That night, everything was quiet, with only the slightest sound of wind outside the tent.
The goblin was fully awake. He had never slept so soundly before and his whole body was relaxed. He had just pulled out the strange tube from his hand and then he struggled to sit up.
“Gu——”
The goblin rubbed his stomach, he was hungry.
Will people still feel hungry after going to heaven? The goblin was a little confused.
But it was his first time dying, and there was no one who had been to heaven to share their experiences with him, so perhaps, people will still be hungry when they go to heaven?
The goblin didn't know, he only knew that he urgently needed some food to silence his growling stomach.
He had never seen this strange house before, but the small table lamp beside the bed attracted his attention. As soon as his feet touched the ground, he couldn't help but look at the lamp.
Following the slave owner, the goblin had seen some good things, even though he had only seen them from afar.
But he was sure he had never had such a light.
It was neither a kerosene lamp nor a candle. He reached out and touched the round, glowing ball, but he was not burned.
The ball is warm, but not hot enough to touch.
The goblin touched it once, withdrew his hand, and then touched it again.
His lips were slightly stretched, revealing a childish smile that he himself was not aware of.
He must have gone to heaven!
The goblin was absolutely sure of this! Even the slave owner had never seen such a good thing, unless it was from heaven, who would be willing to give it to a goblin? Even if he was sold, it would not be worth this lamp!
He thought carefully and calmly, it turned out that all the suffering he had endured in the past was not in vain, there really is a heaven.
If I had known he was alive I wouldn't have struggled.
Just as the goblin was about to leave the tent to look for the "angel", footsteps were heard outside.
The goblin was startled and subconsciously wanted to find a place to hide. However, there was only one bed in the room and the bed bottom was too narrow for him to get in. The goblin lay back on the bed in a hurry and covered himself with the quilt. After covering his head, he could only hear his own heartbeat and breathing.
The footsteps came closer.
He could feel someone walking into the room, and it made him tremble uncontrollably.
The man seemed to walk to the bed.
The goblin swallowed, and after he finished swallowing, he became even more frightened - he felt that the sound of his swallowing was so loud that it seemed as if the whole world could hear it.
"You're okay." A man's voice came from above my head.
The voice was a little strange and had a slight accent, but the goblin could still hear what the other person was saying.
The man said again: "Get up and eat something. You need nutrition and energy."
The goblin then remembered that he had been "saved", that he had died and was now in heaven, and no one would enslave him, persecute him, or let him starve anymore. This man must be an angel!
So the goblin carefully lifted the quilt, revealing only his eyes, and looked at the man in the dim light.
He was stunned.
The man smiled at him and said, "You've been hungry for too long. You need to nourish your stomach first. Here is goat milk and porridge sprinkled with meat floss. Once your stomach is nourished, you can eat meat."
The goblin looked at the man timidly and whispered, "Are you an angel?"
The man was stunned for a moment, and the goblin asked again: "When can I see the Lord God? Can I be an angel too?"
"Is this the house that the Lord God has allocated to me?" The goblin looked at the man eagerly. "Do I need to work? I can work! Just give me clean meals that fill me up. It doesn't matter if there's no meat."
Ye Zhou looked at the dark-skinned, skinny goblin who looked like a matchstick. He sighed and ruthlessly broke his fantasy: "This is not heaven. You are not dead yet. This is still the town where you... are imprisoned."
The goblin's pupils contracted, and he opened his mouth in disbelief, asking: "How is it possible?! This is impossible! If this is not heaven, then what is this lamp?! And this room! This must be heaven! It must be heaven!"
The goblin muttered these five words again and again. He curled himself up into a ball and covered himself with the quilt again. He refused to communicate with Ye Zhou and refused to accept reality.
He curled up in the quilt, biting his fingers and crying helplessly.
He would rather be dead, so that he could be free from his miserable fate.
As long as he lived, he would either live in hiding, starving, or become a slave again.
He knew that if these adults were nicer to a goblin like him, it must be because they wanted to get more from him!
Ye Zhou did not try to persuade him, as he knew that it would be useless no matter how much he tried to persuade him when the other party was emotional.
So he just put down the goat milk and meat porridge and left the tent.
Leaving the tent, Ye Zhou stood under the night sky. This was the sixth tent he had entered tonight.
The only person who could talk to him smoothly was the goblin just now - even though the goblin was still a little confused, they at least had a conversation.
The other five could only yell and scream, and one of them even spilled the goat milk and porridge.
But Ye Zhou was not angry. He looked up at the night sky, his heart was extremely calm.
Maybe he has seen too many miserable people, so his emotions no longer fluctuate easily.
But this does not mean that Ye Zhou has become numb. He will still sympathize with these people and is still willing to lend a helping hand and teach them how to fish.
But he no longer felt the fear he had when he saw Cao'er and her daughter.
It seems that it is very common for people to become as thin as skeletons.
Ye Zhou sighed and prepared to get another portion of milk porridge to deliver to the next tent.
