The hut made of wood will sway when the wind blows, and you don't know when it will collapse.
After escaping that time, Sun Qing was taken back by the person who rescued him.
"Tony, I'm back!"
The house is filled with messy old objects, many of which were picked up from outside. The only light came from an old magic lamp, and the only clean place was a bed, with a thin middle-aged man lying on it.
"Oh! Joey, my child, it seems that you have gained a lot today."
Sun Qing has a new name, which matches the name of this country.
Joy Creevey.
"Yes, we can have a feast tonight"
Because there is no sun, people living on this land will suffer from a blood disease. Only by replacing with fresh blood can the disease be avoided.
The black land was unable to grow normal crops. The only remaining high-quality land was fenced off by the superiors and became the residence of the nobles. People outside the city not only had to endure hunger, but also had to guard against monster attacks.
In the kitchen, Joey cut the mutated potatoes into pieces and put them into a pot to boil. After a while, the water boiled and black bubbles came out, but the smell was still pungent and unpleasant.
A small paper figure flew over beside it, with hand-drawn facial features on its head. It clasped its hands together and murmured to itself, as if praying. The originally thick and dark thing emitted a ray of light, and then changed into The fragrance is fragrant and the color is exquisite.
"Dear dad, when can I master the same magic as you?"
This is a small form of purification magic, a gift from the Creator, and Joey has always wanted to learn it.
Of course, every gift has a price tag, and this is also the reason why Tony Creevey is like this.
After dinner, I patrolled and checked the potential safety hazards around the house. The night was not only cold, but also represented danger. In the disorderly outer city slums, monsters were scary, but people's hearts were even more unpredictable. It’s not just monsters that need to be guarded against, but also people.
Although the hut is simple, it is also a good haven. Joey does not know magic and can only use the traps of hunters on earth. Although these things may not have much effect, at least they can buy some time to escape when danger occurs.
There is a basement at the bottom, which is pitch dark. After groping around, after turning a corner, a bright light comes on.
With the faint light, you can see that the dark and damp basement has been opened up into a farmland, filled with many strange-shaped plants, all of which are seeds exchanged from the farmers.
It is also the only healthy food, but these things are not mature yet. Eating mutated things for a long time will not only cause physical deformity, but also change people's mental state.
These are things that Tony secretly hid while taking advantage of his position as a soldier.
If he hadn't been injured in that hunt for blood slaves and forced to retire, he would have more of these things.
With careful care, it won't take long for there to be enough food to mature. This is what he and Tony rely on for the winter and cannot be lost.
Suddenly!
There was a crackling sound above his head, and Joey looked panicked. It was the sound of the mechanism being triggered. He didn't have time to think about it. From the sound, there would be many intruders.
He carefully climbed out of the basement and looked up outside. More than a dozen people holding torches were destroying the mechanism he left behind.
Before he could even move, the door was violently smashed open, and more than a dozen people rushed in. Joey was pushed to the ground, and they began to grab things, including food, water, and everything they needed.
In the wasteland world, without these things, it is equal to slow death.
I thought these people would leave after robbing things, but unexpectedly one of them recognized old Tony.
"Creevey! I didn't expect that our excellent imperial soldiers would become like this?"
Old Tony was just a lowly soldier before, but in the slums where there were no human rights, he was still considered superior.
This man had a feud with old Tony before. He was short on money and came here to have a break, but he didn't expect to meet his old enemy.
While talking, he stabbed old Tony's disabled leg with a knife.
"You bandits and robbers, let him go!"
Joey roared angrily, and before he could rush over, he was pushed down by two people again, with a revolver on his head. He could only watch old Tony being beaten and tortured.
This was the first person who was kind to him in this world and the only relative he had. Joey's eyes were spitting fire. If he continued to fight, he would die.
"I have seeds!"
At this point, I can only use my only bargaining chip to exchange for the safety of old Tony.
