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The poor living in the slums do not have the habit of eating breakfast.

The main thing is that I can’t afford it. It’s not bad to have two meals a day. It’s common to have one meal for a day.

They are not like adventurers who can rely on hunting to obtain food. In the wild, they cannot beat the lowest-level monsters. They can only operate in safe urban areas, or on the main traffic roads where monsters and beasts rarely approach.

Those who belong to the poor like Adam are in good condition, at least they can transport goods by carriage, and if they are lucky, they can make more money.

But this line is not so easy!

As soon as he left the house and was about to board the carriage, he saw several adult men with fierce faces, also dressed in poor clothes, with daggers in their hands.

Adam turned back subconsciously and wanted to hide in the room, but was quickly stopped by them.

"Hey! It's time to pay!" The leader narrowed his eyes, "You don't want to run away, do you?"

"No... Of course not!" Adam faced them, his voice trembling.

There is a group of guys in the slum who like to get something for nothing. They all get together like a small gang and live on "protection fees".

Those who wanted to rob Ren before were also members, and most of the people living in the slums were afraid of them.

The rulers of Storm City seem to have forgotten that there is a slum in the city. Basically, regardless of what happens inside, the guards in the city rarely approach, so this "gang" is unscrupulous.

In fact, it is the class concept of the aristocracy. In the eyes of those in power, ordinary people are still individuals, but the "parasites" in the slums are like beasts. No one cares about their lives and lives, and it is enough to keep these "parasites" in the city. Great mercy.

Therefore, people in the slums will not report to the crime if they are robbed. Even if they report the crime, it is useless. If they come back, they may be retaliated by the "gang" and lose their lives!

At least half of the money Adam earned was taken away by this "gang", but there was no way to resist and no way to escape.

Even if you drive a carriage to other cities, you can only live in slums, and there will be other "gangs" there. Even in unfamiliar environments, you will be directly killed by local people who don't like you, and no one will help you. Reversal.

So Adam obediently took out the money he earned yesterday, and took half of it and gave it to the other party.

After the other party got the money, he patted Adam on the head, satisfied with his cooperation, and walked to the next victim.

"Hey~" When the other party left, Adam couldn't help sighing. Even though I've gotten used to it, I still feel uncomfortable.

Would love to get out of the ghetto if I could.

It's a pity that there are official records. No matter where you go, you will have the identity mark of the poor. Unless you bribe the registrar or make great contributions to Storm City, you will have the opportunity to become ordinary people.

The problem is that in the slums, it is absolutely impossible to make enough money to bribe the registrar!

As for making a huge contribution to Storm City? What can a poor man do?

Can only barely survive, this is a class-clear world!

In order to earn money for food, even if he was forced to pay the "protection fee", Adam got out of the car in a bad mood early in the morning and hurriedly took the job.

Get on the carriage and prepare to set off. It was fine at first, and there was no abnormality.

After walking for a while, I felt that the left wheel seemed to be a little loose, and the car became unstable.

These are all experiences. After driving for so long, Adam can quickly judge from a subtle problem and find the crux.

Cars are broken and repaired by hand.

Stop quickly and go to the left to check. It is not surprising that the wheels are loose.

"What is this?" Kneeling the wheel with a tool skillfully, Adam, who was kneeling on the ground, found something stuck to the bottom of the car.

Drilled down to the bottom and looked at it closely, and there was a note hidden in a rather hidden position, which was nailed with an iron nail.

Adam showed a puzzled expression, how could there be a note under the carriage? who put it? when?

With so many people in contact every day, he can't judge.

Quickly took out the paper, and after opening it, I found that the two were stacked together.

Both have words, one is for himself, and the other is for the members of the Huaxia Hero Squad. The signature is "Ren Hooper", and the time is the day the two met on the road when they were driving their carriages.

"Strange! When did he hide the note under it?" Adam's face was full of question marks, wondering if he just drove the carriages at the same time, what method did Ren use to do this without knowing it?