The employees work in shifts; some of them rest in the dormitory, while others patrol the city and observe if any townspeople run away.
Only Ye Zhou and Zhou Yuanhe have time to take care of these blood slaves.
Zhou Yuanhe was faster than Ye Zhou. Ye Zhou had only looked at six people, but Zhou Yuanhe had already looked at twelve.
The two met at the place where they picked up their food. Zhou Yuanhe said to Ye Zhou weakly, "Boss, I'm dying of exhaustion."
Ye Zhou said mercilessly this time: "You have been resting for most of the day."
Zhou Yuanhe sighed: "I'm not feeling well."
Ye Zhou: "...Okay, you can use this to coax others."
Zhou Yuanhe's health was not bad, and even if it was, it wouldn't be too bad during the journey through the planes.
It’s just that Zhou Yuanhe always appears to be particularly “delicate”.
Although he did not shirk the tasks assigned to him, he always remembered his sickly character and was determined to play this character to the best of his ability.
Zhou Yuanhe sighed again: "Boss, aren't you tired?"
Ye Zhou had already picked up the dinner plate. He shook his head slightly: "I'm not tired."
Zhou Yuanhe asked in surprise: "Why?"
He didn't understand Ye Zhou. He would rather sit than stand, and would rather lie down than sit. His biggest dream in life was to live without working. If he could find someone who was willing to support him, he would let him do anything.
But Ye Zhou is not like that. In his opinion, Ye Zhou is the kind of person who will find something to do even if he has nothing to do.
He seems to have endless energy. Whenever he thinks of something, he does it immediately without any procrastination.
Zhou Yuanhe was a little afraid of such people and didn't understand them, but he also admired them a little, because he knew that even if he was reincarnated again, he couldn't do the same.
Ye Zhou glanced at Zhou Yuanhe, not quite understanding what was so interesting about the question, and said naturally: "It's just a matter of walking a few steps, it's very easy."
Zhou Yuanhe: “…”
He gave Ye Zhou a thumbs up: "As expected of you, you are worthy of being raised..."
Ye Zhou didn't hear clearly: "What? What did you raise?"
Zhou Yuanhe said quickly: "You are worthy of being the one who raised Sarah!"
Ye Zhou gave him a strange look: "Sarah is not diligent at all."
"As long as she is not given something to do, she will never ask." Ye Zhou felt a headache when he thought of Sarah's future. "She also likes to lie on the sofa and eat candy. Every time, the candy residue falls down. I have told her so many times, but she won't change."
He finally understood why parents were so nagging.
There are only two reasons why parents don't nag: one is that they don't care, and the other is that they are lazier than their children.
Ye Zhou frowned and looked at Zhou Yuanhe: "She didn't learn it from you, did she?"
Zhou Yuanhe: "...Boss, that's not the way to pass the buck. Why can't it be something she was born with?"
Ye Zhou was silent for a while, then walked away with the plate without saying a word.
Zhou Yuanhe stood there looking at Ye Zhou's back and wiped his face.
He could only persuade himself that Ye Zhou was not the unreasonable "parent". It must be that Sarah was too miserable now, and the boss was so stimulated by her miserable situation that he lost his normal mind.
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Sarah sat on the bench, she raised her head and stared at Zou Ming who was standing next to her.
"You don't like me." Sarah looked at Zou Ming and said.
Zou Ming never treated Sarah as a child, so he didn't say anything and just agreed.
Sarah didn't care: "I don't like you either."
Zou Ming looked away.
Sarah: "How long have you been with him? Who are you to him? A son?"
Zou Ming: “…”
For the first time, the calm expression on his face showed signs of collapsing.
Sarah thought about it again and said, "No, the human race is not like us. He can't give birth to a son as old as you."
Zou Ming felt that if he talked to Sarah, he must be stupid. He made up his mind that no matter what Sarah said, he would pretend to hear it.
"I like him very much." Sarah stood on a chair. "Cao'er said he is like a father and a mother."
"I don't want my mother anymore. She is not a good mother."
She said to Zou Ming provocatively: "I want him to be my mother. I will protect him and treat him well."
Zou Ming finally couldn't help but say: "Men can't be mothers."
Sarah didn't care: "Then it's father, anything is fine."
Zou Ming: "I'll go over there and take a look."
After saying that, he left Chen Shu to Sarah and went to patrol the other side.
Zou Ming has seen all kinds of Sarahs, self-righteous ones, those who compete for favor and are spoiled, and those who pretend to be pitiful in front of Ye Zhou. But this is the first time he has seen such a "stupid" one. He feels that talking to her is a waste of life and all he says is nonsense.
Sarah looked at Chen Shu again.
Chen Shu took a step back.
She really can't keep up with Sarah's train of thought!!
Chen Shu laughed awkwardly: "Well, do you want a lollipop?"
Let her go! She is just a little bodyguard and doesn't want to get involved in their "love, hate and hatred".
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