Sure enough, after the words were spoken, the guy who seemed to be the leader stopped the violence and approached Joey with a strange smile on his face. He grabbed his hair with his rough hands and lifted him up. His other hand was on his face. Patting gently.
"You look good on the outside. If you dare to lie to me, you know the consequences!"
Joey shivered unexpectedly. In his mind, some rumors about the boy suddenly emerged. Those noble gentlemen...
In the last life, plus this life, I have been a human being in two lives, and I have been innocent in one life, but I can't let it be ruined here.
Joey shook his head quickly.
"Don't dare, don't dare. As long as you let dad go, I will give you my seeds."
Afraid that these people wouldn't believe him, he even threw out favorable evidence.
"Dad used to be a soldier in the Imperial Guard."
These words were indeed very convincing. The man who seemed to be the leader waved his hand, and the two people holding him loosened their restraints. Joey raised his head, tidied his messy hair, and quickly ran to old Tony to check on his injuries.
Old Tony, who was originally disabled in one leg, now had the other leg turned into a bloody mess. Seeing that he could no longer save it, Joey was very angry and immediately made a request that he could not regret.
"I want him dead, otherwise, even if you kill me, you won't be able to get the seeds."
The two have been dependent on each other for half a year, and have become the closest family members to each other. Old Tony has been tortured into this state, and he cannot swallow it. Moreover, except for this opportunity now, he will not even have a chance to retaliate in the future.
Joey knew the importance of seeds to people outside the city. Now it's a matter of fighting and forcing the other party to make a choice. There is only one person who has a problem with old Tony, and the rest are seeking money. If this hidden danger is not solved, there will be endless entanglements in the future.
"killed!"
I thought I would think about it, but to my surprise, the other party gave the order directly without any hesitation. When the man was stunned, there was already a black and red blood stain on his neck, and then he fell down softly.
"Is it okay now?"
Joey was still in shock. When he came to his senses, there was a clear slap mark on his face.
Everything that could be used had been taken away. Joey didn't understand why these people didn't leave. A bad thought came to mind.
They are not trying to kill people and silence them. It shouldn't be so. In the slums, the most valuable thing is human life. It is not even as valuable as a piece of oatmeal bread.
One person walked to Old Tony's bedside, where there was a stone emitting green light. It was the cornerstone for sacrifice, and every devout believer could get one.
The foundation stone has two functions. First, it can form a small protective circle so that monsters in the dark cannot approach. The other function is to communicate with the sacrificial gods. As for whether they can get a response, it depends on the sacrifice. The weight and value of the sacrifice.
Click!
With an explosion, the foundation stone shattered!
Without a protective barrier, Joey's face turned pale. He could already imagine himself and old Tony being eaten alive by monsters.
There was a cold mocking sound in his ears.
"I hate it. Someone is threatening me! You are not qualified to negotiate terms."
"Hahaha!"
"You really deserve it, Jie Jie Jie!"
"..."
They seem to prefer watching people die in despair than killing people.
The remaining aura of the foundation stone can last for one night at most, at least ensuring that it is complete tonight.
After helping old Tony treat the wound briefly and starting to clean up the house, Joey lowered his head and remained silent.
In my mind, the information I overheard before kept echoing. Belief in evil gods can gain power.
If you are weak, you will be beaten. If you have no strength, you will end up being someone else's meat on someone else's chopping board. Because old Tony, he has never entertained that thought. Because old Tony would always warn him earnestly.
'Senagal is the most loyal believer of the Sun God. It is also because of the protection of the omniscient and omnipotent Sun God that they can survive in this wasteland. The evil god is a pagan who abandons the Sun God and will go to hell.'
On the surface, he pretended to be nonchalant, not wanting to worry old Tony.
"Dad, don't worry, I'll be fine. I'll go find Udyr Beckett tomorrow. He will be happy to lend me a cornerstone."
Old Tony had to rest first because he was bleeding too much. After giving Joey a few words, he slowly closed his eyes.
After putting the broken door back together, Joey came to the basement. Although the place was in a mess, fortunately they only took away the seeds and did not destroy the tools and instruments inside.
