Beggars couldn't bear to see money in front of them. Little Jessica subconsciously squeezed the silver coin in her palm. Before she could be happy, she suddenly found herself being stared at. All the beggars on both sides of the street were looking at her. Everyone's eyes were like wild dogs that had been starving for more than ten days and saw a fresh pile of shit.
A silver coin was enough for a normal person to live for several days. If it was in the hands of a beggar, it meant that they wouldn't have to starve for at least a month.
Hungry people were terrible. They looked at almost any living thing with greedy eyes. People who had been hungry before and knew that they were going to be hungry soon were even more terrible. They knew how they could survive.
If this silver coin was in the hands of an ordinary person, the beggars wouldn't think anything of it, because the other person was an ordinary person and had a higher social status than them. But this silver coin was in the hands of a little beggar. She was so thin that she looked like she would fall from the wind. Since we are all people of the same social status, why only she can have a silver coin and I can't? I want it too.
This seemed very unreasonable, but in fact, it really existed in the beggar community. For most beggars, they lived one day at a time. For this reason, etiquette and shame, good and evil were not important.
Jessica Ruth left with her Rose mercenary group. The beggars on both sides of the street began to stand up one by one.
Little Jessica sprang to her feet and ran away. She knew that if she stayed and waited for the beggars to surround her, it would be impossible for her to run away.
In fact, she also knew that as long as she threw away the silver coin in her hand, nothing would happen to her. It was just that after being a beggar for seven years, she knew that sometimes in order to survive, she couldn't even give up a bone. He couldn't even let go of a bone, let alone a silver coin.
Jessica ran with all her might. How fast could a thin little girl run?
Very fast!
She ran on all fours like a wild dog. Not far behind her was a group of beggars. But in the city's winding alleys, Jessica's advantage was too great. Jessica's advantage was too great. She was small, agile, and not slow. Gradually, she left the beggars far behind.
This silver coin belonged to her, Jessica was overjoyed. Just as she was feeling happy, a sudden change occurred. She had just turned a corner. Something black slapped her forehead. She didn't even feel any pain as her entire body flew backward. When she landed on the ground, she felt a buzzing sound in her head and the pain was excruciating.
Jessica had grown up in the wealthy district, and she was not familiar with the surrounding terrain, so she did not know. He had been running for a long time, but he had only been circling around a small area.
There was a red liquid on her forehead, covering her eyes. Through the red 'membrane', Jessica saw the silver coin in her arms fall to the ground and roll forward. An old beggar threw away the stick in his hand and happily put the silver coins into his arms. Before he had time to be happy, he saw a group of people chasing after him. He immediately turned around and ran.
Those are my silver coins! Jessica reached out and grabbed at the back of the old man, but it was useless. She could only watch helplessly as the old man ran away.
At this time, the group of beggars caught up. They didn't care about Jessica who was lying on the ground, but directly stepped over her. More than a hundred people. Although not all of them stepped on Jessica, at least a quarter of them ran over her back.
There were no fat beggars. Everyone was very light, but even so, Jessica spat out a few mouthfuls of blood. She felt that two or three of her ribs were broken. If she moved, she would feel a burning pain.
The alley was dark and there was no sunlight. Jessica felt like she was going to die. Everything she saw was grey and white.
She struggled to stand up and slowly walked out while holding the wall. She didn't want to die in this deserted alley. If she was going to die, she wanted to die on the main road. There was enough sunlight there. Even if she died, she would feel a little warmer.
Her usually light footsteps became extremely heavy. With every step she took, she had to take a few breaths. At the same time, she spat out small lumps of blood. The short distance of a hundred meters was like the distance between heaven and hell.
She felt like she had walked for a long time. With every step she took, her body became colder. It seemed like thousands of days and nights had passed. Her vision became darker and darker. In the end, there was only a small piece of white light in front of her. She couldn't see anything else.
Even so, she instinctively walked forward while holding the wall. But in fact, she didn't know whether she was moving forward or not. From the feeling, she felt that she should be moving, but she wasn't sure if she was really moving forward.
Finally … she felt the warmth when the sun shone on her body. She smiled, then sat down slowly with her back against the wall. Then, her consciousness slipped into the infinite darkness.
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Liang Lidong found a good hotel and sat down. He ate something and rested for about an hour. Then, he ordered Joan Of Arc to fly into the sky and look for plants that could be used as magic materials. He himself went in the same direction.
When he walked near the city wall again, he found that the group of beggars in front of him had disappeared. There was only a seriously injured little beggar sitting against the wall. Liang Lidong couldn't see her face because it was covered by a thick layer of dirt and blood.
There was a big wound on the little beggar's forehead. With his experience, Liang Lidong could tell at a glance that the bloody wound was definitely caused by a heavy blunt weapon.
Liang Lidong also knew that the little guy was still alive, but he was not far from death.
People came and went, but no one looked at the little beggar. This kind of situation happened every day in Rising Sun City, so it was not surprising.
After a few more glances, Liang Lidong also left. From his experience, this little beggar was in a dying state. It was impossible to save her with the Water Healing Spell in his Space Backpack. Only Light Magic or Great Healing Spell could barely pull her back from the brink of death.
Since there was no hope, there was no need for Liang Lidong to waste magic scrolls. Seeing that a young life was about to leave, Liang Lidong's state of mind only had a slight ripple, and then it returned to calmness. Liang Lidong had long been used to seeing separation in the game. He didn't feel too emotional.
After leaving Rising Sun City, Liang Lidong quickly entered the forest. Although he had Joan Of Arc's help, it was not easy to find the plants he needed in the vast mountains. There were very few plants that could be used as magic materials. Liang Lidong wandered in the mountains for an afternoon. He only found one plant he needed, and the quantity was only one-third of what he needed.
