Chapter 168 The Forgotten Past When
Valk opened his eyes again, he was awakened by pain.
A strange child of the same age rode on him, pinched his philtrum with one hand, and pressed his neck with the other hand, making him extremely uncomfortable.
Seeing him wake up, the other party seemed a little surprised, with a little panic in his eyes, but he still endured it.
"You woke up."
"I saw you lying in the snow outside, so I brought you back." He let go of his hand and stood up.
"Ahem..." Covering his red and painful neck and philtrum, Valk struggled to stand up and looked around. This was a temporary triangular shed, surrounded by worn-out clothes and blankets. Although dirty, it was still much warmer than the ice and snow outside.
"Thank you." Valk's voice was also weak because he was very hungry. "
It's okay." After that, the two were silent for a long time.
"My name is Valk, what about you?" Finally, Valk couldn't help asking.
"Me?" The boy opposite paused, his eyes wandered around, and finally stopped at the outer packaging of a discarded can.
"My name is Grid." Grid is the name of a low-quality beer.
Knowing that this might be a temporary name, Valk did not expose it. He no longer had the energy to care about such a small matter.
The two continued to sit in the shed until it gradually darkened outside.
Suddenly, Grid raised his head and looked outside. There was a gap in the curtain there, and the wind and snow outside could be vaguely seen.
"It's time." He said this and slowly stood up.
"What time is it?" Valk was puzzled.
"Food. It's time to get food." Grid explained, with a bit of spirit in his eyes.
"Follow me." Then he lifted the curtain and walked out of the shed.
The two walked in the snow one after the other, through the wilderness, and gradually came to a ruin. There were collapsed and rusty buildings everywhere, which were obviously the traces left by the mining fever.
After losing maintenance, these buildings were exposed to the corrosive poisonous rain, and they were damaged day by day, becoming ruins that could collapse at any time. Even vagrants would not easily live in them.
After walking for nearly 40 minutes, the two finally arrived at a remote town. This should be a rest stop on the highway for transporting minerals. Drivers often stop here to take a shower, have a good sleep, and eat something hot and delicious.
"Listen carefully, the restaurant over there will be closed soon, and the waiters inside will throw the garbage into the trash can 100 meters away from the store. There must be something edible in it."
"So we go and get it, right." Valk quickly understood.
"That's right, but it's not just us who are eyeing these things, there are others as well." Grid warned.
"Let's join forces, so we can all have food, understand?"
"Understood." Valk nodded.
"Very good, let's go find something handy now." Grid took Valk to the ruins on the street, in one corner of which there were sticks and scrap metal that he had hidden before.
Although the two were very weak, they felt a little more confident after holding the cold iron.
Time passed slowly, and after half an hour, a clerk walked out of the store with a garbage bag.
They stared at the clerk until he threw away the garbage and left.
"Now." After saying that, Grid and Valk ran over there quickly, but because of hunger and weakness, they began to pant after a few steps and slowed down.
At this moment, another figure rushed out from the corner. He arrived at the trash can first, searched for something inside, and then took out something edible and stuffed it into his mouth.
"Hurry up, or he will finish it." Grid urged again, and the two had to speed up.
Soon, the man heard the sound and turned around. Valk also saw his appearance clearly. He had a face like a horse monkey, with loose and dark eye bags on his face, messy hair, black mud under his nails, and a strange smell all over his body.
"Wakaka--" He seemed to be unable to speak, but only shouted randomly.
At this time, Grid had already rushed forward and hit the opponent with an iron bar, leaving a red mark and making the opponent scream in pain.
However, the opponent began to resist at this time. He grabbed the iron bar and tried to take it away, and then grabbed Grid.
Seeing this, Grid was shocked and frightened, but he did not dare to let go of the iron bar, because once the opponent got the weapon, he and his partner would definitely not be able to beat this adult tonight.
"Quick! Go!" Grid endured the opponent's nails and shouted hurriedly.
Valk no longer hesitated at this time, and then rushed forward and hit the opponent on the head with a stick, making the opponent scream in pain again.
Grid, who received assistance, also held the iron bar tightly, broke free from the opponent's control, and attacked again.
Under the siege of the two, the thin homeless man had to run away and finally gave up the trash can.
After driving away the competitors, the two sat on the ground panting, looking at the leftovers scattered on the ground, and couldn't help showing a happy smile on their faces.
That day, the two shared this rare delicacy, and then began to travel together. During the period, they fought wits and courage with other homeless people, wild dogs, and low-level self-discipline units, and finally survived in this wilderness.
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"What a touching past." Patridge wiped his tears and sighed about Valk's past hardships.
After saying that, he sniffed, then walked aside, picked up a cup and drank water, and then he calmed down.
"I grew up in the South District 1, and I didn't expect that there would be such a difficult wilderness environment on the Emerald Skirt." Patridge sighed. He used to think that eating a T5-level meal was the most difficult life, but he didn't expect that there would be people who would eat garbage.
"Although the Four-Leaf Crystal Star Region is not wealthy, there is still no problem in maintaining the most basic living of residents."
"Industrial products have become cheaper, but they are still needed. They can also provide a lot of jobs, making the Emerald Skirt generally stable."
"Then how did you obtain federal resident status? This is not simple."
"I have to thank Pastor Boyce for his help. He took me to the home of the elder who abandoned me. I gave him a sum of money and asked him to recognize and testify, and then went to the Archives Bureau to confirm my identity."
"Although my mother abandoned me, fortunately she left a genetic sample in the Federal Gene Database. After verification, it was confirmed that I was her descendant, so it was much easier to pass the review."
"That's true." Patrick touched the cup and thought carefully.
"The Federation has the strictest review of bloodlines of unknown origin. If your parents are originally residents of the Federation, then the review will be relaxed a lot."
"I'll do a test on your genes later. Maybe I can find out which generation of humans who immigrated to the Emerald Skirt are your descendants."
"Historically, there have been three major periods of population expansion in the Emerald Skirt. The earliest batch was basically elves. They were the ones who responded to the will of the 'Golden Flame Rose' and went to various desolate planets to open up and transform the environment."
"The second batch was the early days after the transformation of the Emerald Skirt was completed. The environment here has gradually become suitable for living. Many people have migrated from all over the Federation. Among them are humans and a small number of orcs. They are often people who were originally wandering and could not integrate into the local environment, so they came to this new environment to open up."
"The third batch was the civil war more than 400 years ago. At that time, this place was an important military-industrial planet. A large number of factories were built here, and many workers and technicians were needed. So the Federation transferred personnel from various star fields to transport them here."
"Times have changed. There are very few elves on the planet now. Those important military-industrial groups at that time have also relocated under the arrangement of the Federal Parliament..."
"It's really touching. If those military-industrial groups stayed, the Four-Leaf Crystal Star Region would probably be extremely powerful."
"But this kind of thing is just a thought. With so many powerful military-industrial giants gathered together, the upper echelons of the Federation will never feel at ease. It is inevitable that they will be split and transferred after the war."
"The rise and fall of the Four-Leaf Crystal Star Region is just one of the sequelae of that protracted war. We can only wait for time to slowly heal these problems."
"However, the management of poisonous rain and the problems of the lower-class population are still difficult to solve. It may not be that the upper echelons do not know the solution, but that some people do not want to do it."
"Why don't you want to solve it? If there were no such problems, the Jade Skirt should be much better." Valk was puzzled.
Patrich glanced at the strong young man on the hospital bed and did not answer directly, but slowly drank the tea.
"Yes, it is a hardship for some people, but it is a blessing for some people."
"When it rains, the umbrella sellers should be very happy."
(End of this chapter)
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