He found the syringe and inserted it into his arm without hesitation. A tube of bright red blood was drawn out and the blood was sealed. Joey's face had become very pale at this time.
"who?"
When he turned around and saw that it was old Tony's magic man, he let out a long sigh of relief.
The facial features drawn with watercolor pens on the paper man moved, and then Old Tony's muddy voice rang out.
"Joy, my child, I'm sorry for you!"
A simple sentence expressed Joey's endless sadness.
In Senegal, the quality of blood is graded, poor quality, good quality, excellent quality and top quality.
The last one is black and red, which is the blood after being contaminated. The brighter the color, the higher the quality and purity.
Joey's level is undoubtedly the best. If such a person is born in the city, he is a noble. If he is born outside, he is a mobile blood bank. If he is caught, there will only be one end, that is, he will be treated like an animal. Captivity.
Old Tony finally understood why Joey, who looked young, was always on guard against others. The two of them had lived together for so long, and they didn't even want to mention their past.
Old Tony was very touched. What Joey did today was nothing more than wanting to use his own blood to exchange for the cornerstone with the farmer.
"Joy, this won't work. The blood level is still too high. You have to take another half tube of my blood and mix it in."
"no!"
How could that be done? He was already bleeding too much, and if he drew more blood, he would die.
Joey was reluctant in every possible way.
"Dad, don't worry, everything will be fine. I will dilute the blood before exchanging it."
Top-level blood purity cannot appear in the slums. If he appears rashly, he will only be traced by the people above. He is not stupid to that extent.
Early the next morning, Joey left home with diluted blood.
Tony Creevey's magical paper man watched Joey leave, and the facial features painted with watercolor strokes could not distinguish the changes in expression.
The farms do not grow crops, but blood banks. They keep children and young adults in captivity to provide fresh blood to the nobles.
Udyr Becket is the largest farmer in town.
Joey's purpose is to exchange the foundation stone from him.
On the farm, I could hear bursts of commotion in the distance, and many people gathered together in a circle.
Violence is advocated here, and gladiatorial combat is their biggest entertainment project. The thrill of fisting and bloody struggle makes them crazy. However, these may only be because of a piece of oatmeal bread.
"Kohler! Poke him in the butt!"
"Mike! Your grandma is such a bear! All the wealth of labor and management is on you, you can't lose!"
"..."
The two people in the center of the circle were covered in blood, but the onlookers raised their hands and shouted excitedly.
Without the sunshine, all that is left in the world is darkness.
Joey has never been able to understand the significance of such an entertainment project that involves bloody violence.
The gladiatorial fight ended with the death of another person, and the roar reached its peak. Everyone was cheering for the winner, and no one cared about the loss of a fresh life.
Joey found Udyr and stated his purpose and wanted a cornerstone.
Udyr has a full beard and slightly curly brown hair. He always boasts that he has noble blood flowing through him.
He squinted his eyes slightly, revealing the inherent cunningness of a businessman. He looked up and down at Joey, with his tattered single clothes and black hair as messy as a bird's nest.
"I don't need lowly blood."
Black hair and black eyes are the lowest symbols in this world, while golden and silver hair are the symbols of nobility.
Joey felt contempt in his heart.
They always complain that Senegal are a group of barbarians. Without the exposure of ultraviolet rays from the sun, how can their hair not turn white? Black hair is a sign of health.
His eyes wandered around, indicating that this was not the place to talk. Udyr impatiently led Joey into the house. It had blue bricks and glazed tiles. It was much better than his cabin.
Carefully taking out the test tube prepared in advance, the blood inside was bright red.
Udyr's sluggish spirit suddenly became energetic, and a greedy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
It had been a long time since I had seen high-quality blood. He took the test tube and without hesitation poured a drop on his palm, sticking out his tongue to suck it greedily.
"Excellent stuff! Joey, where did you get it?"
"Damn it, I didn't expect the quality to be so high after dilution. Now I'm in trouble. I have to leave immediately after changing to the cornerstone."
