After that, Ye Lang did not just buy everything in this small city. He would buy everything in every city he went to. When he came across a city that was not nice to the refugees, he would even buy everything and disrupt their lives.
He used gold coins to lure those greedy people to take the bait. They did not even keep their own inventory. They only saw the benefits in front of them, causing them to lose their reserves and lack of resources. At the same time, prices skyrocketed, and money lost its original value …
After a few times, Ye Lang spent all his money. His spatial ring was filled with items from a few cities, enough for him to live alone for a few thousand years.
Of course, these were for the refugees …
At this time, Ye Lang could finally announce his bankruptcy. He had succeeded in squandering.
It turned out that the most effective way to squander was to do good deeds and help so many people …
"The wind blows the eggshell, the money goes and people are happy … …" When Ye Lang spent the last silver coin, he felt extremely carefree in his heart.
However, his actions made the people who followed him blush with shame. At the same time, they also felt that it was incomprehensible.
"Young Master, why do you feel so good after spending all your money? This is a strange thought. "
"Strange? This is very normal, okay? Ever since I was young, my dream has been to squander. I was born to squander. I'm a natural prodigal, "Ye Lang said proudly and proudly.
"…" What was there for him to be so proud of? He was actually proud of being a prodigal. She really had to give it to him. How did his family raise him? How did they let him be such a prodigal?
Ye Chengtian and Long Anqi would say, "Let him be. Our family can still let him squander anyway, as long as he likes it and nothing happens to him."
Ye Lanyu would say, "I will support my brother. Squander if you want, it's no big deal."
Seventh Princess: "It's fine even if he squanders, I will take care of him."
Hu Niu: "This is Young Master's hobby. Everyone has a hobby."
Princess Long Ji: "Hurry up and squander, the faster the better. Then, I will have an excuse to keep this little bastard by my side …"
Seventh Brother and the others: "Squander? Whether this brat can squander is still a problem. Don't let him have more … "
Zhen Xiaoyan: "…"
…
Along the way, Ye Lang's group didn't all stay together. Instead, they would split up every day to search for refugees that needed help. Finding people to save them was something they had been doing along the way.
As refugees, they had to learn how to save themselves first and not wait for others to help them. This was the biggest lesson that Ye Lang had taught them.
So what if they were refugees? Could they do nothing and wait for rescue? Of course not, it is a disaster that requires us to unite and overcome everything.
Because of Ye Lang's group's actions of saving themselves, their group grew larger and larger. By the time they reached the edge of the holy city, their group had already doubled in size, reaching over two thousand people.
These two thousand people didn't seem to need help from others anymore. All they needed now was a place to stay.
Of course, in order to help the other refugees, they still had to go to the Holy City to see if there was anything they could do to help. They believed that they could help others.
"That's the Holy Mountain. We'll be there soon." The skinny black man pointed to the mountain peak in the plains in front of them. This peculiar mountain peak was the Holy Mountain.
This mountain was very peculiar. It was not its appearance that was peculiar. Such a mountain would not attract attention in any mountainous region. It was just that that was in a mountainous region, and this was a plain.
On this boundless plain, there was a mountain just like that, and this was what made it special.
If this mountain peak was just a little tall, it wouldn't be much. However, it was so tall that it reached the clouds. It was as if something that shouldn't exist had appeared here. Because of this, it was also called a miracle, a miracle, or something like that.
"This Holy Mountain is really interesting. It stands there all alone. Arvin, don't think that this mountain looks like it's not far away. It's not far to walk. "Ye Lang looked at the mountain and felt that it was very close. However, this was an illusion. Everyone who had experienced it could understand it.
Arvin, the skinny black man, nodded and said, "Yes, it's still very far to walk. However, at least we can see the Holy Mountain."
"That's what I said. Arvin, are you sure you don't want me to help you restore your ears to normal?" Ye Lang looked at Arvin and asked casually.
"… Young Master, I've told you many times. My ears are normal," Arvin said a little weakly. He now regretted letting Ye Lang see his ears.
Ye Lang remembered that time, after he left the small city, he found a river at night and camped by it. He also let everyone take a bath and change their clothes.
At that time, among the goods purchased from the small city, there were a lot of ready-made clothes. Everyone could find suitable ones to wear. However, because there were a lot of people, not all the clothes were available. However, Ye Lang had a lot of cloth, so he asked some people who knew how to make clothes to make them.
What? No tools? What nonsense are you talking about? I have a lot of tools here. The merchants in the small city would naturally sell tools, and they were all purchased.
See, this is the time. It's useful now, right?
Back to the topic at hand, Arvin also went down to wash and change his clothes, although no one knew when he did it.
However, Arvin was still wearing that broken hat at that time. Some people also felt that it was strange, but it didn't matter. It could only be regarded as a personal hobby, and no one cared.
However, the problem was that Ye Lang felt that the hat was very ugly, so he took out a hat for Arvin to change. When Arvin didn't care, he pulled off the cloth that was called a hat, but was actually a headscarf.
Arvin's hair was very beautiful. It was silver and smooth like silk. It was as mesmerizing as his eyes, but Ye Lang didn't think much of it. At that time, Ye Lang only noticed that Arvin's ears were actually pointed.
These, obviously, were the ears of elves.
"You are an elf? No wonder your eyes are so clear, and your skin is so delicate. However, it's a little dark. "At that time, Ye Lang said these words very directly.
Just as Ye Lang said, Arvin's skin was not dark because it was dirty, but because he was naturally dark. Of course, after washing, his skin was a little whiter, but compared to ordinary people, it was still dark. However, it was not the kind of dark like Edward, which could only be said to be very healthy.
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