Or, did he sneak into the slum that night and hid the note under the car while he was sleeping?

Why did he do this?

To find out the situation, Adam opened the note with his name on it.

He didn't know many words. There used to be an old man who lived nearby and had nothing to eat. He used to eat a few times in the past. The old man is a good man. He not only gave him food, but also used his spare time to teach him to read. Unfortunately, he fell ill and died.

Fortunately, the content on the note is simple, and by inferring the words you know, you can also understand the general meaning.

Ren told Adam on a note that as an exile, he encountered various situations at any time. After coming to Storm City, only Adam and the members of the Huaxia Heroes team got along well. If something really happened one day and it was inconvenient for him to show up, he would ask Adam to help deliver a note, which must be handed over to the members of the Huaxia Hero Squad. In order to thank Adam, he had hidden money somewhere in the city in advance and let him dig it out by himself. There are specific locations and simple pictures on the back of the note.

Adam didn't doubt the content and time on the note. He really thought that Ren had hidden it under the car very early, and he still felt guilty for taking so long to find out, would it ruin his business?

Ren is still very good. It may be because of the exiles. He is also discriminated against in Storm City, so he can chat with himself. However, he is stronger than himself, can become an adventurer, has enough strength, and even has an adventure team.

So Adam put away the note and got in the car quickly.

He didn't read the note written by Ren to the members of the Huaxia Hero Squad, and rushed to the Adventurer's Association as quickly as possible to ask where the members of the Huaxia Hero Squad were.

When I found out that they were all in the hotel, they hurriedly drove to the hotel.

When they arrived at the hotel, they found Billy, Taylor and others, and quickly handed over the note to explain the cause and effect clearly.

Billy and others were quite surprised, and took the note to check the content. It turned out that Renne wrote it "in advance", telling them that in a "special situation", they could go to the castle and hope to meet, and he would wait for everyone there.

Clearly, this is a "special situation"!

Although Colin blocked the news, as an adventurer, he could still obtain important information through the association. He knew that the eldest Miss of the Jimenez family, Charlotte, ran away from home, but ordinary people could not find out. No one dared to leak it. Everyone was afraid of Jimenez. This behemoth.

They also heard that Ren's "base" in the Warcraft Forest had become "ruined" and had been "empty". Obviously, the Jimenez family is also looking for him!

The team members thanked Adam and decided to go to Hope Castle immediately.

Adam delivered the note and finally felt relieved. When I went back and compared the location and image provided by Ren, I found a clay pot under a tree, with 10 silver coins hidden in it.

Adam was overjoyed, and quickly hid them, saying in his heart that they would not be known by others, and kept the money secretly by himself.

"Brother Shen!"

"Um!"

Shen Changqing was walking on the road, and when he met someone he knew, he would say hello or nod to each other.

But no matter who.

Everyone's face has no superfluous expressions, as if they are very indifferent to everything.

to this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Ministry of Suppression, it is an organization that maintains the stability of Daqin. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.

It can be said.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone had a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The town magic department is very big.

Those who can stay in the Town Demon Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Suppressing Demon Division is divided into two occupations, one is the guardian, and the other is the exorcist.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts from the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then he was promoted step by step, and finally he was expected to become a guardian envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest-ranked slayer.

He has the memory of his predecessor~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He is also very familiar with the environment of the Town Demon Division.

It didn't take too long, Shen Changqing stopped in front of an attic.

Different from other places full of chills in the Demon Suppression Division, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different tranquility in the **** Suppression Demon Division.

At this time, the door to the attic was open, and occasionally people came in and out.

Shen Changqing just hesitated for a moment, then stepped inside.

Enter the attic.

Circumstances have changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with a faint smell of blood rushed towards his face, causing his brows to instinctively wrinkle, but it quickly relaxed.

There is almost no way to clean the **** smell of everyone in Zhen Mosi.