Joey has already begun to think about taking old Tony and escaping from this place.
The brainstorm was running wildly, and the previous excuse was obviously untenable. Now I had to find a reasonable excuse to get past it.
In the original plan, this tube of blood was the product of purification using instruments. After all, everyone knew about this and was doing it. But many people are not willing to spend that time doing it.
But now, the purity and quality of the blood have clearly exceeded the maximum limit that the machine can purify.
"You kid, you're lucky to be able to purify such a good thing!"
"Yes, yes! I collected the blood of more than a dozen beasts to get this tube of blood."
Then Udyr's words continued, and he quickly found the words.
"What do you want?" Udyr asked.
"I need a foundation stone!"
"Oh" Udyr gave Joey a meaningful look.
According to the market price, neither party in the exchange will suffer a loss.
"How much of this blood do you still have?"
Are you trying to find out the details?
Joey hesitated and pretended to sigh.
"Unfortunately, this is the only thing. It took me half a year to get this tube of blood."
On the one hand, it means that you don't have it, and on the other hand, it also means that it took half a year to purify it, and you are just getting a cornerstone, so you are not at a loss.
"Korey, throw him out of here"
While Joey was still in a trance, the door was pushed open, and a sturdy man picked him up and dragged him out.
"Mr. Beckett, you can't do this!"
"Mr. Beckett, I really need a cornerstone, please."
Joey was mercilessly thrown to the ground and slid along the ground for a long distance before stopping, feeling a sharp pain in his body.
"Go away! Joey! Useless thing!"
"Look, he was thrown out by Mr. Beckett"
"..."
Because of his black hair, even these low-level blood bank seeds looked down on him.
Amidst the contemptuous greetings, Joey left the farm dragging his exhausted body.
"Bah! It's true that there is no evil and no business."
As soon as I heard that I had no supply, I immediately grabbed it.
Weak people have no human rights. This should have been realized a long time ago, but he really had no choice but to go to Udyr to lay the foundation stone. Only farmers are eligible to own it. They are all registered. It is impossible to use illegal goods.
But he didn't give up, but turned a corner and prepared to steal. We have already made two preparations. The first path is dead, and now we can only implement the second plan.
There are more than a dozen people on this farm, and the only one with combat power is Udyr. He is the only magician, the Path of Light, and the curtain master of sequence nine.
The ability of the screen dust master is to temporarily blind people's senses and block their vision. The entire farm is within the scope of his screen dust.
In the backyard of the farm, ordinary people couldn't even find their way in without his approval. In the outer city, sequence nine magicians are already able to stand alone.
The entire Senagaal is the people of the Sun God, the omniscient and omnipotent Sun God, who has the three paths of the gods, the light, the blazing sun, and the giant.
Because of his confidence in his abilities, Udyr never paid attention to the manor's warning. After all, in front of extraordinary beings, the only difference between ordinary people and ants is that they are bigger.
After walking around the backyard, Joey stopped. Moving forward, there was the range of Udyr's screen. Instead of rushing in, he checked around and found nothing unusual, then gritted his teeth and stepped in.
His vision was spinning for a while, as if he was in chaos and couldn't feel his hands and feet.
Biting the tip of his tongue, the pain made him wake up a little. Red blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and he wiped it on his eyes with his hands. In an instant, the feeling of weightlessness slowly disappeared.
Joey let out a long sigh of relief as his vision returned and the illusion was gone.
The special thing about blood is that Joey accidentally discovered during a sacrifice to the gods that the gods seemed to be sensitive to his blood. After several experiments, he found that his blood was indeed somewhat different.
As soon as he stepped into the backyard of the manor, he heard a burst of shouting and shouting. The sound sounded familiar to Joey. He hid his figure and quietly approached a small house in front. Through the gap in the window, he looked at the situation inside, and his expression changed drastically.
"How could it be them?"
A group of people were drinking inside, led by the bandit leader.
