Chapter 158: The first step against darkness.
Inexplicably mistaken for the God of Flowers, Sheng Ran quickly waved her hands and helped the orc who was kneeling in front of her up with a sense of guilt.
Her language skills were limited, and when she got anxious, she couldn't say anything.
Yun Ling felt a little uncomfortable when he saw this.
"Brother, I'm afraid I'll disappoint you." Yun Ling helped support him. "We can't do anything about the plague here. The God of Flowers you mentioned is the one we've been searching for all this time."
He looked at the orcs who were at their wit's end and said regretfully, "It's a pity that I haven't been able to find out any more information."
Sheng Ran nodded helplessly. Although she had special healing abilities, she had no confidence that she could cure the Black Death at this level of spread.
The only solution, perhaps, is to look forward to the God of Flowers coming back to the world.
After he finished speaking, the atmosphere around him dropped several degrees. Everyone fell silent, almost falling into despair.
Sheng Ran couldn't stand such a depressing environment, so she cheered up and raised a gentle curve at the corners of her lips.
"Don't worry..." She looked at the orcs around her with relief, "During this period, I will come to the west of the city frequently to see everyone and bring some food."
This is the best she can do.
The orcs came out of their loss and felt a warmth in their hearts.
In fact, these were not Sheng Ran's responsibilities and obligations. They were already grateful that she could help everyone so much today.
Even if she is not the Goddess of Flowers, in the hearts of the orcs, she is already a female who is on par with gods.
"Fairy, we will never forget your great kindness!"
"Yes, the powerful people in Central City don't care about us, but there are still kind people like you who are willing to help us. It finally makes us believe in the true love in this world!"
"Your words are enough. Just take good care of yourself in the future!"
Sheng Ran looked at them and thanked them one by one, feeling sad and touched.
No matter which world, there are many people who work hard to live.
She could only do her best and help as much as she could in the present.
Sheng Ran thought about it and bought some storable food from other vendors and distributed it to the group of orcs.
Yun Ling stood beside Sheng Ran, watching her bend down to hand a cake to an old lady, and watching her smilingly instruct the child to "eat slowly", a familiar sour feeling suddenly surged in her heart.
He remembered that when he was a child, he would curl up on a cliff or a tall tree like this.
He was almost starving to death before he finally mustered up the courage to go to the city to beg.
I almost froze to death in the winter, and was covered with pustules from mosquito bites in the summer.
At that time, he wished there was someone, like Sheng Ran now, who could hand him a bowl of hot porridge and a piece of hot pancake.
If only I could meet her at that time.
Yun Ling looked at Sheng Ran's profile. The afterglow of the setting sun fell on her face. Although it was the deepest part of winter, it was as soft as the warm sunshine in early spring.
He wondered if he had met her like this in the beginning, would he not have struggled and resentfully later on, would he not have had to endure so many different looks in the Sheng Mansion, and would he not have had the foolish thought of "turning love to hate" towards her?
From the moment she handed him the bowl of hot porridge, he should have been completely devoted to her and protected her for the rest of his life.
"What are you daydreaming about?" After Sheng Ran finished the last portion, she turned around and saw Yun Ling staring at her.
Yun Ling quickly adjusted his mood and lowered his eyelashes, "Nothing."
Sheng Ran rarely saw him in a daze, so she couldn't help but smile and reached out to touch Yun Ling's arm. "Go back, it's getting late."
Yun Ling came back to his senses, suppressed the turmoil in his heart, nodded, and reached out to hold her hand.
His hands were stronger than usual, but very steady, as if he wanted to hold the warmth tightly in his hands and never let go.
The two walked side by side towards the inn. The orcs around them said goodbye to them and accompanied them all the way to the alley entrance.
The huge central city was gradually shrouded in darkness, but the light in the eyes of the orcs holding hot food shone like stars in the hearts of Sheng Ran and Yun Ling.
Sheng Ran knew that this little bit of goodwill alone could not change the plight of the west side of the city, nor could it resolve the crisis of the Black Death.
But at least she did what she could - and this "what she could do" might be the first step in fighting the darkness.
On the day of the Saint's birthday party, the central city was even more lively than the previous few days.
Sheng Ran, wearing a light gray veil, walked on the main street holding Huai Jun's hand. Yun Ling and Zhu Jiuyin followed beside them. The four of them were particularly eye-catching in the bustling crowd.
——It’s not because of the gorgeous clothes, but the quietness that is incompatible with the hustle and bustle around.
The lanterns on both sides of the street were replaced with gilded-edged ones, and bright yellow satin hung from the city walls, fluttering in the wind, with delicate floral and bird patterns embroidered on them.
Every few steps, maids in uniform would hold flower baskets and scatter fresh petals among the crowd.
As soon as Sheng Ran went out, she smelled the floral fragrance in the air. It was the orchid flowers that she had kept fresh.
Seeing them again was in such a scene.
The petals fell to the ground and were quickly crushed into pieces by the passing orcs, but no one cared.
It seems that these flowers and plants that symbolize vitality are just cheap props used to decorate this feast.
All the shops on the roadside opened their doors, with signs saying "Celebrating the Birthday of the Saint" placed at the doors, and expensive jewelry and gorgeous clothes displayed on the counters.
The guys shouted at the top of their lungs, trying to attract the noble orcs to come to the banquet.
But Sheng Ran noticed that most of the shop assistants looked tired, with subtle fatigue hidden in the corners of their eyes and eyebrows.
I guess he had to stay up all night to prepare for this birthday party, without even having time to breathe.
"These petals...if given to people in the west of the city, they can be used as a medicine."
Zhu Jiuyin muttered softly. He had heard Sheng Ran talk about the Black Death in the west of the city yesterday. Looking at the crushed petals on the ground, he couldn't help but feel sorry.
For thousands of years, the God of Flowers has not appeared, but the flower seeds from that time are still there.
He used the sea of magna flowers to purify the plague. This time, for the Black Death, perhaps the petals of magna flowers can be used as a medicine to try on the people in the west of the city.
Sheng Ran remained silent and just held Huai Jun's hand tightly.
The faint warmth from his fingertips could be felt, but it couldn't suppress the depression in my heart.
The more extravagant the city center is, the more shocking the poverty of the west side becomes.
Sheng Ran still couldn't figure out how much manpower and resources a birthday party would take up.
How many ordinary orcs will have to pay the price for this luxury?
Yun Ling seemed to sense her emotions, slowed down his pace, and quietly stood beside her, blocking out the curious glances from the people around him.
"Master, we're almost at the Glazed Palace. Don't let these things affect your mood."
Sheng Ran nodded and looked up.
Not far away, a palace made entirely of colored glaze stands in the sun.
The glazed tiles reflect colorful light, like a fantasy world built with treasures.
That is the Glass Palace.
The former treasure house has now become a private banquet venue for Sheng Jieyue to show off her privileges.
A sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of Sheng Ran's lips.
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