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The 'youngster' had vaguely heard from the surrounding shop assistants about the recent incident that had caused the Sacred City to be in a state of panic. He firmly opposed Ran Ran becoming someone else's scapegoat. This wasn't the 'job' that Zhuo Ma had mentioned to earn money, it was the money of risking one's life.
However, Ran Ran said, "Brother Big Egg, if we don't go, what are we going to eat tomorrow? Without status and ability, no one will be willing to hire us. Only this kind of scapegoat job gives us a chance. You don't know, but many people want this chance, so I don't think it's that dangerous. The possibility of the daughter of the main family being attacked is very small. It's just a precaution. "
Ran Ran was right. They could choose not to accept this' job 'today, but what about tomorrow? What were they going to eat tomorrow? How were they going to survive?
They knew very little about the world outside the grasslands. It was only yesterday that they found out that in this gorgeous city, there was actually a group of people who begged as a profession. The number was so huge that it was unbelievable. If they didn't accept this' job 'as a scapegoat, they would have to join the ranks of beggars like these people.
However, it wasn't easy to survive in this line of work. The star of disaster in the sky was getting closer and closer, and the resources in the Sacred City were getting more and more scarce. Prices were rising every day, and there were fewer and fewer people who were willing to give alms. Many beggars had no choice but to leave the city or change their profession.
In other words, they didn't even have the right and opportunity to rely on begging to survive.
These days, the only person who helped them was that flirtatious strange woman, who gave them money that they urgently needed to buy food twice.
Of course, there were other ways to survive. The footsteps of war were getting closer and closer, and many streets had blood collection points. For example, they could sell their blood or rob!
There were countless prosperous places and luxurious people in this city. The 'teenager' once saw a woman's dress displayed in a window facing the street. The price tag below was marked with one of the few numbers he could understand, which made him dumbfounded. It was a number that was enough for him, Kasumi, and Miho to eat for three years!
In more high-end places, the goods on display weren't even priced, but the 'youngster' believed that he wouldn't be able to afford it in his lifetime.
However, Ran Ran said, "Daddy said that even if we starve to death, we can't steal or rob."
She would rather be a scapegoat!
He could not survive for more than a few days by selling his blood. It was almost the same as selling his life. In fact, the "young man" had no choice but to sell his blood in secret. However, the "young man" took advantage of his lack of status and forcibly extracted a large tube of his blood. He was only given a small bag of Moss Cake, which was not even enough for him.
Therefore, it was useless to be stubborn. In the face of reality, even if he didn't want to, he could only accept it.
The owner of the house wasn't stingy. After Ran Ran signed the contract, he immediately paid a sum of money. With this sum of money, he and Hu Jinxiu found the cheapest restaurant and wolfed down the food they had accumulated over the past five days. Before they left, they still had large Moss Biscuits in their arms.
They were really starving. Not to mention in the prairie, in the "memories" of the "youth", he did not seem to have such an experience.
Once Ran Ran signed the contract, she could no longer be with them. Once she entered the owner's house, her freedom would belong to them. The "youth" could only bring Hu Jinxiu to continue looking for "jobs" that could earn him money.
On this point, he had some differences with Ran Ran. He wanted to find something that could earn him money as soon as possible and then return to the prairie when he had enough money. However, Ran Ran wanted to stay here.
He could not convince Ran Ran, just like how she could not convince him.
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Over the past five days, the "youth" had gradually gained a preliminary understanding of the city. He followed a homeless wanderer and found a large road bridge. He used the city's garbage to build a simple shack under it, and he barely had a place to settle down.
Ran Ran didn't accept the first sum of money from the owner's house. She gave it all to the "youth" and Hu Jinxiu. This was money that he earned by risking his life. Other than the initial gluttony, the "youth" did not dare to spend it carelessly. He carefully kept it on him. When he woke up at night, he would occasionally check to see if it was still on him.
Ran Ran said that she would find an opportunity to find something for him in the owner's house. It would definitely be better than him wandering around aimlessly outside.
The "youth" also hoped that she would succeed. At least the three of them could be together instead of being separated like this.
The next day, on the sixth day since they arrived in the Holy City, the wanderer gave the "youth" a suggestion. He suggested that he try out a construction site not far from here.
