A Beta boy working part-time in another world

The news of Shulami's safe return quickly reached Gladys' ears.

She didn't care about her image and ran to the door and hugged her children.

"Shulami, baby, are you okay?"

Shulami hugged Gladys back.

"I'm sorry, mom. I didn't mean to do that. I was pushed away by the crowd. It has nothing to do with Marcia and Niecy. Mom, please don't punish them, okay?"

"Okay, you have the final say."

Gladys was not overwhelmed by worry. Since her daughter had asked for mercy, she naturally would not pursue the responsibility for the matter.

After bringing the child back to the house, Gladys asked the doctor to check the child carefully, and was relieved only after confirming that the child only had minor abrasions on his hands.

After the doctor left, Shulami grabbed Gladys' sleeve.

"What's wrong, baby?" Gladys sat on the bed and looked at her daughter.

"Mom, do you know about the Cannibal Street?"

Shulami's words made Gladys's face change suddenly.

"Who told you that?"

Seeing her mother's serious expression, Shulami didn't dare to tell the truth.

"I heard from passers-by..."

Gladys's face relaxed. She thought her daughter had met a vagrant and was almost scared to death.

"Baby, remember, you can't go to Cannibal Street. It's very dangerous there. Especially for a kid like you, it's hell."

Now Shulami was even more certain that Muwa had not lied to her.

After Gladys left, Shulami thought about Muwa.

She lived in a dark sewer, without even a soft bed, and even ate smelly food of unknown origin.

"Marcia."

"Miss, what do you want?" The maid came in from the door.

“Is there any food that’s easy to carry?”

"What does the young lady need portable food for?" Marcia said, alert.

"I want to eat in the garden tomorrow, can you pack some for me now?"

"Okay lady."

"Thank you."

Marcia left the room and did not go to the kitchen to prepare immediately, but went to the lady to report the young lady's movements.

Pushing open the door of the study, Marcia saw Gladys and said, "Ma'am, Miss said she wanted to pack some food and take it to the garden to eat tomorrow."

"As long as she doesn't go out, let her do whatever she wants."

"Good lady."

Marcia walked to the door and heard Madam say again, "By the way, Marcia, how is Shulami's study going lately?"

"The young lady has a very vivid imagination. She has no problem with academic subjects, but she is not so good at mechanical subjects."

Gladys held her forehead with her hand, this child really looks like her.

"Okay, go ahead and get busy."

"Yes."

After Marcia left, Gladys clicked on Ye Sui's communication, but it took three seconds for the call to be connected.

"What's wrong Gladys?"

"Sir, will you be back tomorrow?"

"I'll be there tomorrow. Do you need to bring any herbs?"

"No, I just want to ask you when you will be back, sir. Shulami is such a poor student."

Ye Sui on the other end of the video smiled helplessly.

He knew that Gladys was extremely strict with Shulami.

"Don't worry, I'll teach you more when I get back."

"thank you, sir."

After hanging up the call, Ye Sui drove to the pharmaceutical factory in Hanbing City.

This is the territory of the medicine gang.

The boss of the medicine gang is the one that Ye Sui is working with.

This time, Ye Sui invested and Yaobang was responsible for producing an isolation drug called "Hua Alkaloid".

Flower alkaloids are developed from the extract of red salt, combined with spiritual herbs from the world of immortality provided by Ye Sui, to produce a medicine that can last for 10 years.

With this medicine, people will not need to rely on red salt to survive for 10 years.

This drug is still in the experimental stage, and the specific production details are kept confidential. No one else knows the details yet.

Over the past eight years, Ye Sui's eyesight has recovered a little and he can see vague outlines, but they are not clear enough.

And the recovery of mental strength is terribly slow.

Ye Sui currently doesn’t know when he will be able to travel through time and space.

After finishing half a month of factory supervision, Ye Sui returned to the gang and saw Shulami when passing by the garden.

The little girl ran over excitedly and was caught steadily by Ye Sui.

"Uncle Ye! You're finally back. I'm so bored alone. Uncle Legge won't even play with me."

"Your uncle Leger is busy, I'll accompany you." After saying that, Ye Sui took Shulami's hand and went to the garden.

Victor took the information to Leger to coordinate the matters.

The air on the Garbage Planet is pretty good at this season. The garden doesn't need to be completely sealed, and even the filter doesn't need to be turned to the maximum mode.

Through the sunlight from outside the glass, the little girl gave the exquisite dessert to Ye Sui.

"Uncle Ye, I wrote a story, can you help me take a look?"

"Okay." Ye Sui took Shulami's notebook and read it while eating dessert.

Gladys's daughter has had a very rich imagination since she was young, and Ye Sui thinks there is nothing wrong with that.

After reading the story, Ye Sui commented: "Not bad, it's an adventure story, right? Why is there no sequel? Will the little girl go find her friend again?"

Shulami chuckled, she was very happy to be recognized by Ye Sui.

"There is no sequel yet, but I will continue to write. As for whether it will be an adventure story, I don't know."

Ye Sui looked at Shulami, then at some familiar words in the text, and suspected that Shulami was not writing a story.

"Shulami, you have a secret, don't you?"

"Yes, Uncle Ye."

"Can you tell me?" Ye Sui looked at Shulami with a smile.

His eyes couldn't see clearly, but it was better than complete darkness.

Shulami hesitated.

Ye Sui asked again: "Can't you tell me?"

He was worried that the child would be deceived by curiosity. After all, the Garbage Planet was not a sterile greenhouse garden. Without the Salt Gang, any danger could take a child's life.

In the past, the stories Shulami wrote were all beautiful and full of fantasies about the unknown, but this time there were some dangerous elements in the story, which made Ye Sui suspect that Shulami had friends outside.

Shulami looked at Ye Sui and said in confusion: "I promised my friend that I can't tell it."

Ye Sui touched the top of her head and comforted her: "I know, I will keep it a secret for you and won't tell your mother."

"Thank you Uncle Ye, you are so nice!" Shulami still likes Ye Sui the most.

A few days later, late at night.

A figure cautiously approached the edge of the gang.

That's the back door, guarded by guards on duty.

Shulami didn't go out from here, she knew a place that adults didn't know.

She bent down with her backpack on her back and crawled out of the dog hole, her hands covered in dust.

When they arrived at the manhole cover location agreed upon with Mwa that day, Shulami pushed the cover open with force, looked at the pitch-black place below, and swallowed.

"Mwah...Mwah..."

Shulami shouted softly into the sewer.

After a while, just when Shulami thought that Muwa would not appear, a familiar voice came from below.

"How did you come?"

"I came to play with you."

"Come on down, be careful."

"Okay." Shulami put on his backpack and went down the ladder.

When they got inside, she hugged Mwa excitedly and said, "I brought you some delicious food. Let's go to your house."