There was a boy lying quietly on the ground, his short hair was stained with the sticky dirt on the ground, and his face was black and red, the red was still flowing slowly, and the wound on his head was not closed, which attracted the attention of the nearby mosquitoes, but before they could do anything, the boy on the ground moved and tried to sit up.

The sticky dirt adhered to his body, and his clothes, which were not yet tattered, completely lost their original color, and he struggled to stand up, and a touch of white loomed in the small open leather shoes on his feet.

"Too bad!"

The memory of the original owner does not bring much information, this is a world during or after the Industrial Revolution, a good factory system has not yet been established, on the other hand, kings, nobles, and churches, the old system and the forces that belong to the old system are still in control here, the old soil, the new sprout, seems to be able to produce more associations of the future, but...

Compared to those distant futures, the present is the worst!

Can anyone tell him, why is this a girl?!

Even if the mental power is no longer enough, it shouldn't be troublesome, Tang Qing, who was misled by his appearance, had an ellipsis in his heart, and he didn't know what kind of language to use to express his feelings. Short hair, men's clothes, and... Well, there's nothing more to prove that the other person is really a boy.

This is terrible, and the worst thing is that this kind of thing can no longer be done, and the world can only act on this body.

Tang Qing, who was trying to stand up, didn't see more things from the memory of this "boy", the other party was called Jack, uh, even the name is a boy, she used to live with her brother, their hometown was destroyed by a poison gas leak, and some people who were lucky enough not to die came to the city to beg for a living after being rescued by the church.

Her brother entered the Brotherhood, which is a gangster with a bad reputation, but they don't have any more choices, this area belongs to the Brotherhood's name, and only this kind of low-level gang will accept this kind of little labor as a peripheral member of the gang.

Joining just to not starve to death, life is so cruel, and there is no better choice for these children who have little ability.

At first, the original owner lived under the love of his brother, but soon his brother died in an action of the brotherhood, and the original owner's life deteriorated rapidly, and her livelihood skills were lower, and she only remembered her brother's words and could not cry or expose her female identity, and followed the other children to attack some people's wallets.

She chose that drunk man before because she had a successful experience, relative to her ability, the movements of her hands were not flexible enough, and she avoided contact with sober and strong men, in case things were not in harmony - this is what usually happens, petty theft is beaten, no one will help him, in this society, there will not be too many people who have sympathy for this kind of low-level thief.

Some people who are relatively weak or not in good condition are the targets of her attack, which can be regarded as a kind of "bullying".

If a drunk person is drunk to death, it is really the same as a dead pig, not to mention the wallet, even if the flesh on his body is cut, he may not wake up.

So the original owner had a successful experience, more than once.

But, apparently this time she was not very lucky, and met a person who would be extraordinarily tyrannical when drunk, and she died because of a beating.

This is also the fate that most thieves are likely to have, in this era, human life is not so valuable.

In the factory opposite, Mary's body had already been taken away, and the others, including the woman who had wept for her beside her, had been busy again in steam.

Many people went back and forth from that road, but no one cared about the man who had died on the side of the road.

The head was still a little dizzy, but the blood gradually stopped, Tang Qing, no, the black ash that was originally smeared on Jack's face had been washed away by the blood, and now the blood was gradually drying, showing a brown color, covering the fair complexion.

She, no, it's still him, he's very thin, but it's much better than the bone frame just now, the ill-fitting shoes are the ones that my brother once wore, and the clothes on his body were changed after they left, and the brother who was in danger in times of peace protected the original owner when he was the weakest child, and also gave him some life experience, which gave him the ability to survive on the Brotherhood now.

Maybe one day in the future, he will die like his brother in an unknown action, or something more terrible because of the exposure of his female identity, but now, he is just a person who works hard to live, and does not know good and evil.

Is that why the black soil comes from?

Jack cares a little about the black soil, he came here to know a source, which can be regarded as satisfying his curiosity.

After a few small alleys, Jack turned into the back door of a room, an illegal building beneath a building, with a roof made of worn felt cloth or something, and slightly sloping planks acting as simple pillars, supporting the cloth that would protect it from the rain, forming a simplest shack.