The wanderer said that it was a newly built anti-air military stronghold that required a lot of manpower. However, as there were many people coming into the Holy City, it might have already been filled. In short, he could try his luck there.
The "youth" originally wanted to go to Ran Ran's owner's house to test his strength. This was his only skill, but after hearing the wanderer's suggestion, he decided to go there first. The wanderer said that they needed people with unlimited strength. Moreover, they might not need an identity. After all, the enemies that needed to be kept secret came from the sky.
If that was really the case, the "youth" was confident that he would be hired. Wasn't this his biggest and only advantage?
The construction site was indeed not far away. Following the route that the wanderer said, he and Hu Jinxiu quickly found a place where dust and dirt were everywhere. All kinds of huge machines were roaring non-stop. Large carts were coming and going, and from time to time, there would be flying planes in the sky doing something unknown.
After asking people along the way, the "youth" found the door that might be the hiring place. However, by the time he arrived, it was already crowded with people. If it wasn't for his great strength, he wouldn't even be able to get in.
In front of him, on top of a few big boxes stood a blue-haired middle-aged man. Holding a megaphone, he shouted loudly to the people around him, "You guys go somewhere else. We don't lack people here!"
The people around him turned a deaf ear to him. They all begged one after another, "Sir, just use two more. We've all traveled a long way to get here. If we don't find something to do, I'm afraid we'll have to sleep on the streets."
At this moment, someone who looked like an official whispered to the blue-haired middle-aged man who was holding the megaphone, "Let's get a few more. Otherwise, I won't be able to explain myself. There have been too many people coming in these past few days. If we don't evacuate them quickly, there will be a problem with public security."
The blue-haired middle-aged man could ignore the crowd around him, but when faced with this official, he could only put on a helpless and troubled look and said, "It's not that I don't want to help, but there's already too many people."
The official said, "Think of a way. Don't worry, we won't make things difficult for you guys tomorrow. The third batch of larger strategic military strongholds will be approved for implementation soon. When that happens, people will be needed everywhere."
The blue-haired middle-aged man thought for a moment, then held up a finger and said, "Alright, since you've said so, I'll get one more. I can only get one more."
Although the official was a little dissatisfied, he did not say anything else. He turned around and said to the crowd, "Everyone, please be quiet and listen to me. Majordomo Lille has already accepted a few hundred of us. It's true that he can't take all of you in. But don't worry, the third batch of military strongholds will be built soon, and everyone will find something to do. Now that Majordomo Lille has agreed to give everyone one more spot, I hope everyone can understand."
The official's tone was very amiable, as though he was thinking for everyone's sake. Finally, he mentioned that there was still one more spot. Very quickly, the crowd that refused to disperse was pacified. Everyone was thinking of fighting for that last spot.
There were a lot of nouns in their conversation, but no one knew what the "young man" meant. When the blue-haired middle-aged man pointed to a flagpole in the distance and said something, the crowd dispersed. Everyone picked up a large box from the ground and rushed towards the flagpole.
After everyone had left, the "young man" brought Hu Jinxiu over to the blue-haired middle-aged man and asked carefully, "S-Director, can you hire me? I have plenty of strength! "
The blue-haired middle-aged man only glanced at him and continued talking to the official next to him.
The "young man" carefully asked again. These past few days, he had received a lot of eye rolls in order to find a job, so he was used to it.
The blue-haired middle-aged man waited until the "young man" asked for the third time before he impatiently pointed to the flagpole and said, "Didn't you hear? Pick up a box and be the first to run to the flagpole. I'll use him. "
After saying that, he did not give any further explanation and turned back to chat with the official. He was probably trying to persuade the official to stay for a meal somewhere, but the official was really busy and kept evading him.
This time, the "young man" heard it clearly and roughly understood what the official was saying. Seeing that the crowd had already run quite a distance away, he immediately picked up a large box from the ground and ran in the direction of the flagpole.
But after just two steps, he immediately came back. The blue-haired middle-aged man saw it from the corner of his eyes and felt a little strange. He saw him quickly carry Hu Jinxiu, who was left in the same place, and then, as if he was afraid that the blue-haired man would not use him, he also did not carry the box. He picked up a large wooden box with one hand and ran forward.