It seemed that he had to stay here for a few more days.
In this case, Liang Lidong missed his group of friends in the game more and more. Many of them knew Plant Gathering. With that specialty, it was very easy to find magic materials and plants. It was absolutely convenient and reassuring to entrust them with help.
Although he didn't find many magic materials, he hunted a few wild animals and put them in his Space Backpack.
By the time he returned to the city gate. It was already very late. The beggars who disappeared at noon reappeared on both sides of the street, and Liang Lidong was surprised to find that the little beggar with the level 1 mark was still alive.
Not only did she not die, but she also opened her eyes at this moment. However, she was not in good condition now. Several beggars gathered around her and kicked her body from time to time.
She was like a broken doll, following the barbaric behavior of other beggars. She twitched from time to time.
Liang Lidong saw numbness and despair in her eyes.
Indeed, now Jessica was desperate. After being basked in the sun for a long time, she finally felt some strength in her body, but she didn't expect to see a group of men surrounding her as soon as she woke up. She remembered these people. They were the ones who chased her to rob her of her silver coins.
They were angry at this moment, presumably because they didn't catch up to the old man.
Jessica's intuition told her that now her new crisis was coming, and sure enough, next. A man kicked her hard in the stomach. She could no longer feel anything in her body at this time, and this kick only kicked her from the wall to the ground. Her body was limp and unable to move at all, let alone escape.
If this goes on, I'm really going to die … Jessica looked around at the beggars and passers-by with a horrified gaze, hoping that someone would come and stop these "adults." As long as she stopped being beaten, she might still be able to survive.
But soon, she was disappointed. No one paid attention to her. Even if someone saw her being beaten, they would just point at her with a smile and leave with their companions. More people just watched coldly from the sidelines and then silently walked away. It was as if the beggars were not beating a person, but a cockroach.
She was really going to die, but it didn't seem to matter! Jessica suddenly thought it was better to die. She heard that the Goddess of Life's Divine Kingdom was very beautiful, and there would never be hunger or cold. She was her believer, so she should be able to go there. That way, she wouldn't have to suffer from hunger or cold anymore.
The leading beggar kicked her hard in the stomach again. She felt some liquid spurt out of her throat, but she didn't care. She just tilted her head, not letting the blood-red liquid splash into her eyes again.
At this time, she saw a young man coming in from outside the city gate. Although everything she saw was black and white, she could clearly see that this young man was wearing a red robe and had a head of bright golden hair.
What a beautiful man. He looked a little familiar. Was he an oracle sent by the Goddess of Life to pick her up?
But didn't they say that the oracles of the Goddess of Life were all women?
Jessica smiled at this young man, and then gradually lost consciousness.
At this time, Liang Lidong couldn't believe what he saw. A little girl on the verge of death, a dirty little beggar, actually showed him an indescribable smile.
Naive? Kind? Cute?
Neither. That was the last light of the dying.
Liang Lidong's face was frosty. He flicked his finger forward, and a golden beam of light passed through the group of beggars with a terrible whistling sound. Then, it hit the wall not far from them.
The power of the Coin Bombardment created by the use of gold coins was quite exaggerated.
There was a huge explosion, and gravel and dust flew all over the sky. Those beggars were scared to the point of pissing their pants. They lay on the ground and kept crying, begging for the forgiveness of the High Priest, hoping to spare their dog lives.
"Scram!"
With an angry roar, all the beggars ran away. Not only that, but the surrounding passersby also ran away.
The little girl was dirty and smelly, covered in blood. Liang Lidong put his hand over her heart. Under the protruding ribs, there was a faint heartbeat.
Strengthen, Vitality, Stamina Recovery, Water Healing … Liang Lidong tore apart all the magic scrolls that could make people stronger and restore life in his dimensional bag.
Half a minute later, the little girl's heartbeat gradually became slightly stronger.
Liang Lidong heaved a sigh of relief. He picked up the dirty and smelly little girl and brought her back to the hotel.
The hotel owner's eyes almost popped out when he saw the little beggar in Liang Lidong's arms.
"Prepare the hot water immediately. Also, send someone out to buy a few sets of clothes for the little girl. Put the money on my account first."
The hotel owner immediately asked his staff to take care of it. Not to mention that Liang Lidong said he would pay, even if he didn't pay, he had to pay. Ordinary people didn't dare to offend spellcasters. Having a spellcaster stay in his hotel was something worth advertising, which would make the hotel more famous.
The hot water was soon prepared, and Liang Lidong took off the ragged, dirty, and smelly clothes on the little girl.
Then he looked at the little girl, who was so skinny that her skin was sticking to her bones. She had no fat at all, and there was a thick layer of dirt on her body. He sighed, then held the little girl's head and put her body into the hot water.
There was no need for Liang Lidong to wash her at all. In less than two minutes after the little girl was in the water, the water in the bathtub became dirty.
The little girl's body was finally clean after three buckets of water were changed. Generally speaking, the skin of little girls should be white and tender, but this little girl's skin was yellow and dry.
Liang Lidong wiped the little girl's body and carried her to his bed. Joan Of Arc stood at the window. She glanced at the little girl and closed her eyes to sleep again.
About six hours later, the little girl finally woke up. Because of the Water Healing, her ribs had now been connected. She struggled to sit up, looked at the gorgeous bedsheets under her, and then at her clean body. Finally, she looked at Liang Lidong. At first, she was a little confused, but after a while, her eyes gradually became bright.
"Are you the oracle who has come to take me to the heaven? Is this the heaven? "
Although the little girl looked very happy, her body physique remained unchanged, and even her voice was weak.