There were two other men in the shack, one of whom was an older head, and he was an eleven or twelve year old, who looked a little more able, and when he saw him coming back, he asked, "How much money did you get?"

The other child, who was only about ten years old, also looked at him, his eyes were full of scrutiny, as if to gauge how long he could hold on.

The coat has pockets, Jack took it out, and found a coin in his hand, it was a relatively inferior lead-colored coin, the pattern on it was almost worn off, and the numbers on it were still clear, but if you really spent it, probably someone would dislike such a coin and devalue it a little more.

This is not what he got just now, it is the property left by the original owner, the collection from a long time ago, and it can be hidden until now because he added a mezzanine in his pocket.

The clothes are very old, they have not been washed for a long time, the fabric that may have been soft is as if it had been washed, and no one wants to know what caused the scab on it, and the head will not be disgusted to search, but his hands are not so soft and sensitive, and he can't feel the hardness of the coin under the layers of hard scabs.

Even so, Jack only dared to hide one, because he wasn't sure if the two would collide and make a sound.

"Huh, there is only one Su, what can I buy?"

The other child sneered, but his hand moved quickly, took the coin, and searched Jack's body, but found nothing he was hiding, and then stopped, turned his head and handed the coin to the head with a smile.

The head took the coin in disgust, looked at the wound on Jack's head in the dim light, and raised his chin, "If you do this again tomorrow, you won't have dinner." ”

Saying this, he didn't mean to forbid the other party to rest, and watched Jack return to his place silently.

There were a few rolls in this shack, none of which were of good condition, and even though the factory was always shouting "unsalable", they could not get any new cheap fabric, and the only thing that remained was the remnants of the previous generation.

Needless to say, those children died, everything was left to future generations, and those who were alive and able to grow up would be taken away by the brotherhood at a certain age, which can be regarded as a high promotion, and they will become thugs or something in the future, which is much better than those of them who are at the bottom.

This is also the greatest hope of these children, who say that only those who have officially joined the fraternity can eat enough every day.

The original owner's quilt is not now smelly, she once had a better quilt, that was her brother for her, in this small shack, her brother was also overdone, when the envied "thug", but unfortunately the good days are not long, with the death of the brother, the original owner's situation has also changed, the good quilt was snatched away, left to her only such a piece.

When there is no ability to fight, it is also a way of life to accept silently, and the original owner chose the latter, which did not attract the dissatisfaction of the new head, and survived quietly until now.

The dilapidated shack was not enough to keep warm, and winter was just around the corner, and Jack didn't want to stay in this environment for long, the stench that lingered on the tip of his nose was a challenge to his acceptance, and it was imperative to recharge his batteries.

The depletion of mental power is beyond Jack's imagination, he has to start cultivating quickly, every time he increases his strength, it is to enhance the confidence to get out of here, otherwise, it will be a death to go out, his extraordinary power may be able to allow him to pull more as a cushion when he dies, but it will not let him not be limited by his body.

Not cultivating the body, this is his biggest shortcoming, but it is also the most advantageous condition, because the loss of the body does not move his muscles and bones for him, the only pity is that there are not many opportunities for the world to give up, otherwise his actions may be bolder.

The bleeding had stopped, and Jack didn't want to hold the quilt that stinked all the time, so he roughly stacked the quilt to form a small hillside-like existence, obscuring his squatting figure in the corner.

When the child next to the head saw this, he sneered lightly, timid as a mouse, which was what everyone in this shack thought of Jack.

Fortunately, Jack's brother never bullied them when he was in power, it was not a problem to grab the quilt and grab money, and the other party also gave them some black bread, and Jack never bullied people arrogantly with a brother, so they still maintained a certain degree of tolerance after Jack lost power, which is about the only kindness left in this bad environment.

The original owner didn't realize this, life was bad for him since he lost his home, and then he lost his brother even worse, she didn't know what was good anymore, and she lived numbly because of an instinct.

When Jack first arrived, he saw the bad environment, saw the deception of good and feared evil, but he didn't really understand the rules in this shack, and he didn't notice the little kindness, he just wanted to recover some abilities as soon as possible and leave.

The white dust above the black mud will soon be dyed black, and as more people trample on it, more people ignore it.

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