Chapter 70

Cross, no longer in disguise, took the weapon given to him by Lanno, and blasted open the door where many experimental subjects were imprisoned as the two had agreed, providing operating space for Lanno's plan of replacing the original with the fake.

[I have a question. Why did Lanno send Martin out to help him? It's understandable to rescue Cross so that he won't die when he wakes up one day, but Martin doesn't need to do that. Why not let Roshia help him contact the little beggar, or go by himself... It's really like forcing the second male lead to be tied up (wiping sweat)]

[Emmmm, let Roshia out. Although he has alchemical weapons, he has no arcane skills, and his physical fitness is still not as good as that of a warlock. What if something unexpected happens? Although Cross promised to protect the person who got out, his relationship with Roshia is probably not as good as Martin's...]

[What the hell, Martin is not so unreliable that he can't even find anyone, why is Martin unreliable? ! ]

【Martin: The real chill is never caused by a big quarrel... (crying) (crying) (crying)】

[It seems that Lannuo really protects Roshia well, fearing that he will get hurt. Anyway, the laboratory is short of people now, and Roshia stays with him, so that he can protect him closely and not be harmed by Jeff. But if he lets him go outside, he will not be able to control whether anything will happen. ]

[Close protection? How do you do it? I have a lot of data, please tell me in detail]

[Tsk tsk tsk, absolutely beautiful love, I love it]

[I don’t believe these two people don’t have any problems. Who would worry about their good brothers getting hurt in a place they can’t see?]

[Martin: It’s clearly a relationship between three people, but I will never have a name]

[Martin: Okay, okay, I'll go out, and Lannuo, you don't have to worry about any accidents.]

…

After leaving the rather harmonious forum comment section, Jiang Zhulang took a short rest at home and prepared to enter the comics world again.

He caught a glimpse of the decorative ornaments on the low cabinet that had not yet been sealed. He hesitated for a few moments, stood up, and removed the seal.

There are still many unopened decorations like this on the low cabinet.

Jiang Zhulang tore off the sealing film one by one and arranged them according to the color system. Then he walked around the room. When he didn't find any other unopened items, he closed his eyes contentedly and let his consciousness travel.

*

Nidos continent, Nadine City.

On the streets flooded with black water, naked children walked through shanties made of wooden boards and tarpaulins, occasionally bending over to pick up balls of dirty dirt on the dirt road and throwing them at their companions.

The shrill screams of three- and four-year-old children are the only life and vitality in the dark side of this bustling town. When they are older and have relatives still alive, they will help their relatives with work. If all their relatives have passed away, they will become wandering beggars.

Martin walked carefully through the streets filled with mixed and unpleasant smells, keeping his head down all the time, paying attention to whether his feet were stained with subtle and foul-smelling water stains.

Even though he had tried his best to dress like an ordinary civilian, his new and well-fitting linen clothes were still out of place in this complex and narrow street area.

This is a real slum. From the time they are born on this land until they die, they cannot walk out of this dark sky.

The man, whose back was hunched due to work, huddled in the narrow, dark gap between two wooden boards, revealing only a pair of tired and numb eyes, scanning the aliens who stepped into this neighborhood.

Martin tightened his clothes, and felt that countless pairs of eyes were fixed on him, with scorching gazes that seemed to want to eat him alive.

"Brother, kindhearted brother, please have mercy on me and give me some coins~"

Sensing his shivering, the children who had been gathered in a circle stopped playing and rushed forward, surrounding Martin and stretching out their dark, tender little hands to beg.

They dared not touch Martin's robe, for even a man who looked so harmless and shivering might be furious if they soiled his clothes.

People like them cannot withstand any harm, and just staying alive requires all their strength. If they are hit by a punch or a kick, they will probably rot in an unknown corner in a few days.

This was Martin's first contact with the poor. He looked at the children's thin limbs and abnormally large heads with pity and took out a wallet from his storage ring.

——It’s full of gold coins.

"It's gold coins, it's gold coins!"

Before the gold coin landed in the child's raised chicken claw hand, the brilliant and dazzling gold attracted everyone's attention.

The adults who had been observing secretly also came out from the sheds, their eyes burning and greedy, their gazes following the bulging money bag.

——They gradually surrounded Martin.

Martin swallowed, feeling that something was wrong.

What he saw was a crowded wall of people who seemed to share the same face. If it weren't for their tattered clothes that couldn't cover their bodies, he wouldn't even be able to tell whether these old, numb, and dirty people were men or women.

A mixture of sour and greasy smells filled his nostrils. Martin couldn't help but vomit, and the gold coins filled in his purse fell out with his movement.

The sound of coins falling to the ground was like thunder in this strange silence. They pushed and shoved to grab the few coins soaked in mud and sewage, and even hit each other.

Some people were squeezed out of the crowd and stared at the wallet in Martin's hand with fierce eyes.

Martin's hair stood on end. He felt that he had never been so frightened when he saw those inhumane experimental subjects in the laboratory. He just felt that he was standing naked in the world, about to be eaten by his compatriots.

He threw money around and fled while people were rushing to grab it.

"Hu, hu... Too scary, too scary! How could Lan Nuo have someone he knows in a place like this?! With the environment here, it's been so long, is he still... alive?" Martin panted in shock, speculating secretly.

He thought pessimistically that if the little beggar named Dada died, how would he be able to fulfill Lannuo's request.

Spend money to hire these people to spread photo stones?

——No, no, if he is not careful, he will lose both his money and his property. Losing his money is a small matter, but delaying Lan Nuo's plan is a big sin. You know, Lan Nuo spent a lot of effort and endured humiliation to deal with the yellow-haired guy and sent him out of the laboratory, not to let him eat nothing...

Martin wandered aimlessly through the shantytown and unknowingly entered a waste dump. Black, sticky, and indescribable garbage was piled up in this small world, with wastewater flowing on the ground and the hollow skinned corpses of rats faintly visible.

Snap——

A slight noise came from behind the pile of waste. A cat child with a harlequin face popped up and stared at Martin blankly.

Martin: “Hey who’s that?”

The child screamed: "Ahhhhh boss, there's someone!!!"

Not far away, another child's clear and impatient voice came: "What's so special about people? Why are you shouting?"

"No, no, it's the guy outside! He's wearing really nice clothes!"

"Really? Let me see."

Soon, another cat appeared and looked Martin up and down.

Martin summoned up his courage and said, "Hey kid, do you know Dada?"

He took out a few gold coins and threw them over.

He muttered to himself, "Why didn't I think of asking people directly? It's much more efficient than going door to door."

Catching the gold coin, the cat boy called "Boss" put it in his mouth and bit it with his teeth. After confirming that it was a real gold coin, he raised his head.

"I am Dada. What do you want from me? I don't remember having any connection with you... Well, you are not here to seek revenge on me, are you?"

Martin exclaimed, very excited, and waved his hands repeatedly, saying, "How could this be? We have no grudges against each other, why would I seek revenge on you? Dada, do you still remember Lan Nuo?"

Dada pondered for a moment and shook his head.

"What Lanno? I have no impression."

"Yes, that year at the Flower Festival in Nadine City, the particularly handsome brother with black hair!"

Dada suddenly realized what was going on. He jumped off the garbage dump, ran to Martin with his little follower, and looked up at him.

"It turned out to be him. He is my dad's good friend! Tell me, why did Brother Lan Nuo come to me? Why didn't he come to me in person? You look so stupid. I wonder how you found this corner."

Martin: "Hey, you kid!"

"Listen carefully, Brother Lan Nuo asked me to tell you that there is a very important matter concerning the entire mainland, and I need your help..."