The blue-haired middle-aged man smiled. The other people were almost halfway to the flagpole, but this idiot actually carried a person and carried two boxes … But his smile quickly froze on his face. After a while, he cursed, "Motherf * cker Berg!"
The official saw him cursing and turned his head curiously. He saw that the black-haired young man just now had disappeared in the dust. When the dust dispersed, he had already passed the crowd that was running wildly and was only a short distance away from the flagpole.
"How could he be so fast? Could it be a high-energy …? " The official was also a little stunned. He hurriedly took out an instrument from his pocket, but strangely, the instrument seemed to have malfunctioned, so he had to give up.
At this time, there was only one person left in front of the "young man". That person had been far ahead and thought that victory was in sight. Who knew that such a strange person would appear out of nowhere.
At this time, there was only a dozen steps away from the flagpole. The person who was unwilling to let the opportunity be taken away roared and rushed forward with all his might. The blue veins on his hands were popping out.
At the same time, he nervously looked at the "young man" with red eyes!
But to his despair, the "young man" carrying the two boxes easily passed him and ran straight towards the flagpole.
No!
The sweat on his head flowed into his red eyes, and his whole body rushed forward like a madman.
At this time, the "young man" had already passed him by a few steps.
He panted heavily, his face was unhealthily flushed. His nails gripped the boxes tightly, and he used all his strength to run for his life.
The flagpole was getting closer and closer to him, but also further and further away.
He roared and kicked the ground with his feet in his tattered shoes. Then he bounced up, hugged the boxes tightly, and flew towards the flagpole desperately.
But he was still too late. The "young man"'s shadow only flashed in front of him before he dropped the wooden boxes, pulled up the flagpole, and suddenly turned around. The flagpole drew a half circle like a spear, and he carried it behind his back, pointing it diagonally to the ground. His body was as straight as a sword.
At this moment, the official in the distance was in a trance. He thought that he saw a high-energy expert who killed his way out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood!
That instant of sharp turn, that instant of desolation …
It was as if the person who flew was instantly sent flying. It was as if the people holding the boxes were instantly thrown off their feet like a tide.
…
But in fact, an excited voice immediately came from the flagpole, immediately interrupting the official's ups and downs "fantasy."
"Chief, I got the flag. Hire me!"
Looking at the "young man" excitedly waving the flagpole, the official suddenly seemed to be hit by something. He smiled wordlessly and said a few words to the surprised blue-haired middle-aged man. Then he got into the four-wheeled car by the roadside, and immediately left before the defeated people could surround and block him.
As soon as the official left, the "young man" brought the flagpole to the blue-haired middle-aged man.
"It's you. You'll be paid daily. You might not be able to do a good job even if you have great strength. If you can't do a good job, you can be fired at any time!"
Seeing that the official had left, the blue-haired middle-aged man did not have much interest. He just looked at the "young man" with some surprise, and hurriedly left.
Then, someone brought the "young man" to register. When he passed by the original location of the flagpole, he found that the person who had just roared and pounced was sitting on the ground in a daze. His forehead was bleeding, and there was a big hole in his pants. One of his shoes was also missing.
That person glared at him resentfully with his reddened eyes. Gritting his teeth, he stood up and limped to the side of the road to pick up his shoe that had flown off. Then, he walked back to the starting point and tied a thin, weak child of about two or three years old with a piece of cloth. After that, he carried the child on his back and slowly disappeared from sight without saying a word.
The "young man" felt that he was a little pitiful, but he could not give him the opportunity because he had to survive too.
The "young man" patted Hu Jinxiu's head and looked at the back of the person who was slowly limping away.
He suddenly said, "Hu Jinxiu, you have to survive!"
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On the sixth day after arriving in the Sacred City, the "young man" became a bottom-level worker at the construction site of the military stronghold who could only do some menial work.
As he did not have any identification, he could only get half of what others were paid.
However, he was not welcomed by the other workers. Even though he was paid half of the money, he still had to do the work of several people. This was because he was worried that he would be fired at any time, so he had no choice but to work hard.
While they were eating, a resentful worker deliberately mocked him, "Cesbia, if you have so much strength that you can't use up, why don't you look for that sex fiend who's been causing a lot of trouble lately? Have you read the newspapers? The reward offered by the Department of Security for any clues is enough to make you a rich man. If you catch him, won't you be rich right away? "
^ (To be continued.)
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