A Beta boy working part-time in another world

Mu Liang's family lives in a small house. On the other side of the thin wooden board is a noisy brothel. The sounds of feasting and revelry often come through the wooden board, making this small house seem even smaller.

Mu Liang pushed open the door and saw that his mother had not come back yet. He asked Ye Sui to sit down and wait for a while while he went out to look for her.

Sometimes my mother would come back so late, mostly because she went out of the city to look for wild vegetables.

After paying the rent, the family’s food expenses were not enough. After Mu Liang’s mother finished plowing the fields for her employer, she would look for wild vegetables by the river before dark, wash them, and bring them back to satisfy her hunger.

"Sir, I'm going to see where my mother is. Please wait a moment, sir."

"Ah."

Mu Liang hurriedly opened the door and went out, the sound of his footsteps gradually disappearing in the noise.

Ye Sui looked around the dilapidated house; everything seemed so simple and hardscrabble.

The bed is not a bed, the quilt is not a quilt, and the wall is not a wall.

He found it strange that a child born to a poor peasant woman would be deliberately cursed.

Ye Sui waited and waited, but Mu Liang never came back.

As daybreak approached, Ye Sui heard footsteps at the door. He blew out the candle on his right, closed the book and began to read.

Mu Liang is back.

His already scarred cheeks were welled with tears from crying. As soon as he came in, he knelt at Ye Sui's feet and banged his forehead against the ground desperately, making a thumping sound as he knelt.

"gentlemen!"

"Sir, please take me in..."

Ye Sui pulled the man up and asked, "What's wrong?"

"My mother...my mother...was eaten by the evil spirits in the forest..."

Mu Liang slowly spread out his trembling hands, revealing a ball of tattered cloth emitting a foul smell of blood, and a lock of a woman's long hair with scalp tissue still on it, with tear marks faintly visible.

It is not difficult to imagine how much force was used when the hair here was pulled out.

Mu Liang hugged his mother's belongings and cried bitterly.

Ye Sui never expected this to happen, and he never expected his mother to die so tragically.

"Muliang, don't cry. I will teach you a set of martial arts so that you can gain a foothold in this place."

Mu Liang's eyes were red, he stared at Ye Sui deeply, and then fainted.

A few days later, Mu Liang woke up in a shaking carriage, staring blankly at the shaking curtains, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

"Sir, where are we?" Mu Liang came out of the carriage and sat next to Ye Sui.

"In Fenghuo State."

Mu Liang heard this and looked into the distance.

Sure enough, we found that there were fewer and fewer trees and more and more bare mountains.

When he was a child, he heard that there were many evil spirits in Fenghuo State. It was not a place where people could live and it was full of unknown dangers.

Now that he has stepped on this land, Mu Liang can't tell whether he feels sad or scared.

His mother's death left him devastated.

Ye Sui saw that he looked depressed and didn't say anything.

In this kind of situation, words of comfort are unnecessary. What is needed is for time to pass slowly, taking away some of the pain, and you have to endure the rest by yourself.

"Mu Liang, I feel like you and I have a strong affinity with each other." Ye Sui smiled. This was his inner feeling.

"Sir, you are joking. I am lucky to have your help."

If it weren't for the gentleman, those ruffians would never have let him go.

"Muliang, what's your last name?"

Mu Liang was stunned, feeling that the gentleman did not seem to belong here and was full of unknowns about many common sense things.

"Sir, you don't know that only the gods have surnames. Mortals don't have surnames."

Come to think of it, he still doesn't know what the gentleman's name is.

"What's your name, sir?"

"Ye Sui."

"What!" Mu Liang was so frightened that he almost fell off the carriage. Fortunately, Ye Sui pulled him and he did not fall.

“Is my name weird?”

"Sir...is your name really Ye Sui?"

"Replacement guaranteed."

"Then is the gentleman a member of the Heavenly God Ye clan?"

"No, we just happen to have the same last name."

Mu Liang didn't believe it.

He thought to himself that the master must be a god who had descended to earth, which was why he went to Fenghuo Prefecture.

The journey was long and the carriage wobbled for half a month in the scorching, harsh desert. If it weren't for Ye Sui's spiritual energy protecting the horses, the horses would have starved to death in such a high temperature environment.

Mu Liang saw Ye Sui using magic along the way, and his guess became more and more certain.

They set up the tent on the Gobi Desert at night. Mu Liang came back with firewood. Ye Sui set up the pot to cook and took out a lot of camping stuff. They did not belong to this world, but fortunately they could be used.

Mu Liang asked as he grilled the meat, "Sir, what are you going to do in Fenghuozhou?"

"Find something."

"Sir, you are also looking for something."

Ye Sui was stunned, "Has anyone else been there?"

Mu Liang nodded, "Yes, in the past 20,000 years, other gods have often come here to look for things, but it seems that they have not found this thing, and over time they have stopped coming."

"Then do you know what I'm looking for?"

Mu Liang nodded. This was a well-known story. Even though he was a mortal, he had heard it many times.

"A fragment of a god. Legend has it that when a god falls, his soul will break into countless pieces, and these pieces will be scattered all over the world. But when that person fell, only one fragment was left on his body."

Ye Sui asked: "Why is that?"

Mu Liang shook his head: "I don't know about that either. I just heard it from the storyteller. We mortals have a short life span, and the story has been passed down from generation to generation. I don't know if it is still the original version. Sir, don't take it too seriously."

Ye Sui nodded and thought that was right. Time is changing and stories are just for listening, they have nothing to do with the truth.

Mu Liang was afraid of the cold, so Ye Sui took a blanket and gave it to him.

Mu Liang curled up in the tent wrapped in a furry blanket and fell asleep soon.

It doesn’t matter whether Ye Sui sleeps or not, but since he can’t sleep now, he lies on a chair and looks at the stars.

He was wondering why the system told him that this world was the answer.

Is there really some secret that I don’t know?

If so, that would be quite interesting.

I'm really old.

Ye Sui sighed and felt that his mentality had changed a lot from the beginning, like an old man.

The beauty spider jumped across the Gobi Desert and quickly captured a rock rat.

After taking a bite, he found it tasted bad, so he spat it out and came to Ye Sui with a wronged look.

"￥...%￥%...￥%!"

“Is it unpalatable?”

“￥!”

"I'm sorry to have wronged you. I'll stew some meat for you when I get home." Ye Sui picked up the beautiful spider and touched her belly.

The little guy became soft like a puddle of water in Ye Sui's hands, humming and sucking on Ye Sui's thumb.

"Okay, go play."

Ye Sui put down the beauty spider, got up and walked into the tent.

Mu Liang fell asleep, but left room for Ye Sui. Ye Sui lay down with his clothes folded, closed his eyes and rested.