pulled the two of them and said softly, "Then, let's go first."
She did not care what Tang Ling wanted to do. She always believed that Tang Ling had his own reasons, so why would she bother him at a time like this?
Therefore, she brought Han Xing and Ro Li away.
Tang Ling heaved a breath of relief when he saw them go further away. He then turned around and strode towards the alley.
**
No one would have thought that the secluded alley would have a whole new world of its own. When they reached the end of the alley, there was a charming little shop hidden in the corner.
The shop was not big and was decorated in the typical coastal style of Darkness Port.
However, upon a closer look, every decoration was perfect and it was comfortable to look at.
Every item he used was very particular. They were all low-key but very luxurious items.
The little shop was quiet because there was no main hall. There were only private rooms inside, and it seemed like the spending here was in Black Sea coins.
Tang Ling calmly followed the waiter through the fragrant corridor and arrived at a private room at the far left of the little shop.
He pushed the door open and the waiter went out.
Tang Ling was slightly surprised when he saw the people in the private room, but he was not exactly shocked.
"I should have known," said Tang Ling. Tang Ling boldly sat down in front of the people in the room. He picked up the exquisite little pot on the table and poured himself a cup of water before he finished it in a single gulp.
The water was a little hot, but it was still acceptable. It tasted sweet with a slight fishy taste. If Tang Ling did not have his Precise Instinct, he might not have noticed the fishy taste.
Look, as his Precise Instinct leveled up, even his tongue became more precise.
"Is it good?" The people in the private room did not mind Tang Ling's nonchalance. His voice sounded like metal scraping against metal.
Therefore, his identity was clear. Was he not the copper-faced man?
"It's so-so. It smells fishy, "said Tang Ling as he poured himself another glass.
He then took out the pancake that Ding Ling had given him and ate it with the water.
Hope must be eaten in one's stomach to be at ease.
He did not let Ding Ling cook him for the sake of looking good. If he was going to die, would it not be nice to have a taste of something familiar before he died?
"Set out from Darkness Port and head north. If we don't deviate from the route, we'll be out of the safe zone after 700 nautical miles and enter the dangerous waters that most humans can never set foot in.
"There's a type of fish in the dangerous waters. It's called the Bourbon Slime Bluesilver. It's a beautiful fish, but it's not the main point in this era. "The main point is its mucus. It's a holy item for healing!
Even if you eat some before a battle, it can form a protective layer that protects your organs. Even if you eat some before a battle, it can form a protective layer that protects your organs. For example, if your organs bleed, it can stop the bleeding and heal them.
"This fish's ability can only be evaluated as a Level 2 Vicious Beast at most, but it is extremely difficult to catch it. There are always vicious beasts above Level 6 guarding the shoals. If you're unlucky, you might even run into a Level 9 vicious beast. "The copper-faced man was patient. He watched Tang Ling eat the pancake and drink the water while he chatted with him.
Tang Ling did not say anything. He poured cup after cup of water from the small pot and finished it in a few gulps.
The copper-faced man seemed to be in a good mood that day. After Tang Ling finished the pancake, he called him over.
After the third pot, Tang Ling could not drink anymore.
There was still some pancake left in his hand. Tang Ling finally said, "You haven't finished telling me your little common sense. The mucus of this fish is not only a holy item for healing, but it also contains great energy. Although it's not as good as the energy in Darkness Port's Hell Ledge that can be absorbed directly, it's close enough.
"This pot is made from the mucus of the blue silverfish, right?"
The copper-faced man did not comment.
Tang Ling teased, "You should've told me earlier if you wanted to treat me. I've had a full breakfast. It's a pity that I can only drink three pots. "
"The energy is not worth mentioning." The copper-faced man was calm. He looked at the pancake in Tang Ling's hand and asked, "Does it taste good?"
"It doesn't. It's made with Nutrition Block. It's dry and astringent. The wild vegetables inside are bitter. I won't let you have it. "Tang Ling kept the pancake away. He was telling the truth.
"When you fry it, wipe the bottom of the pot with a piece of meat. Even if it's made with Nutrition Block, you can still taste the oil and gas. The wild vegetables might be bitter, but they have a unique fragrance. It's actually not that bad. Humans will always find ways to make themselves feel better, especially when it comes to food and clothing. " The copper-faced man seemed to know the pancake in Tang Ling's hand very well.
Tang Ling's expression changed a little. It was true. His grandmother used to wipe the bottom of the pot with a piece of meat. In the Purple Moon era, meat was not as precious as staple foods or vegetables, so meat was easy to get.
However, why did the copper-faced man know so much about the pancake?
Vigilance rose in Tang Ling's heart as he said, "You even used such a secretive method to contact me here just to let me drink a few bottles of precious water?"
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