Ever since Princess Shannon's first victory in Moonwater City, she had conquered several provinces in a row, each of which ended in victory.
Goldspink's disadvantage against Heylan was instantly reversed.
This positive development gave the people in charge of the provinces hope. They believed that they would be able to recover their lost territories in the end. Thus, after the external threat was reduced, the provinces began to focus on solving their internal problems — the refugee problem.
Among them, Waterford preferred Conya's method of solving the refugee problem.
They encouraged the refugees to solve their own problems.
During the day, the refugees were allowed to enter the city to work after they were registered. At night, the refugees rested in the settlement area outside the city.
It was tiring to be on the move every day. But at least most of the refugees had something to look forward to.
Daruk was a member of this group of refugees, but he was special in that he not only had to support himself, but also his grandfather.
During the process of fleeing, the refugees rarely cared about the elderly. Most of the older ones were either eliminated halfway through the journey due to lack of physical strength or simply stayed in their original village to avoid causing trouble to their families. Therefore, it was rare to see someone too old in the refugee area.
Daruk's grandfather was an exception. He was now over seventy years old, but he had traveled nearly a thousand miles from the neighboring province to Waterford. It was all thanks to Daruk's care.
The grandfather and grandson relied on each other to survive the difficult period. Now, Daruk could go to the city to work during the day to improve their lives. But at that moment, a bolt of lightning struck from the sky.
Daruk's grandfather suffered from a strange disease. It was as if there were insects crawling all over his body. A large number of red sores and edema appeared all over his body, and pus kept flowing out every day. This unspeakable disease made it impossible for Daruk's grandfather to live a normal life.
Daruk worked every day to earn enough money to pay for a doctor, but the doctor refused to come.
Daruk had no choice but to carry his grandfather into the city on his back. However, he was stopped by the guards at the gate.
Refugees could enter the city to work, but Daruk's grandfather's condition was too horrible. It looked like a skin infection. The guards naturally didn't want to let Daruk's grandfather in to protect the safety of the people in the city.
"My grandfather's illness is not contagious. I'm by his side every day. You see, I'm fine now." Daruk begged.
The refugees at the side also spoke up for him. "That's right. He's been sick for more than a month. If he was infected, he would have been infected long ago. It wasn't easy for Daruk to scrape together enough money for the medical expenses. Let him go in. "
After all, the guards at the city gate were just pawns. Most of the people who played tricks were from the upper echelons. When they saw so many people pleading for leniency, they also felt a little embarrassed. They couldn't help but look at the captain of the city defense. Seeing the captain shaking his head, they could only continue to refuse Daruk's request.
Even though Daruk knelt on the ground and begged, he was not allowed to enter the city.
His grandfather was his only family member. If he couldn't even save his grandfather, then he … Daruk's chest tightened, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Sigh, I was so angry that I vomited blood." The surrounding refugees shook their heads and left. They didn't dare to really point their fingers at the guards, and only spoke a few words of support. What's more, it was still daytime.
When Angor arrived at the city gate, he saw a young man even younger than him kneeling beside an old man, sobbing. There was a pool of blood on the ground.
Angor's attire and temperament made him look completely different from the other refugees.
When Angor showed his clan badge, the guards didn't dare to stop him. Even the captain of the city defense team came forward to greet him.
Daruk learned from the guards that the young man was a noble who didn't look much older than him. He looked at his grandfather who was unconscious on the ground, gritted his teeth, and rushed to the noble young man.
Angor looked at the young man who was kneeling on the ground while holding his shoe.
Daruk wanted to enter the city to take his grandfather to a doctor, but the guards refused because they didn't want him to be infected.
When the guards on the side saw the refugees colliding with the nobles, they immediately went forward to arrest Daruk.
Angor glanced at Daruk's grandfather and waved a hand at the guards. "Let him in. His grandfather's illness isn't contagious."
The guards didn't know what to do. They looked at each other and didn't know whether to release or arrest Daruk.
A moment later, the captain of the city defense team came back and looked at Daruk. "Since the noble has given you a chance, you may go in. However, cover your grandfather's exposed skin. Even if it's not contagious, I'll still have to follow the law if someone complains about you. "
Daruk didn't expect this. He even thought he would be beaten to death for offending a noble. There were cases of refugees who were killed for offending a noble in the past.
He quickly kowtowed to Angor and took off his jacket to cover his grandfather's exposed skin.
