The vicious female supporting role is reborn to create everyone equally

"Condolences."

Min Shu opened his eyes and found himself standing in a narrow room.

White banners were hung all around, and the coffin made of thin wood took up most of the cramped room, leaving only two or three square meters of space for a person to stand.

A low voice came from the door: "At such a young age...ah..."

"This has nothing to do with age. This is our fate."

A hand was placed on Min Shu's shoulder. When she looked up, the man pressed her hard, as if to comfort her but also as if to hide deeper emotions. He sighed and said, "Treat this as an accident and don't pursue it anymore. Listen to your uncle."

Min Shu didn't say anything, but her tender cheeks and calm expression were misunderstood as numbness due to excessive grief.

Several adults sighed and comforted her, then left one after another.

The room fell silent. Min Shu turned around and finally saw the black and white photo on the altar clearly.

The boy with a gentle smile and delicate features looked at her with a hint of shyness, as if to say, "The meal is ready. There is meat today."

Cook?

This young man with a face that looks 70% like Cang Ming is not Cang Ming, but when Min Shu saw his photo, he felt a sense of despair and anger in his heart that he wanted to destroy everything.

Feeling this emotion, she walked over to the coffin and gently lifted it up, revealing the pale and purple corpse inside.

It's the boy in the photo.

But compared to his delicate appearance in the photo, he was covered with wounds with his eyes closed at this moment. There was a knife wound on his face that went from his eyebrow to his eyeball and down to his jaw. The skin and flesh were turned up, making him seem unable to close one eye, revealing half of his gray eyeball, looking particularly hideous.

Besides that, there was no place on his body without wounds, from his face to his feet.

There was a dent in the clothes on his chest. Min Shu gently lifted it up and saw that his chest was pierced and hollowed out, and his heart was gone.

The belly was also torn open, and the intestines were still there, but they were exposed and bloody, which was worse than not existing.

Further down, there was a pair of coarse cloth trousers, with twists and turns and an empty leg hanging on the thin wooden board.

Min Shu reached out and pressed it.

One leg was broken into three parts, and one leg disappeared directly.

“What a tragic death…”

She closed the coffin lid and began to sort out the memories she had just received.

This is a world she has never experienced and was not in her previous reincarnation. It is obviously carefully selected by the Emperor of Heaven.

The technological development of this world is not much different from that of modern society, but the class system is strict, dividing humans into two types: civilians and followers.

Civilians are ordinary people.

The Followers are similar to the supernatural beings in the previous world, but they do not gain supernatural powers because of the end of the world, but are born with them.

Similarly, if you are born without it, you will never have it in your lifetime.

After thousands of years of class solidification between the followers and ordinary people, the world has moved to two extremes in terms of economy, politics, culture, etc.

Those who are favored by God are born to enjoy the best of everything.

Commoners are people abandoned by God. They should accept everything peacefully and try their best to provide services for the Favored Ones. Commoners who serve the Favored Ones well may become the Favored Ones in their next life.

Min Shu's identity at this moment is a civilian in the slums.

Yes, even though it seems that all civilians are service personnel, service personnel are also divided into different levels.

Those who can serve the dependents are the highest class among the common people. Those common people who may never come into contact with the dependents in their entire lives and can only work in all kinds of dirty, tiring and poor environments are also called the paupers.

If there were noble young masters and young ladies here, they might also be called untouchables.

The lives of the untouchables are like those of pigs and dogs, and can be trampled and slaughtered at will.

Min Shu’s current identity is Baizhu, and he is the lowest-level herbalist.

Her brother Bai Ming is the manager of this area and a waiter at the Bai family Colosseum.

A young nobleman condescended to come here and took a fancy to a ferocious tiger. He wanted to let the tiger fight with his carefully trained dog.

Therefore, they chose Bai Ming, who looked relatively good, to provoke the ferocity of the beast.

As expected, Bai Ming died under the claws of the beast.

His heart was dug out and given to the noble young master's dog as an appetizer, which put the young master's dog in good condition.

No one thinks there is anything wrong with this.

What's more, the young master also compensated Bai Ming with 20 coins, which was enough for Bai Ming to have a decent funeral that a poor man should not have. The remaining several thousand coins were already a huge sum of money for Bai Shu, who had to save coins every month.

It is also coveted enough.

Min Shu glanced at the men who were gathering outside stealthily, pretended nothing had happened, squeezed sideways from the side of the coffin, and pushed open the door at the back.

This house is where the siblings Bai Zhu and Bai Ming live, with two rooms in total.

One of the rooms was the one that was used as a mourning hall. It had no windows except for a door. The two of them usually ate and slept here.

The other room is the one that Min Shu is opening now. This room has a high skylight that allows sunlight to fall and dry on the medicinal herbs on the ground.

Her eyes fell on these medicinal herbs that were not of very good quality. She picked some and started grinding them on the table next to her.

Although the original owner Bai Zhu was just a low-level medicinal material worker, she was not willing to live like this for the rest of her life.

She often helped the elderly people who made medicine in the factory. Seeing that she was young and had no parents, most of them chose to turn a blind eye when she was learning secretly.

Of course, there were also people who dragged her out and beat her up after discovering her.

But after a few years, Baizhu also learned some methods of making medicine.

These substandard medicinal materials were secretly brought out by her and used for medicine-making experiments. Bai Ming also supported her approach and specially gave up the only sunny room in the house to make it more convenient for her to do her work.

After Min Shu processed the herbs, he took out a small pot and started stewing them.

In this world, there are followers who are born with healing abilities. These followers are like the healing psychics in the end times. Some can heal external injuries, some can heal internal injuries, and some can heal bone injuries.

However, since it is an innate ability, these followers do not value medicine. The Bai family's pharmaceutical factory does not provide medicinal materials for the followers, but for civilians.

It is impossible for the followers to treat civilians' illnesses. They have to use the most ancient treatment methods, such as taking medicine or performing surgery.

However, since there are too few civilians who can perform surgery, most civilians still choose to take medicine when they are sick.

Baizhu used the little medicine he had learned to treat his neighbors and supplement his family income.

But now, what Min Shu made was not medicine to cure diseases, but poison.

After all, she was once a top alchemist, and it was easy for her to kill with poison or make a few would-be robbers suffer a fate worse than death.