Marfa continent, late winter of the 323rd year of the New Civil Calendar, Domon County, Chris County, Uganda Province, Northern Kingdom.

Duomeng County is a typical mountainous county. Agriculture depends entirely on the flat land around the river valley. Every year, under the attacks of various beasts and monsters in the mountains, some people can barely maintain a normal life. The largest source of income for Duomeng County is the mines. Most young and strong men, as long as they have a little strength, will work in the mines distributed around.

Domon County is the only county in Chris County that has no nearby towns. There is only an isolated city standing in the valley, surrounded by mountains. The mountains are basically all mines, and roads extend from the city gate into the mountains.

At the entrance of the Bianchi Mine, Dolai got up from the ground painfully, looking at the backs of Odo and the others who had snatched the three Marfa copper coins from his pocket, and he exhaled lightly, without regret or resentment, because there were still two Marfa copper coins left in his pocket, which were enough for him to live for a day. His tattered clothes were covered with dirt, and he looked like a dirt monkey.

Every morning he would come to the Bianchi Mine to smash rocks. From morning till night, because of his thinness, he could only earn five Marfa copper coins, which was basically only one-fifth of the income of an adult. After a day of eating dust in the mine, three copper coins were robbed when he came back at night. It was impossible for Dolai not to feel resentful. However, he was alone, while Odo had several gangsters under his command. He was also the son of Sam, a small manager in the mine. If he fought back and beat Odo, he would lose his job. He still relied on these copper coins to survive.

Sighing and brushing the dirt off his clothes, Dolai rubbed his arm which was a little painful from being kicked, and walked towards his nest with heavy steps.

The home was left to him by his father, who was also a miner. He contracted pneumoconiosis two years ago and died in pain. After his father's death, his mother disappeared one night, leaving him alone. He barely survived by living in the mine every day.

Now it has been two years. The once lively and happy Dolai has long since died, leaving only the barely surviving Dolai with a numb expression.

He is twelve years old this year. Logically speaking, he should be of school age, but there are no schools for him to go to.

The Bianchi Mine is some distance away from the city, and there is a market on the way. The miners buy some food here after get off work every day and then go home. This market is also the largest market near the Bianchi Mine.

Dolai came back a little late because he was robbed by Oddo. There was no one on the road and it was very quiet. Only when he passed the market could he feel the hustle and bustle.

As soon as he entered the market, a man came towards him, came to Duolai, patted Duolai on the shoulder, and said in a low and tired voice, "Don't think too much, go back and have a good rest, you still have to work tomorrow."

Dole looked at the man, said nothing, and just nodded.

This is his partner who works with him. His name is Duodu Olemu. He is 30 years old and has two sons who are four or five years old. His whole family depends on his job for a living.

After Duodu left, Duolai dragged his tired steps to the stall he often visited, carefully took out a copper coin, handed it to the aunt selling rice, and said, "Three rice balls."

The aunt looked at Duolai without much expression, took the copper coin, put it in the drawer of the counter, then quickly wrapped three vegetable dumplings and handed them to Duolai.

Duolai lowered his head, stretched out his hands to take the vegetable ball, and said, "Thank you." His hands were shaking at this time because he was hungry.

The aunt didn't say anything because she was busy and had other people to attend to.

Duolai came out of the stall with a vegetable dumpling in his hand. He unwrapped the dumpling tremblingly, then took one and took a quick bite.

Vegetable balls don't have much nutritional value, but they are the only most affordable thing Dolai can buy.

There were three vegetable balls, and he had to eat two before he felt a little full. There was still one left, which he was going to give to a dog he had picked up these two days.

Dolai felt like he was crazy these days. He was almost starving to death and he actually had the mood to sympathize with a dog.

But it was also strange. When Dolai saw the dog for the first time, he felt a strange feeling in his heart. He wanted to raise the dog and keep it alive, even if he only let it eat one meal a day.

There is hope only if you keep living. This is what my father often said when he was alive.

Dolai lived in the slums of Duomeng City, not far from the city gate. When you enter the city gate, you can see a lot of low, dilapidated and even dilapidated houses on the left side of the avenue. This is the famous slum. Garbage, sewage, and dirt can be seen everywhere on the ground. It looks dirty. No one cares about this place. There are hungry poor people everywhere. Even thieves rarely come here.

Near the main road, there were rows of women standing at the door, posing and flirting. These women were not very pretty, but they were easy to feed, often only five copper coins a night, very cheap. Those women often stretched out their white thighs to Dolai, but Dolai would not even look at them. He himself could not even get enough to eat, let alone help others, so he could only watch from the door to satisfy his eyes.

When he got back to the house and opened the door, a dog with three stripes of gray, yellow and black came out happily, licked Dolai's hand, and wagged its tail. Dolai threw the vegetable ball to him.

"Odo, go eat."

He named the dog Oddo, and was quite excited. He wondered what Oddo's expression would be when he heard this.

Oddo took a look at the vegetable ball, seemed to hesitate for a moment, then picked it up in one bite and limped towards the room, swaying his butt and wagging his tail happily as he walked.

The room was dim and there was no light. Dolai walked to his bed and lay down directly. He felt sleepy and in less than a second, he began to snore.

Not long after, Otto limped over from the corner. This time he didn't wag his tail. His eyes were full of scrutiny and solemnity. Looking at the sleeping Otto, the dog's face was filled with complex emotions.

"I never thought that my hellhound Baal could survive on a few vegetable balls. This world is truly amazing. This guy only eats this little a day, and he wants to share some with me. This demon dog is really touched. Forget it, I'll stay here for a while, and leave after I recover 10% of my strength. This kid is destined to be with me, so I can give him some benefits."

The hellhound turned around, looked around the room, and shook his head.

A small room, a bed, and no usable furniture in the house. This is Dolai's home. Moreover, thieves visit from time to time, which makes things difficult for this child.

Although he felt a little uncomfortable after living here for a few days, Oddo felt that he could not leave yet because he still owed the child something.

Yes, without those broken vegetable balls, I probably wouldn’t be able to survive.

He felt a little annoyed. If it wasn't for that bitch, how could he have lost to the three-tailed fox and almost died? Damn it, how could he make such a low-level mistake? If it wasn't for Dolai picking him up, he would probably have really died.

When thinking about this, the hellhound's face was filled with mixed emotions.

Seeing Dole sleeping soundly, the hellhound Oddo opened his mouth and sprayed out a colorful light, flying towards Dole's brain.

The light was very small, only the size of a thumb, and after it hit Dolai's forehead, it quickly disappeared.

…

Dolai didn't know what was going on these days. He had the same dream every day. In his dream, he turned into a gentleman wearing strange clothes. He could use a kind of fire with his gestures to burn to death every evil creature he could see. This feeling was strong and strange, but also very powerful.