Angor shook his head. "Compared to your grandfather, I think you need to see a doctor more."
With that, Angor turned around and entered the city.
Angor walked around leisurely. However, whenever he saw a shop selling tools or raw materials, he would stop and use the Dream Whelk to move the entire shop into the dream wasteland.
Originally, he planned to build the first city in the dream wasteland so that every building would have its own uniqueness. But later, he realized that he could actually appreciate the beauty of a single building. However, when he placed a bunch of beautiful buildings in the dream wasteland, they didn't fit well with each other.
So, he decided to move his shop into the wasteland. Even if it didn't look good, Freud was there to help him.
After fulfilling his promise, he walked to a building that was entirely blue in color and looked as if it was made of water.
It was the Ocean Theater.
Angor used to like this place a lot. When he was a kid, his idol, Maestro Megeve, would always perform at the Ocean Theater whenever he was in Waterford.
It was one of Angor's childhood dreams.
The Ocean Theater was the most unique building in Waterford. Angor planned to move the theater into the dream wasteland. Even if the theater wasn't useful in the dream wasteland right now, it would still fulfill one of his childhood dreams.
When he was about to take out the Dream Whelk, he suddenly saw a young man sitting by the entrance of the theater.
It was the young man named Daruk that he had seen at the door earlier.
Daruk was half-naked and sitting on the stairs leading to the theater with a blank look on his face. Daruk's grandfather had just woken up from his coma and was sitting beside him.
Daruk's grandfather was weeping silently, while Daruk was leaning against a flower bed in a daze.
Neither of them spoke until Daruk heard footsteps behind him. "I'm sorry, but I'll leave right away … Oh, is that a noble?" Daruk said.
Daruk thought it was the guards of the Ocean Theater who came to chase them away. But when he turned around, he saw the young noble who helped him enter the city.
Daruk bowed to Angor respectfully.
"You don't seem to be satisfied with the doctor's diagnosis, do you?" Angor looked at him quietly.
"No. The doctor said my grandfather is fine …" Daruk didn't expect a noble to care about a lowly person like him. He was trembling a little.
"I know your grandfather is fine. I'm asking about you." Angor glanced at Daruk's grandfather. The man was covered in abscesses and red sores. But when he scanned the old man with his spirit feelers, he found nothing wrong with his body.
Daruk's condition was similar to someone who suffered from delusions. His clean and orderly life was suddenly changed to a run-down refugee area. When he saw several insects crawling on his body, he would imagine himself being bitten by the insects, which led to his body acting like a parasite.
In fact, he wasn't ill at all. He was just overthinking things. But most patients didn't think so. They believed they were suffering from some kind of physical disease, and they might even die from the unbearable itch.
Daruk, on the other hand, had a strange feeling. Earlier, Angor noticed that Daruk's body was slowly deteriorating. Daruk's condition was similar to Jon's. However, Daruk wasn't affected by the great consciousness. He was probably suffering from some kind of disease.
Daruk smiled bitterly. "The doctor said I have Twilight Syndrome, an incurable disease. I won't live for more than a week."
Twilight Syndrome? Angor never heard of it before. Most of his medical knowledge came from Jon, who taught him about diseases from Earth.
"Are you a doctor, sir?" The one who asked the question was Daruk's grandfather, who was scratching himself. His eyes were filled with tears. "Sir, you can see that there is something wrong with Daruk's body. Is it because you are a doctor? Can you save Daruk, sir? If I can save Daruk, even if I have to die, I'm willing. "
Angor looked at Daruk. "I'm not a doctor, so I can't save you. But I can help you live in another way. You'll have to leave the Old Earth forever. What do you think?"
Since Daruk's condition was similar to Jon's, Angor decided to include him as a test subject.
Besides, Daruk was suffering from an incurable disease.
Daruk didn't understand what Angor meant. But Angor didn't explain further. He simply put the choice in front of Daruk and let him make his own choice.
"What will happen to my grandfather if I leave?" Daruk looked at his only family member with a worried look.
"Don't worry about me. I can take care of myself," Daruk quickly said. Daruk's grandfather hurriedly said, but Daruk looked at his grandfather's red and swollen body and didn't believe him at all.
Daruk was worried about his grandfather, but if Angor didn't save him, he would die eventually.
For a time, Daruk fell into a dilemma.
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