The answer, of course, is himself.

In order to bring these medicines back to reality safely, Li Ziran played the role of an inconspicuous tramp in this city full of thirst for knowledge for three days.

He mingled with a group of "lower class" beggars, counting the hours cautiously, and stabbed himself at the last moment to verify the effectiveness and authenticity of these potions.

He didn't even dare to hurt a homeless person, for fear that there would be twists and turns in the judgment after the trial.

Finally, his hard work paid off. He successfully passed the trial and brought back more than a dozen bottles of potion.

When he held the potion in his trembling hands and poured it into his sister's mouth one by one, watching the power of [Memory] flowing through her body and feeling the power of [Prosperity] spreading through her body, Li Ziran burst into tears.

"Ah Jing! You're healed! Ah Jing! You're healed! You're healed!!"

Ah Jing hugged her brother tightly, and when she felt her limbs move again, she burst into tears.

"Brother! Brother!! Wow——"

This poor girl has the right to speak again.

The two of them hugged each other and cried for a long time, until Ah Jing grabbed his brother's hand distressedly and sobbed:

"Brother, this game must be difficult...

You suffered for Ajing..."

Disaster?

It's really hard to play a hobo, they stink.

bitter?

It is indeed hard to live by begging for food, and the food is always rotten.

Li Ziran didn't know how to explain his luck to his sister. He thought for a long time and decided to let his sister figure it out on her own.

So he took out all the things in that small bag of past prosperity and poured them out on the bed.

A Jing was stunned when he saw more than a dozen bottles of A-grade potions being scattered on the bed by his brother like he was selling goods at a stall.

She immediately felt that her injuries had not healed, but because her desire to recover was so strong that she had such bizarre hallucinations.

"It's fake, aren't you lying, brother!?"

After hearing this, Li Ziran burst out laughing.

"Let's not talk about whether these medicines are fake or not, I did say what you said.

You may not believe it, but even though your brother only has 1400 points, he has also competed in the top competitions..."

...

Reality, a street in an unknown province or city.

The starry sky in the city is far less brilliant than that in the wilderness, and the cloudy night becomes even more depressing as the trial becomes increasingly difficult.

When there is repression, there naturally needs to be released.

So, at midnight when most of the players had gone to sleep, a shrill shout was heard from the street.

The sound was like the cry of a wild cat in heat, shrill and sharp, instantly breaking the tranquility of the entire neighborhood.

A few minutes later, several lights were lit in the buildings on both sides of the street, and shouts and curses were heard one after another.

"Zhang Ruyu, you son of a bitch, if you keep yelling I'll kill you!

You really think there's no bullets in my gun, do you?

The roaring sound came from a big man on the sixth floor. He pushed open the window and cursed for a long time, then rushed into the room in a rage, took out a submachine gun, and pulled the trigger towards the street downstairs as if venting his anger.

“Da da da da da—”

However, the gunshot not only failed to stifle the cat's meow, but made the wild cat in the shadow meow even louder.

"......"

"......"

The neighbors around couldn't stand it anymore and started to "persuade them with kind words."

"Hey bro, stop it. You do this every day. It's useless."

"Hey, you who are moaning, why are you so weak today? Are you tired?"

"Haha, I've seen that a long time ago. The guy on the sixth floor opposite must like this Siren. Otherwise, why would he reward him every night?"

"I love your mom!"

"Yes, she is my mother!"

"Fuck your mother! Dadadadadada——"

"Meow~Ah~~"

The night is as thick as water, full of spring.

...