A simple room and simple clothing save a lot of effort.
Wearing flip-flops, Qin Nuo left the room. The living room was deserted. The door of the master bedroom was open. The quilt on the bed was messy, and his mother was nowhere to be found.
Qin Nuo recalled what happened last night bit by bit.
"I'm a dropout. I don't have to go to school now. They say children from poor families grow up early, but how the hell am I supposed to survive?"
In such a big building, there was really nothing to eat, not even a piece of bread or a bucket of rice. The kitchen was completely ransacked by rats and cockroaches.
After simply brushing his teeth and washing his face, Qin Nuo looked at the empty room. The smell of loneliness permeated every corner.
How does Qin Feng spend his days?
At this age, other children are still playing and fighting in school, but he cannot go to school and is alone at home. He even has to find a way to eat by himself.
Such an environment will either force the child to become extremely autistic or extremely psychologically distorted.
Either direction is extreme!
The family environment and the parents who provide tutoring directly control how children grow up.
Qin Nuo grumbled to himself and looked at the clock on the wall. It was almost eleven o'clock.
"Let's go out for a walk first. My parents don't care about my life or death. I'm not a broken limb. Can't I make a few meals?"
Qin Nuo thought about it as he went out. The house was located in a relatively remote part of the town. Beyond it was a hazy area covered by layers of white fog. Any player would know that it was the boundary of the map.
"I remember that Black Crow Ghost School, Yinquan Restaurant, and Red Moon Convenience Store are all on the same bus route. So after completing the dungeon, can I just take the bus back?"
Thinking of this, Qin Nuo suddenly became curious about how the Hongyue Convenience Store was being managed.
"My lovely employees shouldn't mess up the store. After all, Liao Shen and the masked ghost are watching over them."
Qin Nuo muttered as he walked out of a small alley. Younan Town was not big. Standing on a high place, he could see the Black Crow Ghost School from afar. At this moment, the bell for the end of get out of class was ringing from the school, and he could hear it even from a long distance.
Without continuing to look around, Qin Nuo walked down the path.
Even at noon, the town of Younan still gave people a very cold feeling. It was filled with white fog. Under the big camphor tree, the old man who was playing chess was packing up the chessboard, hunched over, and walking away with a cane.
As Qin Nuo walked down, he smelled a fragrance. Turning his head, he saw white smoke coming out of a bun shop. The aroma of buns wafted out from inside, filling his nose and arousing his appetite.
Qin Nuo walked over with his hands in his pockets and took out the two ghost coins that Li Qianqian had stuffed into his pocket last night.
The owner of the bun shop came out. He was a young man wearing a white apron and a headscarf. Seeing Qin Nuo, he was a little dissatisfied: "Why are you here now?"
Qin Nuo's expression was a bit strange. What did this mean? Was Qin Feng a regular here?
When I was looking at the steaming hot buns that had just been opened and wondering what the filling was, the bun shop owner saw me and directly picked up three meat buns, put them on a plate and handed them to me.
Qin Nuo took it and was about to pay when he heard the shop owner say in a deep voice: "Eat quickly and get back to work after you finish eating! Don't dawdle, I don't want to keep idle people here!"
Qin Nuo was stunned, and only when he saw the sign recruiting child laborers nearby did he understand.
It turns out that Qin Feng worked as a child laborer in this bun shop in exchange for food and other necessities.
"Ding! Players trigger a role-playing mission. Complete a day of child labor in the bun shop and receive excellent reviews from the boss to receive role-playing points and dungeon ratings!" (The mission contains hidden clues)
"What does hidden clue mean? The main plot?" Qin Nuo thought.
Since it is a role selection and a role-playing task, you have to follow it naturally.
After putting away the ghost coins, Qin Nuo found a chair to sit down and started eating.
He wanted to eat slowly, but as he ate, he started to wolf it down.
Although the bun shop owner's tone was unfriendly, he had a good heart. He placed a cup of soy milk on the table and said, "If you eat so fast and choke to death in front of my shop, bad luck will be a small matter. Your damn father will definitely extort a lot of money from me!"
"Eat slowly! Don't hurt anyone!"
Qin Nuo nodded, picked up the soy milk, took a sip, and swallowed it.
After eating the last meat bun, I bit into something hard and knocked my teeth.
Qin Nuo spit it out with some pain. It was a ring.
Before Qin Nuo could react, the shop owner was quick to snatch the diamond away and chuckled twice: "I said the ring on your finger is gone. You are lucky. If you swallow it, it will take me a lot of effort to get it out!"
This is a bit chilling.
But more of it is disgusting!
Qin Nuo guessed that the meat in the meat buns was definitely not pork, but when he found a ring in his mouth, he still felt uncomfortable all over.
These days, it’s not easy to make a living in the horror world!
"Start working after you've eaten. If you dawdle any longer, you won't have dinner!" The shop owner said this, put the ring in his pocket, went to the kitchen, and continued chopping meat.
Qin Nuo went to the backyard and carried a bucket of minced meat to the kitchen.
The iron bucket was placed on the ground, blood overflowed, and in the minced meat, there were a few black eyeballs, connected by nerves, staring straight at Qin Nuo.
The shop owner picked up a piece of meat, put it on the chopping board and started chopping it, saying as if to himself, "Today's stock is good, the buns made from it should taste great. These are what those naughty kids are most craving."
Qin Nuo looked at the finger stuck in the piece of meat, with the nails still manicured, and wanted to ask where these goods came from.
But the words got stuck in his throat.
It's best not to bring up topics unrelated to your character in front of the game's NPCs. Decreasing your role-playing skills is a minor issue, but unexpected and terrifying things could happen...
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