Chapter 157: The God of Flowers Shows Mercy
The old orc looked at the copper coin and then looked at Sheng Ran's sincere eyes.
He nodded slowly, filled two bowls of porridge, and handed over two multi-grain cakes.
"The ingredients are simple, but they are guaranteed to be fresh and clean! You can eat them with confidence."
Sheng Ran took the bowl of porridge, and when her fingertips touched the warm ceramic bowl, she felt more at ease.
"Father-in-law..." She was about to drink when she suddenly remembered something and asked, "I saw a lot of people just now... who seemed to be sick. What's going on?"
The old orc sighed and said in a low voice: "It's the Black Death."
"It started spreading in the west of the city a while ago. People who got sick turned black all over, couldn't breathe, and died in a few days. The government didn't care, and the Shengci Mansion was busy holding banquets. We poor people can only bear it on our own..."
——The Black Death?!
Sheng Ran's pupils suddenly contracted, and her voice got stuck in her throat because of shock.
This name sounds so familiar, she always feels like she has heard it somewhere.
Too many things happened in the beast world, and the memories that belonged to her and those that did not belong to her were mixed together, and Sheng Ran gradually couldn't tell them apart.
But this is definitely not the first time this symptom has appeared.
[This is the information I got from Yuhua City earlier.]
The system provides timely reminders to help her recall accurately.
[The flower transporter from the Jiuyao Chamber of Commerce said that a thousand years ago, there was also a plague of the Black Death in the Beast World! It was the God of Flowers who appeared at that time and purified the world with a sea of flowers, saving the people of the Beast World!]
[The west side of the central city actually harbors such a hidden danger! As the center of power, the Beast King and the Holy Female are not aware of this? Why don't they take any measures?]
When Sheng Ran heard the system mention it, she suddenly realized it. Her lips tightened, her eyebrows furrowed, and she pondered for a while.
No, they know.
[It is because of this that Sheng Jieyue wants to use the name of the Messenger of the God of Flowers to make the people more submissive to her.]
At this moment, she finally understood why Sheng Jieyue specifically wanted to send Yulanhua to the central city.
It is also claimed that this is "the flower favored by God" and must be used for sacrifices to pray for God's protection.
She has time to create such gimmicks, why doesn't she think of practical solutions to solve people's livelihood problems?
Sheng Ran looked at the porridge in the bowl and suddenly lost her appetite, feeling heavy in her heart.
The lanterns in the city center were still lit, and preparations for the Saint's birthday party were still in full swing.
But the orcs here are struggling on the brink of life and death, and even a hot meal has become a luxury.
"Girl, what's wrong? Is it not tasty?" The old orc looked at Sheng Ran nervously, his face flushed with embarrassment.
Although the west side of the city is called the "civilian area", the orcs in the central city all know that this is a real "slum".
It is rare to see a female dressed so neatly and cleanly as Sheng Ran.
Sure enough, she must be a young lady from a wealthy family who came here on a whim.
"If you are not used to it, please don't force yourself." The old orc kindly gave him a way out.
Sheng Ran quickly shook her head, picked up the multi-grain cake and took a bite.
Although the cake was rough, it had the fragrance of grain and no smell of mold, and it was obviously carefully preserved.
She took another sip of the wild vegetable porridge. The porridge was very thick and the wild vegetables were washed clean without any mud or sand.
"It tastes great." Sheng Ran smiled at the old orc, and the sincerity in her eyes made the old orc stunned.
He has been setting up a stall in the west of the city for so many years, and even if there are well-dressed orcs passing by, they either think the place is dirty or the food is coarse.
Sheng Ran was the first one who not only didn't dislike it but also ate it with relish on the spot.
"I'm glad the girl doesn't mind." A long-lost smile appeared on the old orc's dark face, and he talked more.
"Although we're poor in the west of the city, the food we eat is clean. The Black Death is raging, so who dares not pay attention to hygiene? If the disease spreads again, we really won't be able to survive."
Sheng Ran nodded, took out a few copper coins and made a ten.
She turned her head to look at Yun Ling and gave him a look.
Yun Ling understood and said, "Father, give us ten more multi-grain cakes and ten bowls of porridge, wrapped in clean leaves."
The old orc was really surprised this time: "You bought so much?"
Sheng Ran pointed at the beggar who was huddled in the corner not far away.
Yun Ling was like her messenger, helping to say, "My wife wants to share it with the person next to her."
They just ate something to fill their stomachs, but these dying orcs needed food to maintain basic vital signs.
These orcs seemed to need food more than they did.
The old orc was stunned for a long time before he quickly nodded and deftly wrapped the cake with fresh broad leaves.
He then poured the porridge into a clean ceramic pot, strung it up with a straw rope, and handed it to Sheng Ran.
Seeing this, Yun Ling silently took most of the things and only left one or two in Sheng Ran's hands to avoid tiring her.
Sheng Ran carried a bowl of porridge and walked up to the nearest beggar.
He was a young boy who was so thin that only skin and bones were left. He was holding a dying little animal in his arms. It must be his younger brother or sister.
Seeing Sheng Ran coming over, the boy shrank back in fear, his eyes full of vigilance.
"...Don't be afraid, this is for you." Sheng Ran handed the bowl of porridge over, her voice very soft, "Drink it while it's hot."
The boy looked at the bowl of porridge she handed over, then looked into her eyes, which contained no malicious intent.
After hesitating for a long time, he slowly stretched out his trembling hand and took the bowl.
He didn't drink it immediately. Instead, he scooped a spoonful and fed it to the little animal in his arms. He watched the little animal lick it in small sips, then he drank it carefully, his eyes gradually turning red.
With the first one, the people behind him also relaxed their vigilance.
Sheng Ran and Yun Ling distributed the cakes and porridge one by one. The beggars in the corner held the hot porridge and hot cakes and thanked them repeatedly. Some older orcs even bowed to Sheng Ran.
The old orc stood behind the stall, watching this scene, tears welling up in his cloudy eyes.
He had lived for most of his life, and this was the first time he had seen such a scene in the west of the city.
A "noble man" dressed in clean clothes does not despise the coarse food of the poor, and even shares the food with the lowest beggars. This kindness is warmer than the lanterns in the city center.
He could observe that this female had some difficulty in expressing herself in language and always wore a veil, which actually seemed a bit strange to him when he first met her.
But now I am truly grateful to her. I have never seen a female as kind-hearted as her.
Just then, a gust of evening breeze blew, lifting Sheng Ran's veil, revealing her beautiful and delicate eyebrows and eyes.
Her eyes were as bright as stars, and her skin was so fair that it glowed softly even in the dim alley.
The orcs around also saw this scene and stopped eating voraciously.
Several children said in childish voices, "She looks like a fairy in a painting, and she even shares food with us!"
"The fairy has descended to earth!"
"Is this the God of Flowers? Daddy said he can cure us from the Black Death!"
At first, they just thought it was just the innocent talk of a few children, but when they heard the "God of Flowers", a glimmer of hope seemed to ignite in everyone's heart.
It is better to believe it exists than to believe it does not!
What if this beautiful and kind-hearted female is really the goddess of flowers who has descended to earth?
An orc fell to his knees with a thud and said to Sheng Ran, "God of Flowers, have mercy! Please, save us!"
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